This was inspired by Eureka. I only watched the first three episodes of Season 4 so far, so pretty much spiler-free from the show, but the main plot is the same. I really liked it and I began to imagine what would be like to have Bones's characters in that situation. Basically, they go to the past, and when they come back, things have changed. And that's how far it's similar to Eureka. After that point, everything comes from my twisted imagination.

This happens somewhere between Hannah leaving and the blizzard. Spoilers for everything that came before.

Sorry for any mistakes.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones nor Eureka.


"Now... what would that be?" Cam sounded slightly confused, which was surprising. There was a very old and weird machine in the middle of the lab, that she had no idea what it was or how it got there. And she was not upset.

"It seems like technology from the 50's." Brennan said, moving forward to examine better the object.

"What, like, from the Space Race?" Booth asked. "What is it doing here?"
"I though I made myself pretty clear on that point. I don't know what it is, what it's doing here or who brought it here." Cam did sound upset now.

"Okay, okay. Why don't we ask the security guard and go check the cameras, huh? It's better than trying to guess."

"I can't just leave now. I'm very behind on my paperwork, I need..." Brennan interrupted her:

"It's okay, Booth and I can go to look at it, right?"

"Yeah, sure." Cam looked at them, sighted and said:

"I just feel like I should be doing this, y'know? Come back and tell me what you found."

She watched them go away. Things appearing out of nowhere were not good. And she didn't have a good feeling about that particular thing.

"Hey, buddy." The guard turned around and saw Dr. Brennan and her partner in the door.

"Hello. Can I help?"

"Actually, yes." The FBI agent moved forward and said in a very casual tone "Huh, here's the thing; someone brought into the lab some kind of machine that no one really knows what it is. Now, it's not an official investigation or anything, but were you here last night?"
"Do you think I did that?"
"No, but maybe you saw who did." Dr. Brennan said like it was obvious, which was. But the guard was still offended. Her partner realized that and quickly returned the conversation to him.

"Yeah, or you could just let us take a look at it and..."

"Well, sir, you said yourself, it's not an official investigation, and I'm afraid I'm not aloud to show this tapes to anyone, unless there's a court order. I'm not holding grudges or anything" He added when the agent opened the mouth "But the FBI already asked stuff like that before and a guy got fired because he helped. Sure, the boss at the time wasn't really fond of the Bureau , but I don't wanna risk it. Sorry." He turned back, but didn't sound sorry at all. Booth sighted and pulled Brennan outside.

"Wow. I thought the problem with the FBI was only between the squints."

"I don't remember anyone being fired for helping the FBI. Do you think he was making that up?"

"I don't know. Look, I'm gonna go after the guy who was here last night and see if he's nicer. Do me a favor, okay, don't do anything with that thing, and don't let anyone do anything either. Just leave it there."
"But Booth, the machine is right in the middle of the platform. How are we supposed to work?" But he was already gone. Brennan then went straight to her office.

"So you never saw a thing?" Booth asked.

"Am I under arrest?" The guard asked. He was young. Probably a gig after college to pay bills.

"No, gee, relax. I just need to know if anyone came in during the night."

"No one, told'ya. Just the usual guys doing the round. And no one went to the platform."

"Okay, then." He sounded resigned. Nothing else to do there. Cam would just have to find something to do with it. "Thanks, man." He left the stressed guy in his chair and decided to go outside, to get some fresh air.

It was odd being there again. He was getting better, after so long, but he was. He was enjoying being there again. Booth jumped a bit when his phone rang. It was an unknown number.

"Booth."

And suddenly things changed. There was a cold breeze that came from behind, so cold it made him shiver, even though it was spring. He turned around.

The place was different. Sure, it was still the same building, but it seemed like something else he'd seen before. A military base.

A piece of paper hit his face. It was the front page of a fairly new newspaper.

'1958.

What the fu...'


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