AN: Hey, so this is my first fan fic ever...not just for Bones. I've been working on this for a while, and I was unsure whether or not publish. But I just saw the new Bones promo for season 6, and that kind of motivated me a little. Plus made me sad that we still have to wait A MONTH til the season premiere.

Anyways, I'm not that great of a writer (I've been told that numerous times), but it gave me something to do during the summer as I anxiously awaited the start of my senior year of college...which starts on Monday! I hope you give this story a chance. Oh, and flashbacks will be italicized. ENJOY!

Chapter 1:

"Hey Bones!" Booth shouted as he walked into the lab. "Let's go, we've got a case."

Brennan looked up from where she was on the platform. She had been studying the remains of a Revolutionary War soldier all morning. Turning to one of her interns she said, "Mr. Bray, please continue working on this. And see if you can get Angela to do a facial reconstruction so we can get a sense of what he may have looked like." She left it at that as she walked down the stairs towards her partner. They walked in companionable silence as she went to grab her things from her office.

Placing his hand on the small of her back, Booth led Brennan through the doors of the Jeffersonian and towards his black SUV. Shortly after they got onto the road, Booth began to explain the case. "A body was found at Rock Creek Park under a bridge near Beach Drive. A couple of high school kids found it when they were hiking in the woods."

Brennan ignored Booth, as she stared out the window deep in thought. She tried to pay attention, but her mind kept wandering to the conversation she had with Angela last night.

"Hey sweetie," Angela said as she walked into Brennan's office with an amused look on her face.

"Oh, hello Ange," Brennan said as she shifted uncomfortably in her desk chair. She knew the reason her best friend was here, but she wasn't quite ready to have this conversation.

"So, what was that?" She asked. "You know, that whole thing with Booth out on the platform?" Angela was referring to an overly hostile argument she'd overheard between herself and Booth earlier that day.

"It was nothing." Brennan replied. "I was just a little upset with Booth. We were arguing, like we always do."

"No, not like you always do, Bren" Angela said. "You were all happy and excited when the two of you got here. Booth got a phone call, and then you were practically giving him the cold shoulder. And when you did talk to him, you were kinda yelling. Sweetie, what's going on?"

"Ugh," Brennan said as she covered her face from embarrassment. "I was not yelling! I was just talking rather loudly." She looked at her best friend and realized that trying to avoid the conversation any further was futile. "I'm not quite sure what that was about, Ange."

"Yes you do, Bren." Angela stated. "And I'm pretty damn sure it had something to do with that phone call he got. Who was that anyway?"

Knowing she couldn't get out of this, Brennan decided to tell Angela about Booth's phone call, and consequently, his upcoming date. "Her name is Ava. Booth is going out to dinner with her on Friday night. I'm not quite sure why, but for some reason, it upsets me."

"Sweetie," Angela began, "it upsets you because you're in love with Booth. You wish he were taking you out to dinner and not her."

"What!" Brennan replied, "Your assumption is ridiculous. I'm not in love with Booth."

"Whatever you say, sweetie," Angela said as she turned towards the door. When she got to the door, she paused and turned back to Brennan. "You might not be ready to acknowledge it, but you are most definitely in love with Agent Studly. And despite his date on Friday, I'm fairly certain he's in love with you too." And with that, Angela left Brennan alone with her thoughts.

Deep down, she knew Angela was right. Every time Booth came around, she felt a surge of electricity pulse through her body. She knew it could be explained away by saying that it was a chemical reaction in her brain caused by her physical attraction to Booth. But it was more than that. She always felt safe with Booth. She really liked spending time with him. She knew Booth accepted her for who she was, for the most part anyway. And his upcoming date with Ava was tearing her up inside. But she'll never let anybody know this, especially not Booth. Ever.

"Bones? Hey, are you listening to me!" Booth said in an attempt to regain his partner's attention. "Earth to Bones..."

"What!" Brennan asked, startled. "I...I don't know what that means."

"No, of course you don't," Booth replied. "Did you hear me about the body?"

"Um, yes," Brennan said absently. "A body was found in a park."

"Yes," Booth said. "The FBI thinks it may be the body of a Georgetown student who went missing last week. She was snatched from campus, last seen walking towards the dorms after a party."

Brennan simply nodded at Booth as he continued to inform her about the case.

"Is everything okay there, Bones?" Booth asked, sneaking at sideways glance toward his partner. She normally wasn't this quiet with him. Or this reluctant to listen to details about a case.

"Yes," she said, "I was just thinking about some things."

"Anything you'd like to share with me?" Booth inquired.

"No, it's not important," she replied, leaving Booth to wonder what was going on.

When they got to the crime scene, Brennan immediately went towards the bones as Booth talked to the officers at the scene. After a few minutes, Booth walked up to Brennan and asked, "What do we know, Bones?"

"Well, the victim is female. Less than 30 years of age," Brennan started. "She has several broken bones. I also noticed that she has a head wound. I would definitely say these are not self-inflicted injuries."

"So, we're talking murder here, then, right?"

"That would be my assumption." Brennan concluded. "We need to get her back to the lab for a more extensive examination. It appears that her remains have been eaten by some of the wildlife, so a team should look around for excrement for Hodgins to examine."

"Alright, let's pack it all up and bring it to the Jeffersonian," Booth said aloud to the FBI techs who were on the scene.

AN: So, what did ya think? Should I continue? I have a couple of more chapters already written, so if y'all are interested enough in this story, I can post them over the next couple of days.