Chapter One

Temperance Brennan held baby Christine close; her motherly instincts making her not want to leave and go to the lab. Booth had called a few moments ago, and told her to come in quickly because they had a big one on their hands. It wasn't logical to stay so wrapped up with Christine, but she let herself indulge for a few more snuggles. After that, she rushed to get Christine in the car seat, her purse and other assorted things ready, then she took off.

"There you are!" Angela greeted her, as she walked in the door to the lab after dropping off Christine. "You will never believe this case!"

Brennan knew that it didn't take much to impress Angela, so she didn't think it would surprise her. She walked into the lab, expecting to be stop by Booth or Cam with the specifics of the case. Logical thinking told her that the case must be far away, or Booth would've just called her to the scene. When she wasn't stopped by anyone, she made her way to Cam's office. Everyone, except Angela, was crowded in Cam's office.

"We need to go there, as soon as possible. It's a federal case now, and I need my team there with me." Booth was saying.

"Oh, so we're not squints anymore? We're 'your team'." Hodgins asked sarcasticly. Booth sent him a glare.

"You know what I mean." Booth clenched his jaw, "I need the best of the best for this case, and that's you guys. But the big wigs upstairs said I need Cam's permission first. What do you say, Cam?"

"Yeah, Cam, can we go?" Angela popped her head in the door, beside Brennan. She must've been briefed on the situation earlier.

"I don't see why not, especially with how much publicity this case will get once it's out. We need this solved as soon as possible." She said, tapping the manilla folder on her desk which had to be the case file.

"Yes! New York City, here we come!" Hodgins threw his fist in the air.

"I figured you'd be complaining about working for the FBI and how this is all a big conspiracy to get us to leave the lab unattended." Angela teased, only a little bit serious.

"Well, now that you mention it..." He started.

"No, just stop, forget I said anything." She put her hand up, " Go back to be excited about New York."

"Will someone please provide a logical explanation to what is going here?" Brennan finally said, not dealing well with being the odd one out.

"The FBI was called in on a case for crossing state lines, in New York and New Jersey." Booth stated clearly, " 15 bodies were found in New York, and 10 more in Jersey."

"You need us to identify them." Bones stated. "And find their killer."

"Always one step ahead of me, aren't you?" He winked.

"What are we waiting for? We need to get to New York. The longer we wait, the less evidence I have to work with!" Brennan said, thinking about how hard it would be to gather evidence if they waited days. The bodies could already be pretty far along in decomposition; they were wasting precious time.

"Bones, just calm down. We'll get there on time." Booth said, "Cam, since you're staying here in town... Could you watch Christine?"

"How can we leave her here? We could be in New York for a week!" Brennan suddenly lost her sense of logic at the prospect of being away from her daughter for so long.

"We aren't going to be gone too long, she will be fine, Bones." Booth told her.

"Um, I think I can watch her." Cam said, "That way, she can still go to the daycare here during the day."

"Thank you so much, Cam." Brennan said.

"Okay, everybody! Let's go! Our plane leaves at noon! We need to get our stuff packed. Hodgins, make sure you grab whatever you need to identify all those slimy critter things you find. Angela, do you have a mini-Angelatron or something you can take with you? Sweets, well, do you really have to come with?" Booth said, knowing Brennan knew what to do without him telling. She'd already started gathering what she'd need.

"Don't worry about my stuff, Booth, I'll be able to make facial reconstructions perfectly fine away from the lab. They just won't be as fancy or 3D as the Angelatron makes them." Angela informed him.

"I'm really uncomfortable with the fact that after all this time, you still find me useless in the field." Sweets declared. "I'm not some little kid who doesn't know what they are doing!"

"That's debatable," Booth said with a shrug, "but you and your psychology is useful on occasion, so I guess you can go."

"I will take that as a compliment, because I know your pride does not allow you to acknowledge that you really need my help on this case." Sweets stated nonchalantly.

Booth just glared at him, to caught off guard to think of a come back.

"Okay, you two, knock it off." Angela waltzed back in the room, wielding a diaper bag and laptop case slung over her shoulder. "Hodgins and I are going to drop Michael off with my dad. He's surprisingly good with babies. We'll meet you guys at the airport."