Summary: Booth and Brennan's pasts catch up to them on one case, leading them both into uncharted waters.

Warnings: Spanking (in later chapters), swearing, violence and mentions of murder.

Chapter One: The Body In The Cabin

The air had an almost crisp chill to it as they made the trek up the beaten path towards the cabin that housed a gruesome set of decomposing remains that signalled the beginning of a new case for forensic anthropologist, Dr. Temperance Brennan and FBI, Special Agent Seeley Booth.

The pair had been partners for a few years now and the strained working relationship they had once had, had blossomed into a wonderful friendship that show a lot of potential to be something much, much more, if only they were willing to admit the feelings, it was so clear to those who knew them, that they had.

After the brisk forty minute walk, they arrived at the cabin that was already surrounded by local authorities and FBI specialist going about their jobs. The beautiful and serious woman ignored everyone around her as she set to work, looking over the remains in front of her.

"The victim is male, mid to late thirties, there is evidence of blunt force trauma to the skull" she informed Booth as she did her preliminary check over the remains, "So what do you think Bones, murder?" he asked his partner.

"My preliminary findings all indicate murder, I need to get the body back to my lab before I can tell you more" she said as she got up and started to leave, Booth bark the order "you heard the lady, the remains are off to the Jeffersonian".

He followed Brennan outside, down the track and to his car, before driving them both back to her lab, discussing the case, among other things, as they drove.

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At the lab, Temperance and her team were working hard, figuring out the cause of death and trying to identify who the man the remains had once been was. Angela was working on the sketch, trying to ignore the nauseas feeling that was almost a constant in her life lately.

Her life had changed so much in the last year and a bit, starting with her pregnancy to now ex boyfriend Wendell, he was a great guy and she would always care for him, he was also a wonderful father to their baby girl that she had given birth to in Paris just seven months earlier, when she had been living there with her new husband, Jack Hodgins.

She had been a little sad that Wendell hadn't been there to see his little girl, Michaela Rose, come into the world and had missed the first few months of the baby's life. Jack was the loving and doting Stepdad who, she recorded the birth and every minute of little Caeley's life so that Wendell, who he happens to be rather good friends with, didn't have to truly miss out.

Not long after returning home had Angela told Jack that he was going to have a biological child of his own before Caeley even turned one. Ange was now five months pregnant with her second child and was struggling with the fatigue and nausea that seemed to be lasting a lot longer this time.

Working while pregnant and missing her baby was tough but she had managed to cut down on her time at work, she had made the decision that she would only come into work for a FBI case until after the new baby came and maybe even a little longer.

Although she did trust their nanny, Marsha, she still felt guilty leaving Caeley behind and had worked as hard as she could to try and make sure that she, Jack or Wendell were with the baby as often as possible, leaving the nanny working only a few days a week at most.

Angela had finished the sketch, looking at the handsome man in the drawing, she felt sad, she wondered who this man had been, and if he had left a family behind. She scanned the picture into her computer and started a missing persons search before going to show the others the man's face that she had drawn.

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"Hey, how are you feeling? Is the little Bug giving you trouble?" Hodgins asked his wife as she joined the rest of them on the platform "I'm fine Hodgy, a little nauseas but otherwise I'm fine" she assured him before getting back to work.

"Ok so here's what I've come up with" she turned the drawing around to show them as she said it "I haven't got a name yet, but the computer is searching now" she finished saying, right now she wanted to get away from the putrid body and lay down on the sofa in her office, relax and call the nanny to check on her little Caeley.

Brennan was looking from the picture to the body and back again, a look of sadness and worry seeping through her usual mask "Sweetie, is everything okay?" Angela asked; go to her best friend and sister in heart's side in worry.

The usually composed woman shook her head "I know who this is" she said, her eyes fixed now on the remains "who Sweetie?" Ange asked, she was worried now, she hadn't seen her friend react so strongly to a body since her mother's.

"His name is Dr. Daniel Ashmorow" she said still not looking up from the body in front of her "oh no, Christopher, where's Christopher" she muttered in fear and sadness. Hodgins had gone to the nearest computer and type in the name Brennan had given them.

The missing persons report had said that he was, Daniel Mark Ashmorow, age thirty-seven. Moved to America from Christchurch, New Zealand almost two years earlier, his was reported missing by a neighbour three weeks ago, his ten year old son Christopher had been placed in foster care for the time being.

Remembering that Temperance had asked about Christopher, Jack spoke up "it says here that he moved her from New Zealand nearly two years ago and has been missing for three weeks, his ten year old son Christopher has been placed in foster care".

Open hearing the words 'Christopher' and 'Foster care' Brennan jumped into action "Booth we need to go to social services now, I have to see Christopher, I have to know he's alright" she had rushed off to the car park without filling them in, leaving her confused friends and colleagues staring after her in bewilderment .

A/N: I know, I shouldn't start yet another fic, but I couldn't help it. I'm hoping to really develop the strange and unique family bond of the Jeffersonian team and a few others along the way, to see how they cope with family, children etc. Please let me know what you think.