Disclaimer: I do not own the show or name BONES. I also have no ownership or rights to the characters Zach, Hodgins, Angela, Booth, Brennan, Parker, Rebecca, Cam, Clark or anyone else that is actually on the show that I may have forgotten, that includes any serial killers or suspects that I may have not realized I was going to use at the time this disclaimer was written… so please don't sue me, I have nothing to give you anyway…. Sighs with longing….

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Kris

Prologue

Six Years Ago…

She was always wondering how different things could have been in her life, but how could you think things would be different, if you didn't know what was wrong? She was a genius in her field, a well respected and well known forensic anthropologist, and yet here she was sitting across from an FBI agent who was asking her to partner with him in solving a crime he was stumped on. They had met before, it wasn't that long ago, but it was clear he didn't remember her. She sighed as she realized there was no way she could turn him down, even if it was insulting that he couldn't remember their meeting. She knew that the secret she kept hidden from him would be hurtful if he ever found it out, which was why she was having such a hard time agreeing to work with him.

However the thought that a murder victim needed a name, a face and a chance at justice that was what kept her from running the other way. This was completely and totally crazy, she was Dr. Temperance Brennan, and she didn't run away from her problems, she usually faced them head on. She knew that hiding her secret from everyone that she was close to, and all the people who trusted her with their secrets seemed like it was wrong in some ways. She sighed again as she nodded and allowed him to take her bag and she followed him to the SUV he would be using.

"I don't understand why the FBI doesn't have their own forensic anthropologist?" Brennan asked as she watched Booth drive with his teeth clenched in obvious discomfort.

"We do have one, but you are considered the best and ours is currently on a leave of absence. I am not sure where they went but their replacement is not nearly as smart as you apparently are, according to the file the FBI handed me on you." Booth said as he shrugged his shoulders and attempted to not really know or care why she was working this case with him.

"Do you know that you aren't nearly as great a liar as you think you are?" Brennan asked him, the easy smile appearing easily on her face again. "Look, I know we just met and all, but do you think you could treat me like you want to have me around, instead of act like I am a plague of some sort?" She asked him, the tension in the car was clear, Booth did not want her around for some reason. "Are you worried that some woman you are having a sexual relationship with will get word you are with a woman like me and becoming aggressive or jealous?" Brennan asked him curiously. "I mean it's perfectly normal for the male of our species to think that the scent or even the sight of them being around another woman could trigger a blowup of a fight between the dating or married couple that could cause the male of the species to attempt to avoid disaster situations to keep the peace." Brennan rambled on, ignoring the fact that Booth was not really listening to her speak at this moment.

"Hmmm,… what? Oh no, Bones, it's not like that at all." Booth said shrugging again and keeping his attention focused on the road.

"Bones? Don't call me that." Brennan said frowning.

"Why? You work with bones all day long and you know everything thing there is to know about them. It should flatter you that someone understands who amazing you are with the bones of a human skeleton and thinks that you should be basically praised for your work." Booth said, rambling on himself and loosing focus of his point towards the end of the sentence.

"Just, call me Dr. Brennan, Brennan, or Tempe, any one of those three things would work well for me." Brennan said with a frown.

"Nope, sorry, I plan to call you bones." Booth said with a smirk on his face. He was pushing her and she knew it, just as he knew it.

"Whatever." Brennan said as she decided to drop the subject altogether, realizing that it was a petty thing to fight about when you were heading to a crime scene.

"Good to know." Booth said with a smile.

Over the next six years Booth and Brennan became close friends, Brennan realizing that Booth never remembered that they had met before that day he had brought her onto his team to help solve the cold cases or the cases that were deemed unsolveable. Brennan had even gotten to meet and hang out with Parker on some occasions, but that only made her realize some things that were missing deep inside her. She could see how much Booth loved his son, and she could tell how much he loved and cared for everyone in his life, including Rebecca. Brennan was worried about how things were going to go from here, she knew that Booth was important to her, she would do anything for him, just as she knew he would do anything for her.

Brennan had dated a few other people, Booth had even met and known a couple of them, but none of them were keepers. Booth had dated a few people as well and that even included Cam, Brennan's current boss at the Jeffersonian. However, there was always one thing that stayed the same and that was the relationship between Brennan and Booth and according to Dr. Sweets, that was a curious thing. Sweets had made them both realize that they needed each other, that even if they attempted to move away from each other, they would always end up back with the other, which only fueled the secret that was eating away at Brennan and making her feel ill and uncomfortable more and more around Booth and now Dr. Sweets. Every day was a constant battle to keep the secret from everyone she knew, but soon there would no way she could keep it a secret, because suddenly she needed all the help she could get to fix the damage that had been done.