Marry Me
She looked so beautiful, just standing over the remains examining the victim. Her beautiful, long brown hair covered her face. Her grey blue eyes were staring intently on the decreased victim before her. Booth didn't know why she had to be so damn beautiful. He felt a smile creeping up on his face but remembered that they were at a crime scene and couldn't look so happy. So he but on a serious, sad face and started to listen to what Brenann was actually saying.
"Victim is male. Caucasian. Maybe 24 to 25 years old. Cause of death appears to be a gunshot wound to the back of the brain. I'll known more when I get back to the Jeffersonian"
"Do you want to ship the entire car back to the Jeffersonian?" asked Booth calling over the FBI crime scene investigation team.
"Yes. Make sure no one compromises the remains" yelled Brenann as she made her way to the car. The FBI team turned and glared at Booth.
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"What have you determined from your primarily examination, Miss Wick" said Brenann she made her way to the platform swiping her card and placing it on her lab coat.
"Well the cause of death is a gunshot to back of the brain suggesting the victim didn't see the attack coming"
"I concur your findings. You can cleans the bones once Hodgins has collected particulates and Cam can do an autopsy to see if there was any toxic substances in his systems"
"Thank you Dr. Brenann" chirped Daisy as Brenann walked over to her office for a little nap. Bones was very persistent about still being able to work with Booth in the field even though she was 7 months pregnant. Booth was hesitant but allowed this but as long as she took it easy and sat down where she could she could continue investigation gruesome murders. Bones was asleep in her office when Booth crept in and saw she was asleep. Booth sat across from her on the other chair and watched as she peacefully slept. He reached into his pocket and pulled the small red, velvet box out of his pocket he opened it and said to himself, "Maybe one day." Booth thought he said this quietly but Bones must have heard him and she began to stir. He quickly placed the box back into his pocket and walked over to Bones
"Hey Bones" Booth whispered stroking her cheek.
"Nmmmbbbbhhhhhdddd…Grrhhhhaaaahhhh" said Bones as she turned over on the couch.
"Yes Bones I know I am the most intelligent and handsome man alive"
"Go away Booth"
"I can't actually. I have an identity; the victim is Alexander Shaw, and I am going to see the family. I thought you would want to come"
"I do. But I am tired and you are the one who said I need to rest"
"Fine then. If you need anything make sure you call me" said Booth as he place a kiss on Brenann's forehead before leaving her office.
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"I am very sorry for your loss, Mrs Shaw" said Booth trying to make the distressed woman at ease as he watched the wife of Alexander Shaw bawling her eyes out.
"I can believe he is gone" said Mrs Shaw as she broke down into tears. "He said we would be together forever"
"Did your husband have any enemies or knew anyone that would try to harm him"
"Not that I know of" said Mrs Shaw between sobs.
"Thank you for your time. If you remember anything please do not hesitate to call me"
"Thank you" said Mrs Shaw as she lead Booth out of her home. Booth couldn't help but thinking the actions of Mrs Shaw was staged. She didn't seems that overwhelmed that her husband was dead.
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"Booth, the particulates that I pulled from the victim's fingernails contained traces of a woman's perfume called Summer Days" said Hodgins as he walked off the platform seeing Booth walk through the Jeffersonian doors.
"Thanks I'll look into it some more. Have you seen Brenann?" asked Booth.
"Last time I saw her she was at her desk" said Hodgins as Booth rushed off.
"Hey Bones" said Booth.
"Booth, The baby is kicking come feel it" said Brenann as Booth rushed over to her desk and placed his hand on her swollen abdomen.
"It still feels weird every time I do it." Booth's face had the biggest toothy grin on his face.
"What did you come here to talk to me about" asked Brenann.
"What?" said Booth still preoccupied with the human life growing within his girlfriend.
"What leads do we have in the case?"
"Yeah" said Booth being brought back to reality. "There was woman perfume in the nail bead of the victim suggesting that the killer was female. Also when I went to speak to the victim's wife the whole environment seemed staged"
"I'll get Angela to run a simulation to see if the wife could have committed the murder"
"I'm going to see what else I can find out on the victim" said Booth as he went over to Bones, kissed her cheek, and left her office.
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Booth was sitting at his desk in his office in the FBI's hoover building. He was looking through the file on the victim. He lived a middle class life. Had a wife with no kids and appeared to be in nothing illegal. However Booth did find something interesting. The wife hired a lawyer 4 weeks ago. She was considering getting a divorce as it says he was being unfaithful. It also said that the divorce papers were not signed and subsequently dismissed. Booth considered the evidence before him and decided that he better find out whether Mrs Shaw wore Summer Days perfume. Booth had the FBI investigate the Shaw's house where they found Summer Days perfume so Booth decided to bring in the wife for questioning.
"Sir" asked Agent Shaw as she walked into Booth's office.
"How can I help Shaw?"
"Is it true that Alexander Shaw was murdered?"
"Yes. Why?"
"He is sort of my brother" said Agent Shaw as a tear stared to stream down her face.
"I am very sorry for your loss"
"When did he die?"
"The Jeffersonian team established that he was killed the 3 days ago at about 3.30pm"
"I was with him up until that time. We were having lunch. I saw his wife following us and that is when I left"
"Thanks Shaw. Umm…It had no record of him having a sister"
"We are not blood related. His family adopted me when I was young but had to give me up when I was 14. They couldn't handle me anymore. The adoption agency lost my file"
"Did you and Alexander keep in touch?"
"Not at first. We saw each other a couple of months ago and decided to keep in touch after that"
"Thanks Shaw for all the information you have provided me" said Booth as he rushed out of his office.
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"Mrs Shaw how do you explain you perfume being imbedded in the nail beds of your husband" interrogated Booth.
"I don't know. He might have put some on the other days"
"The perfume could have only been placed there if he was scratched" stated Booth.
"Maybe I scratched him the other night"
"Did you known your husband was having an affair?" said Booth blankly.
"I had no idea" said Mrs Shaw. Booth couldn't help but notice her body language. Booth knew and could tell by her body language that she was lying.
"If you didn't know he was having an affair then why did you serve him with divorce papers two weeks ago on the ground that he was being unfaithful"
"If you must know I thought he was being unfaithful but it was a big misunderstanding. Me and my husband worked everything out and have been fine for the past two weeks"
"Then why did you shot him"
"I didn't do it"
"I can now add to the list of charges lying to a federal officer as well as murder"
"I didn't do it." A man walked into the interrogation carrying a shirt and pants inside an evidence bag as well as a gun inside another evidence bag.
"I know you did it. We searched your house and found your bloody clothes and the gun that shot your husband" said Booth as he pushed the two evidence bags towards Mrs Shaw. "The Jeffersonian team and ballistic confirmed that the blood on the clothes matches your husband blood"
"That son of a bitch said he wasn't cheating but I caught him with the same woman after he told me that he wasn't having an affair. He lied to be. He deserved everything he got" said Mrs Shaw with a malicious and manipulative smile on her faced.
"That woman he was with was his adopted sister. She is an agent with the FBI" said Booth as he walked out of the interrogation room.
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They solved this murder pretty quickly. It was the wife who thought her husband was cheating. She followed him. They fought. He scratched her. She shot him. Tossed him into his own car. Case done and dusted.
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Booth and Brenann were leaving her office and made their way to their car. They were going to head towards the diner. Get some food and go home sit on the couch and relax. Booth and Bones were holding hands, a rare display for the pair, as they walked out of the Jeffersonian saying good night to all their co-workers.
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Brenann never looked so pretty. She was sitting on the couch wearing Booth's grey tee shirt and wearing sweat pants. Booth loved it when she looked that way. She looked natural and free and it reminded him why she loved her so damn much. They were both sitting down on the couch watching TV while eating pie from the diner. Bones was about to go to bed so she got up slowly off the couch holding her stomach. Booth thought the moment was perfect. She looked as beautiful as ever and he knew that the moment was right. Booth knelt down on one knee. He placed his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small red, velvet box. He opening the box and Bones was stunned. Her expression said it all.
"Temperance, Will you…" said Booth as he gazed into his best friend and partner's eyes. "Mar…" Booth phone started to ring. He wanted to finish asking Bones the question that would make him happy for a life time but the mood was already killed.
"Booth" said Booth, quite annoyed as he answered the phone. Brenann just regained her composure. She had no idea Booth was even thinking about marriage, with the baby and all due soon she had no time to contemplate marrying Booth.
"Bones" said Booth chucking his phone on the couch sighing heavily. "We have a case"
A/N: Please tell me what you think. If many people like it I will continue with the story :P