Revelations
Author Notes
As promised, here's the sequel.
I used the word 'Revelations' as the title because of its use in photography (read the story to understand) and because of its normal meaning.
I've decided to break this in two chapters, because the part where they see the photos (read the story to understand) will take some time to write.
This belongs in my 'It all started with a cell phone' Series.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bones or any of the characters.
Story
The field agents repeated the question:
"What?"
"Oh. Busted."
Booth's face drained of color when he saw what Angela was playing with.
"Is that my phone?"
"Uhm, no?"
The FBI agent started to argue with the artist about privacy. Angela seized her time and slipped her best friend the cell phone.
"Booth put me as annoying? I agree that sometimes we don't see each other eye to eye, but to classify me as annoying?" – She muttered to herself as she walked towards the forensic platform. – "Let me change this. There. Bones."
Doctor Camille Saroyan approached one of her best anthropologists:
"Isn't that Seeley's phone?"
"Yes, Angela handed it to me and now I'm going to look through his photographs."
"Oh, count me in! But we shouldn't do this."
"But you just said you wanted in!"
"I meant we shouldn't do this here. Let's go to the break room."
"Okay."
The two women made their way upstairs, encountering Daisy and Sweets sharing a couch and all the other squints sitting at the glass table discussing what is the best way to get blood off of their clothes.
"Can we look at them now, Cam?"
"Yes, I think we're safe."
Daisy Wick rose from her seat when she saw the small object her bosses were handling.
"Doctor Brennan! Doctor Saroyan!" – She said in that ear-piercing tone she gets when excited. – "Is that what I think it is? The Holy Grail?"
"It's Booth's phone. I'm going to look through his photos."
At the (mildly confused) anthropologist's statement the conversation at the table died and the squints started to pay attention to the women in the room.
"How did you get that?" – Hodgins asked. – "And can I see it?"
"Angela." – A bunch of lowly-spoken 'Of course' was heard. – "And yes. Does anyone else want to see it?"
"I would like that." – Vincent said at the same time Finn muttered 'yeah!'
The interested squints gathered around Doctor Brennan, leaving at the table a calm Arastoo, a depressed Fisher, an amused Wendell and a very nervous Zack.
"Even you, Vince?"
The British squint answered his husband:
"Can you honestly say you wouldn't like to know what he is like beneath that hard exterior, love?"
"Good point."
Only Zack remained at the glass table as the other three men stood up and walked towards the bigger group.
Hodgins turned to his best friend:
"Come on buddy, you're the only one missing…"
"I believe Agent Booth should be allowed some level of privacy."
"Eh, your loss."