I love this show and decided to try my hand at writing a fanfic for it!

Temperance Brennan had seen many crime scenes, too many to count, but this one was exceptionally gruesome. She examined the remains, if the sight wasn't bad enough, the stench was beyond overbearing. The smell of a strong cleaner, partially cooked meat, and days of decay singed her nose. For some reason it all sickened her more than usual, but she had to finish her job.

"The victim seems to be female, by the pelvic bones and the size of the skull, it's possible she was between eighteen to early twenties." Temperance sighed and stood "I can't discern anything more until we get to the lab, there's too much flesh."

Cam knelt down "That's my cue to take over; there are lacerations to the arms and her legs, probably to make cooking the victim and disposing in a strong cleaner of some sort to try to rid of the body fast. Also by the amount of scavenging, decay, and bug infestation Hodgins can give us an actual length of how long this victim has been deceased."

Temperance quickly turned away taking a few deep breaths as Booth jotted a few things down "Okay, can you tell me anything about ethnicity? Hey Bones, are you okay?"

"I'm extraordinary, just focus on the case, I'll be fine." Temperance groaned starting to step a little further away from the victim.

"Yes, by some of the less cooked flesh I find she's Caucasian. Dr. Brennan, where are you going?" Cam looks up to Temperance hurrying away and towards a nearby tree.

Booth hurries over to Temperance's side to find she is gagging "This is new, is something wrong Bones?"

She sighs and looks back at him "I'd very much like to go now. I'm not needed right now and-"

"Hey Dr. Brennan, come look at this." Cam called looking over at her team member cutting off whatever else Temperance was about to say.

Temperance took a few more deep breaths and returned to the victim and Cam "What is it?"

"The victim not only has a melted ring, it seems, and her wallet is completely intact with ID." Cam pointed out "Whoever did this purposely left the wallet. They didn't care to hide the victim's identity, but if that was the case why the brutal treatment."

"Okay, that is evidence we can use. I'm telling you, this killer wants to be caught." Booth put his pad away as Temperance hurried off again.

Temperance stumbled behind the nearby tree this time and got sick. Before she stood straight a familiar warm hand rubbed her back gingerly. She didn't have to look to see that it was Booth and she slowly straightened up. His arm slid around her and she looked at him disappointedly.

"What's wrong, was it something you ate or a bug?" Booth wondered concerned and turned to Cam "Hey Cam, we're leaving for the lab and such, Temperance isn't needed anymore, right?"

Cam stared at her friends and colleagues concerned by Booth supporting Temperance "Of course, go on ahead."

"I think, I'm fine now Booth. It's probably nothing." Temperance smiled reassuringly and pushed him away.

Booth stayed practically glued to her side until she was in the vehicle. Then he was in the driver's seat and silently pulling away from the scene. He didn't believe that Temperance was truly okay, but she was too hardheaded so she'd never listen to him.

"So what do you think an easy case or what?" Booth tried to be polite and levelheaded.

Temperance glanced at him knowingly "That depends, on fake ID, or any other possible complications. That crime scene is not where that person was originally murdered. Anyways I'm fine, I think it had more to do with smell than anything."

"Fine, but you do it again and I'll take you to the hospital because that was unlike you." Booth smiled and drove on.

Temperance shook her head "If it will help you feel better, I'll gladly go if it reoccurs. I doubt it will though, I am usually very controlled in these situations, I do cases with you every day."

Booth rolled his eyes "Just because you work with it every day does not make you immune to all the barbaric things we've come across. Sweets would say it has to do with a psychological mumbo-jumbo thing."

"As you know I don't believe in Sweet's psychology and anyways it's likely that it was just how strong the fumes were. I need you to check on Christine after we get to the lab for me." Temperance smiled at him.


Temperance stood in Hodgins's office as he explained "Its industrial cleaner that's for sure, but I'm still narrowing down the kind. There was some sort of oil covering the victim's body as well; large traces seeped into the wounds. I'll tell you what I find."

Hodgins eagerly stared at his new little bug buddies in their container before looking up "I wish I had been there at the scene, but I got caught up with paperwork here. They said you got sick, man that is a rarity."

"Hodgins thank you for the briefing, and you should concentrate on the job, not on what my stomach does." Temperance gives him a disgusted look "What is that smell?"

Hodgins sighs and looks around "It doesn't smell any worse than normal except for the added smell of the ground bugs that I recently got. Some of them died from the chemical cleaner."

Temperance nods beginning to walk away "Excuse me just get back with me on your findings later."

Temperance couldn't leave the room fast enough; she gagged a little, before composing herself to step up to the platform where the victim lay. She slowly began to check through Cam's findings in the binder and her own as she went over the remains again. Again the smell revolted her, they had yet to clean the bones because Hodgins and the others were still gathering particulates, but she went over the bones she could see and x-rays. There were nicks where the object used to cut the skin had made contact with the bones. She held her breath as she backed away and turned to the belongings that the girl had on her.

The victim had yet to be identified, but it was clear by the x-rays that she was some sort of writer. Cam walked up onto the platform after briefly swiping her badge and walked over to Temperance who was going back over the x-rays again.

"Dr. Brennan, did you find anything new?" Cam asked as she prepared to move the victim to finally get the victim ready for a bone cleansing.

Temperance shook her head letting go of the breath she was holding "No, nothing that would really help, but there are small nicks on the bone from whatever cut the flesh. Um, she seems like a writer, but we already knew that….Um, excuse me."

The stench of the victim and cleaner sent her hurrying away before Cam could reply. She hurried to the nearest bathroom and what little stomach content she had left, she now flushed down the toilet as she wiped at her face with a paper towel. Quickly she washed her hands and pulled a piece of gum from the pack she had in her pocket. Booth would be back at the lab soon to get her and he would surely haul her off to the hospital if he knew. She rushed back to her office to begin paperwork and make herself busy so as not to draw attention more than she had with her mad dash for the restroom.