The Grand Scheme of Bones and Angel
Part 1: The Bodies
"So, why am I being called in when there is no bones?" Dr. Temperance Brennan asked her partner as she stared at a corpse that was pasty white.
"Because this has became an FBI case and the director wants me to use you and the other squints to figure out what has happened to her and all the others found this way. He says you guys are the best and he wants this to get this case closed fast before there's more bodies," Seeley Booth patiently explained. Brennan sighed and kneeled beside the dead women and examined her a second before talking.
"She was killed like the others: drained of blood, her humerus, ulna, and radius were broken on both arms. So were the tibia, fibula, and femur. Both of her patella's were smashed, it looks like," Brennan said as she probed the knees with her gloved fingers. When she felt it all she felt was flesh and hard bone fragments when she should've felt solid bone.
"So, torture," Booth concluded. Brennan nodded absently. She stood up and walked around the small bedroom of an abandoned house. There were two more bodies in the room all with similar torture signs; except for the second girl when she had all of her phalanges broken and along with her wrist. Brennan moved from the room into the living room where there were three men; all of the men were only drained of they're blood. In the kitchen Brennan opened the fridge and found in the crisper a small container of what looked like blood. Brennan called in a lab technician and told him to send it to the Jeffersonian and then told Booth what she found.
"Blood?" he asked.
"Yeah, it looks like it, Cam will positively identify it," Bones replied.
"Well, I found out who this house belongs to," Booth said.
"Really? Who?"
"A man named Angel. No last name. What, his parents decided not to give him they're last name?"
"Is he a drug dealer?"
"No, he's a PI."
"A private investigator? In Washington D.C.?" Bones asked.
"Nope; in L.A. Looks like we're going on a road trip," Booth smiled. Bones frowned.
"Great. Let's go back to the Jeffersonian and see what is going on there," Bones said and walked out to the car.
"I get to drive," Booth said.
"Ok."
"Alright," Booth sighed and drove quietly toward the Jeffersonian. That wasn't at all like Bones so Booth decided to ask Angela about it later while Bones was busy. They got to the Jeffersonian and went in and asked Cam what she got off the bodies since they arrived before Bones and Booth did.
"I found that some of the internal organs had been ruptured but there was no bruising; so I looked closer and noticed that it wasn't enough to kill them fast so the bruises could've faded before they died if they were kept that way," Cam informed them.
"Is that what killed them?" Bones asked.
"No, they were drained of blood." Cam said. Bones sighed and said, "Vampires?"
"Yup, see?" Cam pointed to two little puncture wounds on the victim's neck. "I guess you're going to have to hire the Slayer."
"Maybe, we'll see. I'll be right back," Booth remarked then left Bones with Cam to talk to Angela.
"Hey. Angela, can I talk to you, private?" Booth asked when he saw Hodgins was with her.
"Yeah, sure. Honey, I'll see you later," Angela told Hodgins and kissed him, "So, what's up?" Booth sat down on the couch so Angela wouldn't have to get up.
"Something is wrong with Brennan. She has been too logical lately; since she's your friend I'm hoping you know what's wrong," Booth said.
"Oh, of course something is wrong. After she got the courage to tell you that she loved you, you said you didn't feel that way anymore then Hannah cheated on you with her ex-husband. As if that wasn't enough you got shot then told Temperance that you still had feelings for her but since you've healed you've done nothing to make her believe that you were actually telling the truth or lying because you thought you were dying," Angela replied.
"Oh…" Booth was speechless. Angela patted his hand and got up laboriously because she was quite big in the belly. Booth was too lost in his own thoughts to help her get up. Bones popped her head in and asked if Booth was ready to go to L.A. Booth nodded and then they learned that they would take an F.B.I. issued plane to get to L.A. Booth figured by the time they landed in L.A. in five hours he would have thought things through.