The Deceit in the Boy
AN: Hello! This is my very first fanfiction and I hope you like it! Reviews are welcome, try to keep them constructive.
Anyway, this story is set right after Zack is put in McKinley. Brennan needs a new intern and hires Holly (the OC), who went to college with Zack.
This story will be told from alternating points of view, between Holly and Sweets. Hope you enjoy!
*Disclaimer - I do not own Bones or any of the characters (One can only dream...), except for Holly. She's all mine.
Chapter One - Holly POV
Somewhere in Washington DC, a couple is fighting.
"I…I can't believe you'd d...do this to me. After everything that happened between us. I…I'd
never thought you'd lie." The girl stammers.
"I did it because I care. I'm sorry you had to find out this way." The boy replies
apologetically.
"No. No! Don't do that! Say you were only doing it to protect me when it was just you being a
coward." The girl begins to leave. "I can't do this. Not anymore." The girl leaves. The boy begins
to run after her. He flings open the door.
"Wait! Holly!" His voice begins to trail off as he realizes she's not coming back. The boy
retreats back to his apartment, defeated.
Allow me back up several months.
I've always known what I wanted to do with my life. I wanted to be a scientist.
Although, now as I'm standing outside the Jefferson Institution in DC, I'm starting to
wonder why. The building is rather large, and intimidating. I look up, and stand there
dumbfounded, as it all starts to sink in. I'm really doing this.
I finally tear my gaze away from the massive building long enough to realize that It's
nearly nine, and I'm going to be late. Crap. Way to start my first day. I hurriedly run
inside. I hope no one notices…
When I was eight, my mother died. I learned from an early age that nothing is permanent,
and that people often leave, without notice. It was just me and my dad after that, I had no
siblings. After my mom died, we moved from New York, to my father's old home, a
small town in New Hampshire. Growing up in such a small town, all I ever wanted was to
leave. I finally found my way out when I entered high school. It became apparent that I
was excellent in the sciences. When I graduated high school, I was offered a full ride to
Stanford and Yale. I graduated with honors, from the latter.
If I was being honest, my intentions of coming to DC were of a different nature. I wanted to see
my best friend. I knew he worked at the Jeffersonian and that was why I had applied for the job.
I hadn't seen him since he left for Iraq.
Zach and I met on the first day of our freshman year of college. We were enrolled in the same
Multi-Variable Calculus class. I had just answered a particularly difficult question when he turns to
me, asks my name, and then proceeded to turn back to the board as if nothing had happened.
At the end of class I went up to him and asked him what that was about. He said that I was the
only girl he had ever known who was even remotely as interested in math as he was. After that,
we would frequently get together to study, and soon it blossomed into something more. A
friendship. We were practically inseparable after our first semester. We just had so much in
common. I missed him so much, but I knew I couldn't tell him that. He just saw things
differently. Anyway, when I heard there was a job opening I simply jumped at the chance.
Something I don't do very often.
"Miss Edwards?" I hear someone call my name, bringing me out of my thoughts and back
down to earth.
"Yes?" I reply hesitantly.
"Your badge, miss." The guard hands me my brand new ID card. I look at my picture. My
dark brown hair looks almost black in the light, making my already pale face, even paler.
"Oh well", I think to myself, "I'm here to work not look great."
"You're all set. You can head on down now." the man who handed me my card gives me
directions to where I'm supposed to go. I leave the security office and make my
way to the lab. I'm supposed to meet Dr. Temperance Brennan there. She's a forensic
anthropologist and a best-selling author. And my hero.
I follow my directions and find myself in the lab. "Wow." I say to myself. "This is even
better than I imagined." I'm grinning as I make my way towards Dr. Brennan's office. I
peek my head in the window, she's talking to a man dressed in a black suit. They appear
to be arguing. Not wanting to interrupt I wait patiently, however, she must have seen me
because all the sudden I hear, "You can come in now."
Despite feeling a little silly, I stride in confidently and greet my new advisor. "I'm Holly
Edwards" I say as she gives me a look of confusion, "Your new intern?"
"Oh. Yes." She shakes my hand. "I don't really familiarize myself with all of my grad
students."
"Of course." I say a tad disappointed. I've only wanted to be like her since I was fourteen.
"Well I've got a crime scene to investigate. I don't want my remains compromised." She
starts towards the door. I stand there motionless.
The man from earlier approaches me, "I'm agent Booth. Dr. Brennan's partner." He tells
me. "Sorry about Dr. Brennan. She's not great with the living. Why don't you go meet your
new boss, Camille Saroyan. She's out on the forensics platform."
"Thank you. I'll just be leaving now." I make my exit quickly and go find Dr. Saroyan
brace myself after my encounter with Dr. Brennan.
Several hours later and I'm up to my elbows in decomposed human remains.
"The victim was male, approximately 35-40 years old." I tell Dr. Saroyan, or Cam as she told me
to call her.
"Good job Miss Edwards. And welcome to the team."
"Some team." Hodgins says.
"Any luck with identification Angela?" Cam calls out.
"Well since all I have is a small fragment of a skull, no. I'm not magic people." Angela
replies.
"Well keep trying." Cam says encouragingly.
I turn back to cataloguing injuries and begin to wonder where Zach is. Maybe someone here
knows him.
"Hodgins?" I ask.
"Yes, Miss Edwards?"
"It's Holly. I was just wondering if you knew a Zach Addy? It was my understanding that he
worked here."
"You know Zach? He never mentioned a Holly…"
"Oh. Did you know each other?" I ask.
"He was my best friend."
"Mine too." I say with a hint of longing in my voice. Several moments pass before either of us say
anything.
"Holly" He sighs. "Zach is in a psychiatric hospital. He helped a cannibalistic serial killer. He killed
someone."
I can't even process what Hodgins has just said. Zach, a killer? He could never. I knew that boy
like the back of my hand. He was my best friend in the entire world. I couldn't even imagine. I
begin to walk out of the room. I know what I have to do.
"What hospital?"