It was a dark and stormy night.
"Oh come on, Booth. That's an understatement."
"Okay, okay."
It was a VERY dark and stormy night. Agent Seeley Booth and his partner, Bones-
"Don't call me Bones!"
"Will you please just shut up and let me tell the story?"
"Fine."
"Thank you."
It was a very dark and stormy night. Agent Seeley Booth and his partner, Dr. Temperance Brennan were in the-middle-of-no-where Arkansas, and-
"The town has a name, Booth. It's called Taloma."
"Stop being so picky!"
Agent Seeley Booth and his partner, Dr. Temperance Brennan were in Taloma, Arkansas, and they were on their way to excavate a body. When they got to the scene, Bon-, Brennan asked to see the body. The lead officer on the scene, Sheriff William, was being very inconsiderate by making rude comments and attempting to flirt with Bones. The brave and startlingly handsome Agent Booth-
"And modest. And he wasn't flirting with me!"
"Yes he was, Bones, you just didn't realize it. Ahem!...as I was saying..."
The brave and startlingly handsome Agent Booth grabbed Sheriff William by the scruff of his neck and shook him, effectively reminding him to be more polite to women who can kick his ass.
"Thank you, Booth."
"You're welcome, Bones."
Brennan ran over to Booth and threw her arms around his neck, saying 'Oh, thank you for saving me!' before kissing him hungrily-
"What!"
"Angela! Stop it! I'm telling the story!"
"Sorry, Booth. Couldn't resist..."
(Note: Let it be known that the last sentence has been erased from this story.) Booth looked around to see where Brennan was, but she was gone. The forest was dark and scary-looking, so Booth grabbed a flashlight and started down the small trail to where the body was.
"Dark and scary looking? I thought you were a Ranger!"
"I was! But you have to admit it was kind of creepy in there..."
"I am not afraid of the dark."
"I'm not either! It was just..."
"Dark and scary?"
"Yeah."
"Bones!" He yelled, trying to locate his partner. Her blood-curdling scream chilled him to the bone, and he broke into a run. In the dark it was impossible to see the ledge coming, and Booth tumbled down the small hill. When he came to a stop, he realized he was lying on something.
"Boof. Gerrof me!" was the muffled sound from beneath him.
"Hi Bones! I wondered where you had gone." Looking down, Booth finally noticed his position. He was lying sprawled on top of his partner, holding himself up with his arms so that it looked like he was doing push-ups. An overwhelming urge to kiss her came over him, and he leaned down to capture her lips-
"ANGELA!"
"Sorry!"
(Note: That last sentence is deleted too.) Booth rolled off of Bones and helped her to her feet. They brushed themselves off and looked around. Booth froze- there was a body not ten feet from where they had been lying. Bones strode over to the body and started spurting confusing scientific words-
"They're only confusing if you don't listen!"
"Or if you're a normal human being."
Booth wrote down the necessary information as Bones told the crime scene team what to do in her annoying 'I know more than you do' voice.
"That was mean, Booth."
"Well you do! You get that authoritative, Alpha-female, 'I'm going to kick your ass if you compromise my evidence' voice."
"Alpha-female? That's a very scientific word for you, Booth."
"Just!- Stop talking, okay?"
Anyway, the body got back to the lab okay, and then the squints did their thing figured out that the body was that of Maria Chancey. Booth and Bones went to talk to Maria's boyfriend, Mark. They entered his apartment after he refused to come to the door. After arguing with Booth about getting a gun, and losing, Bones entered the apartment BEHIND Booth.
"It would have been easier if you had given me a gun!"
Booth scouted the bedroom and office, while telling Bones to check the kitchen. The bedroom and office were clear, and Booth was about to head to the kitchen when he heard a yelp of pain and a loud bang. Running into the kitchen, he found Mark lying on the floor, Bones' boot at his throat. There was a nasty looking bruise forming on Bones' cheek.
"Did he hit you?"asked Booth, concerned.
"Yes, and I could have taken him without injury IF you had given me a gun!" she retorted.
Booth chose to ignore her comment, and instead turned his attention to the man lying on the floor.
"Why did you run?" the Agent asked, sounding very intimidating.
"Yeah, intimidating. To a squirrel, maybe."
"I didn't do it!" Mark replied lamely. The rest of the interview yielded no more important information. Booth and Bones headed back to the lab, and with nothing to do until Hodgins got results from a scientific clump of dirt-
"IT'S SOIL! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU!"
"SORRY HODGINS!"
-they decided to tell this account of their adventures of the last 24 hours out of sheer boredom.
"I have the results!"
"Come on Bones! Let's go get the bad guy!"
"This is why I am the best selling author. That story was horrible."
"Maybe it was, but it entertained you for a while!"
"Whatever, Booth."