Bones – Change
Bones – Change
Chapter 1
"They are not going to like this," said the brown haired woman. "We gave them their humanity, the life they earned, and now you want to take it away from them. Has they both not suffered enough?"
"One of them is the Chosen One. We both know which of the two it is most likely to be, but we can not be sure. You have seen the prophecy. You know what has to be done. We must bring back the Champions."
She reluctantly nodded. It was on days like this that Cordelia hated that she had become one of the Powers That Be. She would go along with the PTB. She had no choice. But she would see to it that her one time friend had all the help he could get.
"GAH!! Not Again!!" yelled Dr. Temperance Brennan as she sat reading the morning paper.
"Geez Bones. Turning into Angela are you?" replied her partner as he entered her office.
"Very funny Booth. It is just this new author. For months now he has been taking the top spot away from me on the New York Time Best Sellers List. And I have seen the actual numbers and he is only beating me by a few copies!"
"Bones. I have never seen you this competitive before."
"I don't know what is wrong with me. I normally am not like this. I realize that competition is an anthropological. . ."
"Ok. Stop right there. I don't need to hear your anthropological reasoning. Competition is natural. We all feel it. And it is only natural for you to feel this way when this guy is beating you by such a small margin. Who is this guy anyway?"
"William Pratt. He writes Vampire novels. Can you believe that? I mean vampires don't exist. How can people read that stuff? Now the things in my books, those are real." She looked at her partner whose face had become pale. "Booth are you all right?"
Booth was confused. When Bones had said the name William Pratt, he had gotten a weird feeling in his gut and he felt the blood drain from his face. Where had he heard that name before? Why was it so familiar?
"Booth?" Brennan said again.
"What? Sorry Bones. What were you saying?"
"Nothing. I was just curious how people can read books about things like vampires and other things that are not real and not want to read things like my book which are real."
"People want to escape from their lives. They realize that the things in your books happen. They turn to things like Vampires and magic to get away from reality." Booth explained.
"I guess I can see the logic behind that. But I mean Vampires. Come on. This Pratt probably romanticized the whole thing. What is so romantic about biting someone and drinking their blood till they die?"
"I don't know Bones. Some people have a weird way of thinking. But I agree, there is nothing romantic about vampires." This whole conversation had a weird vibe to Booth. When he said that there was nothing romantic about vampires, it felt like he was pulling that bit of information from a past experience, but he knew that couldn't be true. This day was just kept getting weird. He remembered this morning when he couldn't find his sun glasses and now had a terrible head ache from the sun, something that never happened before. He had spent days in the desert without them! Maybe I just need more sleep he told himself.
"So did you come here for a reason Booth?" asked Brennan pulling Booth out of his thoughts.
"Oh, right. We got a case."
"Why didn't you say so in the first place! Come on." She jumped out of her chair and grabbed her coat and kit. She looked back and saw that Booth was still sitting on the couch. "Booth, come on!" He followed her out of her office, having to jog to keep up with her. How can she walk that fast in heels he thought to himself.