Beyond the Bones

Booth and Brennan are once again off to solve another puzzling case with the solid facts of forensic science. However this case soon proves truly unusual. Everything from the unknown causes of death to the random blue police box in the field just seems to complicate the case more and more. Not even the bones can help Doctor Brennan make sense of it all. It seems the two may just have to seek other worldly support if they want to solve this case.

Disclaimer: I don't own Booth (although I wish I did) or Bones or any charecters from the series. I also don't own Ten (but if I did I'd be beside myself) or the TARDIS. They belong to FOX or BBC, I'm just borrowing.

A/N: This is a story filled of many firsts for me. It is my first crossover story, first Bones fanfic and first Doctor Who fanfic. So expect character, er discrepencies. I really tried to work them out the best I can, so hopefully its okay. Being American I haven't seen the whole third season of Doctor Who, so I made it post Doomsday, it could be post season 3 because I sort of spoiled myself. But in anycase I chose not to include Martha because I just don't feel comfortable writing her character yet. Anywho reviews are always appreciated along with constructive critisim.

Without a Cause

It was a scorching July afternoon when Agent Seely Booth was told to come and investigate a crime scene in Pennsylvania. He was accompanied by his partner, world renowned anthropologist and occasional author, Temperance Brennan. Usually when Brennan was asked to come it meant there were bones that needed examination. Booth and Brennan have been partners for close to two years and have solved numerous cases. Little did they know this case would bare no similarity to any of the previous ones. In fact this case could easily be classified as atypical.

The scene itself was a popular campground nestled in the dense Pennsylvania forest. The vehement sun kissed the tops of the trees, which acted like a canopy keeping all moisture in. This in turn made the area more oppressive, and the thick smell of rotting flesh unbearable. Tents were pitched between the trees and an extinguished fire pit sat in the center. All would seem placid and beautiful if not for the noxious aroma of decaying corpses. Once through the veil of branches and pine, three bodies could be spotted, clearly to be hidden from the rest of the campers.

Doctor Brennan pulled out her recorder and began to describe victim number one.

"Caucasian male, mid to late twenties. Trauma to the head, however cause of death remains unknown." She said with little infliction in her voice.

"Oh God," Booth said shielding his nose from the overwhelming stench, "How long have they been here?"

"Not overly long," She replied, "The heat is just speeding the decomposition process."

"Really? I couldn't tell." Booth remarked, "So the blow to the head, that's what killed them?" he asked not hearing what she had said before.

"No, whatever weapon was used didn't even strike bone." Brennan said lifting the head of the victim. She frowned slightly as she carefully examined the victims facial structure. Sheer terror and pain could be seen in their lifeless eyes. A gash cut across their forehead and was covered by a thin layer of soil, acting almost like a protective sealant.

"Zach what signs do the other victims show?" Brennan asked.

"The other two have similar wounds, but no solid cause of death." Zach Addy replied from where the other bodies were.

"Could you collect soil samples for Hodgins? This way we could get a better idea of their time of deaths." Brennan remained perplexed on why there was no apparent cause of death. The bones should be telling her everything and yet it was obvious that something wasn't quite right.

"Yes Doctor Brennan. Something wrong? Zach asked Booth noticing the repugnance on his face.

"No, I'm fine." Booth said wiping away any signs of disgust.

"Decomposition, although not pleasent, is a normal part of the life cycle Booth," Zach explained. He knew he had to be patient when it came to Brennans partner. To Booth, anything that was scientifically related might as well be in a foreign language.

"Yeah, thanks Zach." Booth replied annoyed.