Second one shot, hope you enjoy ^_^
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything.
Angela Montenegro lay in her office while her coworkers were busy doing who knows what on the platform. She told them that the baby was being 'fussy' and she that needed to take a break. But that however, wasn't completely true. Yes, she did need to take a break, to be alone with her thoughts, but not because of the baby.
She took a sip of her lemonade when suddenly her phone vibrated in her pocket. Taking it out, Angela looked at the caller ID.
"Who is it?" Jack eyed her and the cell phone from his seat across the table.
"It's Brennan." She pressed accept and placed it to her ear. "Hello?"
"Angela, you and Hodgins need to get back to the lab right now!" Brennan's voice sounded frantic and desperate, not like her usual strong and calm tone.
"Sweetie what's wrong?" Angela tried to keep calm while mentally preparing herself for the worst of news. But nothing she could have done could have prepared her for what she was about to hear.
"Mr. Nigel-Murray was shot. He's dead Angela." She could hear the tears in pain stricken voice.
Tears built up at the corner of her eyes, again. She still could not understand how such an innocent boy's life could be taken away from him for no reason. To her, Vincent was the most childish of all the interns. He had that twinkle in his eyes that Angela adored; he had the heart of a youngster. A slight smile spread across her lips as she remembered the first day she had meet him, he tried to hit on her. Angela quickly pointed him in the right direction and told him to "back up and put it in park" because she was way out of his league. Not because he didn't posses the intelligence and appearance that she preferred, but because he was too young, too young to settle down. The smile vanished as soon as those last thoughts crossed her mind and she let the tears silently spill down her cheeks. She was going to miss his random, irrelevant facts, that sweet, carefree smile, and, well just everything about him.
On days like this, Angela hated her job. Death had never been a subject that she would have wanted to work with, especially when it hit close to home. Killers, murderers, she could never understand what went on in their mind. Why would they take an innocent person's life away from them? Why cause so much pain and misery to those around them? Why?
Vincent only had 6 more month of graduate work to do before he could finally get his doctorates degree. Six more months and in his eyes he could finally measure up to Brennan's expectations. He had so much to look forward to in life. A wonderful job, a beautiful wife, adorable children, the list was endless. Angela had always admired the young intern for his determination. She knew that Brennan was extra harsh on her graduate students in order to prepare them for the real life working experience. She had told Vincent on multiple occasions that he was not on task or that he had a made a mistake. But, whenever she did, he would always try to make up for it, he would work harder in order to become better, to impress his idol. And she loved that about him.
Angela gently placed her hand on her growing belly. The baby would arrive soon, just a couple more weeks. As that thought struck her, a fearful feeling sparked in the pit of her stomach. The same thing could happen to her child; what happened to Vincent could happen to her baby. Angela made a silent promise to herself. She was not going to let that happen, and she was not going to let Vincent be forgotten, ever.
There wasn't that much interaction between Angela and Vincent but one think that I always thought she liked about his was his happy-go-lucky spirit. Please tell me what you think.
