Flight 742 by Locked-up Lycan

Chapter one: Who the heck is Carl?

Disclaimer:: I don't own Bones, but it would be a WICKED AWESOME birthday present.

Who the heck is Carl::

Booth's Point of View::

"This is Flight 742 on board from Phoenix to Washington D.C., stopping briefly in Chicago. Please take a moment to locate the nearest emergency exits…" The stewardess's voice floated down the cabin. I turned to Dr. Brennan's (since when do I call her that?) assistant, Zach Addy.

" I believe they would have a greater chance at captivating their audience during the "safety speech" if they added a more visual or auditory element to it." I laughed nervously before answering his thought.

"Sometimes I could just punch them right between the eyes for being to… dull."

"Dullness refers to the reflective properties of the object in question's surface. And, if you punched them between the eyes, you would, with your strength, cause more damage to your radius and distal phalanges then her flesh." Agh, I hate it when they go technical… I slipped my sunglasses on, instantly darkening the cabin. Lying down, I planned to enjoy the next 6 ½ hours.

"Agent Booth…Agent Booth…" Something nudged my shoulder. "Agent booth, the stewardess, Breena, is here. Would you like something to drink? She has a pleasing array of sodas and juices, not to mention alcoholic beverages and energy drinks. I myself chose-"

"Arggh! Shut up Zach!" I moved out of my aisle seat and down the plane to first class.

"Bones, Bones, Bones! Control your intern! He went all…squinty on me!"

"Squinty?" She pulled her eye mask away from her face.

"You know, like 'Phalanges' and, you know…"

"No, I don't know."

"Argh! I'm moving up here!" I made to sit down.

"No, Booth! Remember last time, you almost got me in trouble!"

"Hmgh. Fine, Bon- Dr. Brennan…"

"DOCTOR BRENNAN!?!?!?!?!" A short-ish wiry man burst from coach into first class. "I am your HUGEST fan! *chough* I mean, I am familiar with your works." He said at the dirty looks from annoyed passengers.

"FBI," I flashed my badge, "Who are you?"

"Carl Dante. What are you guys doing in Phoenix?!"

"We're coming back from an archeology conference. Nice to meet you Mr. Dante, but-"

"Carl, Dr. Brennan." Carl squealed.

"I'd like some rest , if you don't mind-"

"OH! I just thought you'd like to know that there's a body in the restroom!"

"I'm sure that's true; that's where people go to-"

"No! I mean a CADAVER!!" Bones, Carl, and I flew down the cabin to the bathroom, calling for Zach as we went.

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