A/N: OK I know that Booth is five years older than Brennan, but the purposes of this fic, they are 4 months apart, Booth being older. Also did NOT know about Con Man in the Meth Lab.

Also for the purposes of this fic, this story will be switching back and forth between the present and past, this being the past. Whenever, I have Tempe and Seeley, it's the past, unless David or Emily are talking.

What Happened in High School Prologue

Temperance Jaine Brennan kept her head down as she entered her high school in Pittsburg, Philadelphia. She was the silent, got-her-work-done type of gal. Not at all like the start quarter back, Seeley Keene Booth. It was her senior year at John Adams High School. SB, as Temperance thought of him, was a jerk who was facing failing anything and everything but gym.

She hated him. He had it all. A brother who was in the Navy. A loving mother. A caring dad. A stable home.

And what did Tempe Brennan have? Nothing. She had a foster home. She had a garbage bag full of clothes that barely fit. Her textbooks. The only things she really possessed was her love of science and writing. Her parents had disappeared when she was 15. Russ, her older brother, had left not long after. Did anyone care for her?

Her parents were most likely dead. Russ…Who cared about him? He could rot in hell for all Tempe cared.

The first class Tempe had, was A.P. Chemistry with Mrs. Conlin. Mrs. Conlin was that weird, wacky science teacher that made everyone love science and everything to do with it.

As she walked down the 500 hall, she bumped into someone. That someone being none other than Seeley Booth. He had accidentally knocked all the books from her arms. As she bent to pick them up, he kneeled beside her. He handed her the mystery book she had been reading. She muttered, "Thank you…"

They both stood up. Tempe looked around. Where was his normal gaggle of giggling, glamorous girls? He said, "Are you new here?"

"No."

"Then why didn't I notice such a beautiful girl?"

"You were too busy fucking Mackey Johnson, Booth."

Seeley was taken aback. He hadn't expected such a forceful response from the girl in front of him. "Well, you obviously know who I am. Who are you?"

"My own worst nightmare."

Seeley refrained from rolling his eyes. "Name please."

"Demanding as well as popular… Why am I not surprised…" she said, turning her back to him.

"Come on…What's your name?"

"None of your business. Now butt out of my life and stay out of it." Tempe stalked away.

Seeley was in shock. No one had ever talked to him that way. She was an interesting girl, that was for sure.

At lunch, he spotted her again, sitting in the library. She was eating nothing, but reading the book he had handed her earlier that day. He said to his buddy, Justin, "Hey. Who's that girl in the library, reading that book?"

Justin glanced through the window into the library. "Oh. Her? That's Temperance Brennan. Foster care. Real nerd. She never eats. I've never seen her eat anything. She answers every question Mr. Lewis asks in Anatomy. From what I've heard, she's been in foster care since she was 15. No one knows why she is in foster care. She won't talk about it. You know, if she acted like a somewhat normal person, she'd be hot."

Seeley glanced once more at Temperance and said, "Who are her foster parents?"

"The Murrays."

He was shocked. Nick Murray was a drunken slob who could barely afford his house payments, let alone care for a teenage girl. He wife, Jessica Murray, was a telemarketer. She didn't make much money. What money she did make went straight to Nick's drinking. Whatever money they got from the state, was probably used to pay off whatever debts Nick had made the last time he was drunk. "Nick and Jessica Murray? Those Murrays?"

Justin nodded. "I feel sorry for her. Nick probably makes her his slave. I can hear him now. 'Bitch! Get this! Bitch! Get that!' I bet you he doesn't even know her name."

Seeley nodded. "No shit…"

Justin caught sight of his friend's face. "Seel…What are you thinking? This is the most unpopular girl in our school. She's not worth the effort."

"You didn't see her this morning."

Justin shook his head as Seeley walked into the library.

Seeley sat down across from Tempe. "Hey, Temperance."

"Don't call me Temperance," she said, not looking up from her book. She hadn't even recognized his voice, she was that into her book.

He said, "OK. What do you want me to call you?"

"Tempe." She closed her book and said, "Evangeline was never murdered. She had gone into hiding and years later, her sister's husband had fallen in love with Evangeline."

To his questioning look, she held up the book. "I got bored. I figured it out."

He said, "Have you read that before?"

"No. I bought it yesterday, when Jessica decided to give me money."

Seeley's heart went out to the girl. "I'm sorry."

She gave him a look. "For what?"

"You have to live with the Murrays. That must not be fun."

She sighed. "Yeah. Me too. I just wish…"

Seeley waited for a moment. Then,

"You wish what, Tempe?"

"That Mom was here. She'd be able to tell me what to do."

He hadn't really been expecting her to talk about her parents. He said, "Oh…What happened to them?"

"They abandoned my brother and me a month before Christmas."

"I didn't know you had a brother."

"He left after Christmas that year."

"Oh. I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything. Wait…You're the most popular guy in school. Why are you talking to me? Do you need someone to take your Biology final for you?"

Seeley was shocked. "No! I take my own finals, thank you very much!"

She raised her eyebrows at him and said, "Uh-huh. Whatever…"

"It's true! But anyway, did you notice we have a project in Chemistry together?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I did…Why?"

"My mother hates the Murrays, but she could convince a tree to drop its leaves in spring."

Tempe said, "I don't know what that means."

Now Seeley knew what Justin had meant when he said 'if she was normal'. "It means she can be very convincing."

"Oh."

"Yeah. She can convince Jessica Murray to let you stay at my place for the weekend to work on our project."

Tempe attempted a smile. "That'd be nice. But what would your mother say about me staying at your house for the weekend?"

Seeley smirked. "The minute she finds out that you live with the Murrays, Mom won't let you out of her sight."

"That's physically impossible. She can't keep her eyes on me for every second of the day, Booth."

"Seeley. Please. Call me Seeley. And what I mean is, Mom will like you a lot. I can tell. Call it a gut feeling."

"Oh…OK. Booth works just fine, especially if we are going to be partners."

He smiled and sat back. Tempe was silent for a moment. Then,

"You realize, being seen with me, Tempe, that strange foster kid, is the kiss of death for your social standing."

Seeley shook his head. "Not for me. You're a nice person, Tempe."

She smiled again, but a real smile this time. "Thanks."

Friday After School

Seeley and Tempe climbed out of Seeley's '67 Ford Mustang. When she questioned his choice in cars, he said, "I like old cars."

They were standing in front of an old farm house, and on a five acre plot of land. Tempe said, "It's very pretty out here."

"Glad you like it."

Unconsciously, Seeley placed he hand in the small of her back and guided her to the house. Mrs. Booth stood inside the kitchen. She turned around when she heard the front door open and Seeley call, "Mom! We're here!"

"In the kitchen! I've got cookies!"

Seeley practically dragged Tempe behind him to get to those cookies of his mother's.

Tempe stood in the doorway as Seeley sat down and shoved a cookie in his mouth. Mrs. Booth noticed Tempe and said, "Seel? You didn't say you had a new girlfriend. She's gorgeous." Mrs. Booth looked Tempe in the eyes. "Intelligent too. Don't let this one slip through you're fingers, Seeley."

He swallowed quickly and said, "I'm not dating her. This is Temperance Brennan. I told you about her. She's in foster care, living with the Murrays. Mom, you know what the Murrays are like."

Mrs. Booth's eyes lit up with fire. "You poor thing! Are you hungry? Jessica Murray never has been able to make anything. You must be starved. Here. Have a cookie."

She guided Tempe to a seat and took the plate of cookies away from her son and handed them to the future forensic anthropologist. Tempe tentatively took a cookie and took a small bite. "These are good! I haven't had cookies this good since…"

Mrs. Booth quickly sat beside Tempe and said, "Since what, dear…?"

"Since Mom and Dad left."

Tempe's voice was almost a whimper, so Mrs. Booth gathered Tempe up in her arms, and stroked the girl's auburn hair. Tempe began to cry, and Seeley saw the look from his Mom saying, "Go work on your car. I'll take care of her."

Tempe cried into Mrs. Booth's chest before saying, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Booth. I shouldn't have lost it like that. I normally can compartmentalize."

Mrs. Booth said, "Call me Emily. Mrs. Booth makes me sound so old. Dear, you shouldn't compartmentalize something like loosing your parents. Seeley said they just up and disappeared?"

Tempe nodded.

Mrs. Booth said, "I already talked to Jessica Murray. You are staying here for the rest of the weekend."

"Thank you, M—Emily."

"No problem dear. You can stay every weekend here."

"Em! I'm home! Picked up the mail!"

"In the kitchen, Dave!"

David Booth walked into the kitchen. He looked like an older version of Seeley, but David had green eyes, and Seeley had those chocolate brown eyes.

He saw a teenage girl about Seeley's age being held by his wife. He said, "Do I need to have a talk with Seel about breaking girls hearts?"

Emily shook her head. "No. This is Temperance Brennan. The foster girl the Murrays took in."

David's eyes narrowed. "Oh."

There was a whisper of, "Don't call me Temperance."

Emily soothed the girl by stroking her hair. "What do you want us to call you, sweetheart?"

"Tempe…"

David said, "OK. Girl moment. I'll take it Seeley's out in the garage, so I'll go join him."

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OK…Do you know how hard it was to write Seeley instead of Booth? I just replaced 30 Booth's with Seeley or Seel. And Temperance and Tempe? Even harder. 34.

What did you guys think. Basically, my plot, Booth has minor amnesia, and remembers the first part of his senior year, and not the second half with Brennan. His parents might come back. I like Emily and David…

Read and Review, please. Do you want this to continue or not?

IKSMF signing out.