The Bodies in the Field
Author's Note: I dedicate this story to my 10th grade AP Government teacher, I hated the creepy old man, and now I shall seek revenge upon him a way we all wish that we could. If only he had fell on his ass while jumping on the American Flag.
Disclaimer: Um, I only own what is mine.
Summary: Bodies are found buried under a high school football field. Catch is, there are dozens of them.
Chapter One: The Case
Dr. Brennan was working on her latest novel in her office when Booth walked in, not even bothering to knock first. "Bones, we got a new case," he said, "And you're going to love it. Over twenty bodies were found buried under a football field at a Maryland high school. They were discovered when the school finally had room in the budget to redo the field and the construction workers were digging up the old field and found bones, and lots of them."
"They did stop the construction on the field right?"
"I score you a really awesome case, and all you ask about is if they stopped construction? No thanking your favorite F.B.I. Agent?" Booth asked, "And yes, they did stop, because none of them wanted to deal with an angry Dr. Temperance Brennan.
"What are you waiting for, get Zack and let's go," Brennan said, grabbing her coat from the back of the chair. The thought of all of those bones to look over somehow excited her.
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Upon reaching the high school, it was quite obvious the school was old and needed some repairs. They were lead down a road to the backside of the school where the football field was located. They walked down the path to the football field, realizing that the bodies were only found in a small section of the field.
"What first, Zack," Brennan asked.
"Well, I would say to find out age and ethnicity of each body without moving them."
"All right then," Brennan said, turning around and looking at the school. "Is school still in session?" she asked.
"Yeah, Bones, they can't just close school. Besides, you might need one of them," he laughed.
"Them?" she asked.
"Teachers, students, them." Booth was beginning to wonder if Brennan, indeed, did grow up under a rock.
"Right, I need to get to work, do you think you could get them to extend the perimeter even further? There could be more bodies buried that they haven't gotten to yet, and I don't want any gawking teenagers to pick at my evidence." Brennan walked down the stairs and looked at the bones. "How could all of these people go missing and nobody notice?" she asked.
"Maybe they did, but no one suspected that they would be buried under the football field."
"Well, let's get them all packed up and take them back to the lab. I want the dirt for Hodgins. I'm going to need all the help I can get, I have a lot of Jane Does here." Brennan got up and started to take the stairs back up from the field. Booth followed right behind her.
"How about some lunch before we head back to the lab. I hear there's a place here with milkshakes to die for," Booth said, following her up the stairs.
"Why would you die for a milkshake?" she asked, totally missing the point.
"Not literally, it means that they're really good."
"I can't, I have a lot of bodies to identify. We need to get back to the lab," she said, heading for the SUV, the driver's side.
"Bones, who said you were driving? You know the deal. I drive, and you sit there and look pretty," Booth said opening her door for her. Wanting to get back to the lab as soon as possible she didn't protest, but simply huffed down in the passenger seat, "Now that's my good Bones," he said.
"I'm not a child," she protested.
"Of course not, Bones," he said and closed her door, leaving her to pout as he got in his side and drove off, to the burger joint in town. Luckily, they have a drive through. Booth ordered and looked over at Brennan, "Make that two," he said smirking.
"Booth, I'm not hungry," she protested.
"Fine, more for me," he said and pulled up to the next window.
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When Brennan and Booth arrived back at the lab the bodies were already there, which made Brennan a little angry because Booth had to stop for a stupid milkshake, which she had to admit was pretty good. Brennan immediately went to work on the series of remains closest to her, "What do we have Zack?" she asked.
"A series of females. All ages 16-18. Most of them of African-American descent, although a couple appear to be of European descent and the one on the end is clearly Asian," he said.
"Who is she?" Brennan asked, pointing to a young woman poking around 'her' bones.
"Someone Cam hired to help. Strait from college, needs the experience," Zack supplemented.
Brennan walked over to the young girl and extended her hand, "Dr. Temperance Brennan," she said.
She looked up and took her hand, "Sara, Sara Roberts," she said, eagerly. "Where did you find all of these bodies, it's amazing. They all appear to have had restraints on their arms and legs, although it doesn't appear that the restrains held the wrists and ankles together, but rather away from each other."
"If you're going to touch me remains, at least record your findings," she said, and went back to work. Since there were many bodies crowding the lab, she worked long past when everyone else left.