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Angela Montenegro sighed sadly as she stared at her newest piece of artwork that lay calmly in front of her. The usually up-beat artist shook her head slightly, making her curly, dark brown locks swish on her head. Her thin hands traced the charcoal picture, admiring her work like only an artist can. Her eyes followed the lines, making sure they were in the perfect place.
Angela smiled sadly, "Why must they act like they don't see it?"
Sighing once more, she put her sketchbook on the coffee table in front of her and stood up from the comfy leather couch. After adjusting her clothes slightly, she walked out of her office and down to the main lab. Where she knew there was an investigation seeking her expertise.
As the picture lay on the table facing upwards, the faces of Zachary (Zack) Addy and Allison James stared lovingly into each other eyes. The love was there, so was the passion and definitely the want. Their hands were touching slightly, a test tube held between them. Anyone who worked at the Jeffersonian would be able to recognize the background, for in fact it was the lab. The picture itself was beautiful, but what the artist admired the most about it, was the fact that it was a real picture of what she had witnessed less than two months ago.
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Allison James sighed as she stared around the entrance in front of her. It was big, and that was what scared the twenty year old. Because, if the entrance was this big, how big was the rest of this place? She was going to get lost within the first five minutes! There were many people walking around, yet all ignored her when she tried to ask them where Dr. Brennan's office was. Running a hand through her golden blonde hair, Allison turned around, only to bump into a hard chest.
"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry!" Allison's voice rang out as she looked up at the man.
The man, who was definitely in his mid to late thirties, sighed as if this happened to him a lot... which it did in this lab. "No, it's alright Miss..." He trailed off when he realised he didn't know who she was.
"James, Hilary James." She paused as she held her hand out towards him, "That sounded so James Bond."
He chuckled; maybe this was a normal person who was lost, and not a squint. "Nice to meet you 'James, Hilary James'. I'm Special Agent Seeley Booth." He shook her hand.
"Well mister 'Special Agent Seeley Booth', you wouldn't happen to know where I could find Dr. Temperance Brennan." She smiled widely, flashing her straight white teeth, at the slightly annoyed face he pulled.
He gestured for her to follow him, "Unfortunately, I would."
He led her down an incredibly long corridor, which lead into a very big, and very bright, room. A room that was unmistakably a lab. With the autopsy tables, computer and the mass-spectrometer in the corner, it was a great looking lab.
Allison's deep blue eyes, stared around in wonder. Booth chuckled quietly at the girl he had known for less than ten minutes. She was different than all of the people here and different than a lot of people all together. Her tan skin, blonde hair and blue eyes stood out greatly from the pale, pasty people scampering around her, looking like they were trying not to catch Booth's attention. But the fact she was wearing black skinny jeans, a plain yellow top, a long black cardigan and a pair of yellow converse stood out also.
Allison finally got the ability to speak again, even if it was slightly breathy. "This place is freaking awesome!"
"Why thank you, sweetie." A kind, teasing female voice rang out from behind Allison. She whipped around to see a beautiful dark haired woman holding a sketchpad. She wore lovely clothes and a kind smile.
"Angela!" Booth smiled awkwardly, "Where's Bones?"
"I am right here... And stop calling me 'Bones'!" A strict, yet soft, female voice said from behind the three of them. The voice was coming from none other than Temperance Brennan, a fine anthropologist and author. Her dark brown hair was slightly curled around her pale face, making her green eyes pop out. Her green top and brown pants were plain, covered by a long brown coat. "Can we get to the crime scene fast? I'm meant to be getting a new assistant today, so we need to be back a soon as possible."
"Uh, actually, I'm right here! I'm Allison James!" Allison smiled brightly at her as she waved energetically.
Angela Montenegro's smile widened, "You're the new intern? Wow, you'll definitely brighten this place up!" She sized Allison up, golden blonde hair, with slight caramel highlights, that were natural. Her smiled was dazzling, it showed her perfectly straight white teeth off. Her eyes to normal people looked just blue, but to Angela, an artist, she could see the green and silver flecks in them around the iris. Her outfit looked like it fit her perky personality perfectly, yet it was completely comfortable. Angela thought she looked like she was Zack's age.
Angela also thought they would look adorable together... But then again she was still trying to get Temperance and Seeley together.
"Aww! Thank you for that complement! And yes, I will brighten this place up metaphorically, because if I did that literally our eyes would burn from the brightness!" Allison giggled like she was six again. Which made Booth chuckle once more, she was hilarious to him.
They all heard sudden footsteps coming over to the small group. "Hey, who's this? The new intern?" Allison's saw a guy slip his arm around Angela's waist. The guy had hair that was curly, but short. His eyes were a grey colour, which peered curiously at her.
"Yes, this is my new assistant," Dr. Brennan quickly looked at her watch. "I'd love to show you around, but we have a crime scene to get to work on." Brennan quickly fell into pace with Booth, who had already started to walk back down the corridor, "Get Zack to show her around!"
With that they were gone and out of sight.
"Who's Zack?" Allison asked the couple in front of her curiously.
They shared a small knowing look that read 'here we go'. "Zack Addy is another intern, he's Brennan's assistant." The guy said, "I'm Jack Hodgins by the way."
Allison waved energetically and Angela noted she didn't seem very shy. At least not yet anyway.
"Zack doesn't really know much about social skills, sweetie." Angela smiled, "He'll probably correct you a lot... Actually he will correct you a lot." She said as an after thought.
"He's just not very social, but he's funny, sometimes." Hodgins said smirking.
"Are you talking about me again?" A curious, yet slightly un-emotional, voice asked, making the three of them jump.
"Dude!" Hodgins shouted, "When did you get so sneaky?!"
"... I do not understand the question."
Allison turned around and looked at the man behind her. He was definitely her age, a mop of brown hair, gorgeous chocolate brown eyes and he was pale. He looked like any other nerd, yet there was something about the way he stared at her curiously, that made her heart beat skip.
Suddenly Allison didn't feel as confident as she did five minutes ago.
"Who are you?" Zack asked without removing his gaze from her eyes. Interesting, he thought, her cheeks are red. And in fact they were. Allison was blushing.
"I'm Allison James, the new intern." Allison pulled her gaze away from the strangely adorable guy in front of her to look at Angela. "What's the time Angela?"
Angela, who was smirking slightly at the blushing girl in front of her, replied, "12:32."
Allison blinked and the heat slowly reduced from her cheeks. "Already?" She flipped out her phone and looked at her inbox to find and unread message reading; Meet me at Kings Castle Thai Restaurant, 1:00. "I'm sorry but when is lunch break?"
"Now and up until 2:00." Hodgins replied.
Allison tucked her phone in her pocket and smiled at them, blushing pink when she got a small smile back from Zack. "Well then, I'll see you at 2:00, I have to go meet my mother for lunch."
"Your mother?" Angela asked curiously.
Allison giggled, "She just got back from a dig in Egypt yesterday, archeologist." She started to walk down the hallway, "See you later!"
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"Wasn't she pretty Zack?" Angela said slyly as the sat in their favourite diner having lunch.
"Who?"
Hodgins sighed irritably, "Allison you dipstick."
"Logically yes, she was pretty." Zack answered simply as he took a bite of his burger, "He eyes were perfectly center, as was her nose, mouth and cheekbones." He smiled a tiny bit as he thought of her red face, smiling shyly. "Quite aesthetically pleasing actually."
"Oh!" Angela smirked, "He likes her! He likes her! He really, really likes her!"
"Angela, babe, calm down." Hodgins whispered in her ear. "He's known her less than ten minutes. Hell, we've known her less than twenty minutes."
"Aw, fine." Angela pouted cutely and Hodgins kissed her lips sweetly.
Zack looked at them in mild disgust and confusion, "I don't get relationships." This of course caused Hodgins to burst out laughing.
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"Hey mom!" Allison smiled while she hugged her mother. "So, how was the dig? Anything interesting?"
"Honey, it was amazing!" Her mother, Janice Kirkland, smiled at her daughter. "You'd think with all the digs that have been done there already, there would be nothing left, but you'd be completely wrong!"
Dr. Janice Kirkland was a very well respected archaeologist, as well as psychologist. She had a hard time gaining any work being from both professions, but became a profiler as well and studied Egyptian killings in particular.
Janice used to be married to Allison's father, David James, a charming and handsome man she met while on a dig in Greece. He moved there when he was younger, with his own single mother. They had a whirl wind romance while she was in Greece; they ended up getting married and divorced not even three days later. When Janice came home she found she was pregnant.
Janice was so pleased that Allison ended up being just like her. You know, except being an anthropologist instead of archaeologist. Allison also looks exactly like her mother, except she had David's eyes.
Allison knew her mother was in love with her father still. Even after twenty years, she was still in love with the man she met in her paradise. She knew her mother was slightly pained every time she looked into her daughters eyes, because she always saw the love of her life's own pair.
"Well today is my first day at the Jeffersonian, don't worry I'm on a lunch break!" Allison laughed at her mothers cross face, "I'm not skipping or anything! Don't worry mom!"
"Well, if you're on lunch break..." Janice said unsurely. "So, any cute guys there?" She asked changing the subject.
"For you or for me?" Allison teased. "Well there's Hodgins, but he's with Angela. Seeley Booth is ten years older than me, but he's so likes Dr. Brennan. I was there half an hour and I could tell that!"
"Really?" Her mother leaned forward in interest, while she was chewing some noodles. "Was it that obvious?"
"Definitely, for an FBI agent he's not very good at hiding his feelings." Allison nodded before shoving some food into her mouth.
Her mother gave her a look of disgust, but didn't bother to tell her to eat properly. It never works. "So, there were no single cute guys for you?"
Allison blushed at the thought of her fellow intern, Zack Addy. "Well..."
Janice gasped at the blush on her daughters face, "So there is someone?!" She was really excited; Allison hasn't had a serious boyfriend since she was fifteen. She was just so busy studying for her degree.
"Well he's just another intern like me, but he's so different." Allison paused trying to think of a way to explain him to her mother, who was also her best friend. "He's less social and from the ten minutes I was there, he doesn't get jokes much. He's basically lacking social skills, mom. Yet he entrances me. It's very odd, yet exhilarating!" Allison's pink cheeks pulled up, her lips forming into a smile at the thought of Zack. "He's pale, lanky and thin. He has a mop of brown hair on his head and his eyes are this amazing chocolaty brown colour."
Janice smiled at her daughter, explaining this man with her eyes half closed and a smile on her face. She knew this would not be the last time hearing about Zack Addy from her daughter.
And she was sure that her daughter will be happy.
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Three weeks later Zack was doing something that he had never thought he would be doing, ever in his life. He was thinking about a girl.
When he was younger, Zack convinced himself that nothing would come between him and his dream of being an anthropologist. He told his mother that and when she laughed, telling him that he has yet to fall in love, he promised he never would.
But now Zack wasn't so sure. He had ignored the female population so far, but Allison was different.
She funny, smart, he actually understood what she was talking about. She was beautiful; she made him smile when her cheeks turned red and when she smiled shyly.
Zack was beginning to think he was going crazy. He couldn't think straight when he was working, because she was always there, distracting him from his work. He couldn't even begin to count the number of glass test tubes he's broken since she started working at the Jeffersonian.
Groaning, he threw the papers in his hands onto the lab table. He ran his hand threw his hair, "I'm going crazy." He looked into his micro-scope and found something interesting. "This is not from the victim." He picked up the small fiber that he found in a phalange, AKA finger, with a pair of tweezers.
"Watch ya' got Zack?"
The sound of Allison soft, teasing voice made Zack jump, nearly dropping the fiber. "A-Allison!" Oh no, he thought, my cheeks are warm! Am I ill?!
A small blush grazed her cheeks at the sight of Zack's own blush. "Did I frighten you?"
"Just a little. But while your here, could you identify this fiber?" Zack asked politely, changing the subject at the same time.
"Sure Zack!" Allison said excitedly, "Put it under here." She pointed to the big magnifying glass. "Interesting." Allison muttered to herself.
Zack was staring at her, he'll admit it. The way she was muttering to herself about the fiber was really fascinating. She got so into her work, and Zack got so into watching her, that they didn't notice a pair of eyes staring at them from above.
Actually make that four pairs of eyes.
Angela Montenegro, Jack Hodgins, Temperance Brennan and Seeley Booth were watching the two youngest members of their team.
"Aren't they adorable?" Angela sighed dreamily. "They'll have adorable babies."
Brennan gave her a look that said, 'what?' "Angela, they haven't even decided to go on a date yet, let alone have children. How could you possibly think about their children, when we have a murder?"
"It's pretty simple Bones, all she has to do is give us a face, then her job is done, she just decides to wait to find out what happens." Booth told Brennan as Angela nodded.
"That's true." Hodgins nodded, "So what's the deal with these two?" He asked pointing to the two interns on the first floor.
"Zack likes her, but he doesn't know what to do, because... c'mon, it's Zack." Booth said, "She likes him but because he's different from other guys, she doesn't know what to do."
Of course they were staring at him in wonder, "Dude that was so gay!" Hodgins laughed.
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