Lovers In A Cornfield: Chapter 1
A/N: Every story is a love story, but every story must also have its fair share of angst, adventure, threatening letters, drama, kidnap, hurt, comfort and sexy FBI agents. If this Is not your type of story, Do Not Proceed.
I own bones… I'm its creator…Every episode belongs to me… yeah, I wish. .
Copyright 2007, BlackTieAffair. Violators will be shot, survivors will be shot again.
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"Where are we again?" Dr. Temperance Brennan had to jog to keep up with her partners rushed strides. They were walking towards a huge corn field, which had already been lined off with police tape.
"A corn field Bones." Booth replied
"Well I can tell that." She was slightly annoyed. "Why are we in the cornfield, you didn't tell me anything about the case."
"You'll see it in a minute, we're already an hour late, hurry up."
"Well Its not my fault you chose the expressway, I told you there would be traffic. You should have gone down North Country Road, it would have been faster."
"Okay, okay, just come on alright?" Booth looked down at his watch and speed up his pace a bit more, at which point Brennan almost had to run. Luckily the crime scene appeared before them within seconds. Almost ten rows of corn had been crushed to make room for the FBI and local police department.
There were cops everywhere, and Brennan had to push through quite a few groups of them before she came upon the remains. Two bodies were lying in a pit, about six feet long and three feet across. Their limbs were intertwined, and as Brennan looked closer at them, she saw that one decomposing hand grasped the other. She climbed down into the pit, which was about four feet deep, and started to examine the remains closest to her.
"Female, mid to late twenties, about five feet, six inches. Cause of death…" she paused and lifted the skull a bit, bulling back a thin layer of flesh, "Blunt force trauma to the head, probably caused by a heavy metal object, like a bat."
"How original." Booth muttered. "What about the second victim?"
Brennan stepped over the bodies to the opposite side of the pit, then bent down to examine the other body. "Male, again mid to late twenties. About Five feet ten inches. Cause of death, massive internal bleeding, cause: unknown." She stood up. "We'll be able to tell more once we get the remains to the lab." Booth helped her out of the pit, then gave directions to a police officer for the remains to be sent to the lab.
"Hungry Bones?" Booth asked as they walked back to the car.
"Not really, but I'm up for a coffee." She told him.
"Okay, there's a dinner nearby that we can stop at on the way home." He told her as they got into the car, "Its really good."
The Next Day
Brennan woke up at six that morning, at was at the lab no less then an hour later. She was pleased to find both bodies ready to be examined, as they had arrived by the over night shipping express. The lab was basically empty, save for a few security guards and one or two other scientists busy in their offices. She put on her blue lab coat, latex gloves and safety goggles, then began an 'external' examination.
Within the next hour and a half the other 'squints' had arrived, and the flesh had been boiled off of the bones, leaving them clean for Brannan to examine.
Booth arrived around noon, and everyone seemed happy to see him, as apart from two bodies, the day had been rather dull. Angela was the first to spot him.
"Hey look Tempe, here comes your knight in shining armor."
Brennan glanced up as Booth entered the platform and walked over to where she was examining the victims vertebrae. "Hey booth. She said, squinting at the bone as she held it up against the light.
"Hey Bones." He walked around behind her and leaned over her shoulder, looking at the bones with a feigned interest. The rest of the team had begun to gather around the table as well, to discuss their findings.
"Booth do you mind? I'm trying to work."
"I'm not preventing you from working," he said with a slight smirk.
"You, leaning over my shoulder, distracts me."
"Why Bones, that's awful forward don't you think?" He asked her, laughing.
"Ooh its getting hott in here." Angela chimed in.
"I didn't mean it that way!" Brennan said, quick to defend herself, but Booth couldn't help but notice the slight blush that had creped up her cheeks.
However, before anyone else had a chance to reply, a security guard called her over and gave her an envelope that had been marked as: "Private, Top Priority"
She slit the envelope and quickly read the message. Booth, who noticed the worried look that came over her face walked over to her. She handed him the message to read.
DROP THE CASE OR YOU WILL BE THE NEXT ONE IN THE CORNFIELD
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