When Cam returned home she immediately regretted wearing those blasted black heels. Her feet were sore and swollen but this was all okay because she was on her couch in her living room with her daughter so she knew she could laze around being completely unjudged. She had almost forgotten to pick up her daughters hearing aid before work and was nearly late but yet some how after all this still managed to be the first one at the crime scene. Cam's daughter Imogen was an angel child top of the class, easily the most gorgeous looking girl in Wasington, outgoing determined and everyone knew she was going to make it by the time she was five. Dr Saroyan even swore to have seen a hint of jealousy in Dr Brennan's eyes although Christine Booth was equally smart and almost as equally beautiful her rebellious mood swings ment she was a handful or two. After some well deserved Chinese take away Cam sat down to watch some stupid melodramatic show that she followed God knows why and her fifteen year old daughter lay in her front head down buried in somthing what are you doing she asked. Nothing much just reading. Sensing the the boredom in her daughters signing waited till her daughter had turned to face her book and so let's talk boys school grades come on your fifteen give me somthing anthing to work with. Mum you know my grades straight 'a's and you know my friends and if there were boys in my life you would know about them. Plus it would so uncool to talk about it. "Well I don't care" The saroyans talked and talked about boring history lessons and decomposing bodies and after a while they lay on the sofa and Immy fell asleep against her mother shoulder and cam wrapped a blanket around her and went up to bed herself.

Dr Saroyan tossed and turned in bed but she couldn't drift off and after a while she grew bored of her failed attempts of falling asleep and went down stairs opened up the balcony glass framed doors and steped out the streets were empty the cars all seemed to stop the whole of America seemed to go silent for her. How could she after all this time still remember how could she even miss him he was probably married and living in an big house with model for a wife . Cam sighed her imagination was on fire she wandered if he had gone through what she had the feeling that every time she was with someone it was like she was cheating. Thats what normal people do Saroyan after nearly sisteen years of not being with someone she told herself cam laughed but not a glee laugh more of a ironic one. she still had a picture of him. How sad she thought. Thats why she left Imogen's dad I guess because she was still in deep deep love with someone else. It was cold the night was bitter but cam was frozen to her balcony perch and when the wind blew her hair and snarled at her thin clothes she stood defenceless. Camille slipped her hand gentle feeling for a single cigarette left there from the time where she did use them she knew she shouldn't but the an element of peace run through her that was irresistible. She could forget about men about life about being a boss everthing she failed was gone all the wounds disappeared. As she lit it she relised it was the first one in at least eight years.

Morning couldn't have come sooner for the saroyans but as the sun came up so did pmurder and cam's phone began to buzz and just as it did Imogen stared into her mother 's eyes and this time she signed and spoke "you know how I know the phone rang Immy paused cam looked taken aback she had no idea Immy knew. "Your face goes all mushy." Immy mocked cam's face crinkling her tiny nose she looked like baby who had picked up the scent of a absolutely horrific odour. Dr Saroyan laughed but soon her attention was on her cellphone that was now buzzing so hard that she thought it might fall of the countertop and smash. Imogen scowled at the phone like a brave kid might do a bully because she knew she probably wasn't going to get to finish her pancakes. As cam had forecasted the caller id read steely Booth work which spoke for itself "crime scene or lab booth"

"Not going to engage in some friendly conversation eh Saroyan"

"No thank you not really in the mood for chit chat so which one will it be booth"

"Lab Bug boy will meet you on the platform"

"I would say sounds good but it sounds like everyday so I am going to stick to sounds solid"

"Okay grumpy I hope your feeling better later you know because it thanksgiving dinner at the hodge house".

"Bye Booth"

"Bye cam." Mum forgot thanks giving again didn't we Immy signed with bored eyes. Cam just nodded her head. Does that mean that that I get to go to Angela's werid group fest like the other kids.

Cam just nodded her head. Cam thought the once a year youth gathering for the parent friends who couldn't make arrangements for their kids to stay at a relative yay she was officially unorgtanised. She would have to stop by on her way to work buy some expensive wine and pray that it was at least satisfactory.

Could this day be more of a disaster.