Temperance let out a groan as her alarm beeped annoyingly and she reached over to her left and slammed her fist down on the alarm, abruptly ending the noise and replacing it with a peaceful silence. She had gotten home particularly late last night after a brutally hard case. The bones of a four year old girl had been discovered in the inside of an old, broken freezer, her neck snapped and bruises all over her body. It turns out her father was an alcoholic and, while his wife was away, had beaten his little girl in a drunken rage and then tossed her body into the broken freezer, knowing that his wife never goes into the cellar, and then took off. The mom had found the daughter a few weeks later only because of the smell. It was cases like these that she couldn't comprehend. She just couldn't see how someone could murder in cold blood someone so innocent and young. As soon as she had lifted the tiny body out of the freezer she had wanted to cry or smash something in her anger but she kept a tight lip because she couldn't afford to get attached to cases like Booth did. When he had seen the bones of the little girl he had looked like he was going to snap someone's neck himself.
Sighing, she threw the covers off of her and reluctantly got up as she looked at the clock which read 6:30. Great. She had gotten about two hours of sleep. She got dressed and then headed to her kitchen and had a quick breakfast. After that she headed towards the bathroom and looked in the mirror at her reflection, reflecting on what Booth had said a couple cases back when they dealt with the beauty pageant killing. Shaking that thought aside, she tied her hair into a ponytail, brushed her teeth and then grabbed her coat and keys. She opened the door to the apartment and was about to take a step outside when she looked down and her foot froze. There was a small wooden box about two feet by two feet and inside of it was a skull.
