Chapter 2. Grab my Hand

As the body lied on the examining table, distorted and broken, the team began to work on identifying him.

"Well the body seems to be broken, like Dr. Brennan said," Cam said, walking closer to the body itself. She put her gloves on, and carefully touched the remaining tissue with her index finger. "looks like bullet made a dash around here." she said pointing to the head.

"Well, if that is true Cam, there must be some broken fractures on the skull." Brennan said still feeling saddened by the whole thing. "Hodgins," she said looking up to him, "I need you to examine the bugs that were left from the tissue." she said carefully going down the stairs.

"Yes, Dr. Brennan." Hodgins said with his slide of the bugs collected from the flesh.

"What do you want me to do, Dr. Brennan?" Zack asked waiting for an instruction.

Brennan turned around, she looked at Zack that was waiting patiently for an answer. "You can clean the bones." she smiled and began to walk into her office.

"Yes, Dr. Brennan." Zack said turning around, he saw Cam and Angela laughing. "What?" he asked sarcastically.

Hodgins eyed him with a slight laughter in his eyes. "You didn't have to ask her you know Zack, she just lets you do what you do best." Angela looked at him, as if she were saying your wrong. "Alright, she does give instructions on what we can do alright but, ah, forget it." he said, he began to walk to his station; leaving the others behind. Zack looked at the girls, grabbed the skull, and quickly followed Hodgins.

"Yeah." said Cam slightly and gently removing some of the remaining flesh from the victim. She stopped for a minute and looked at Angela, "you think you can identify the victim?" she asked patiently, she looked back down at the body. "The skull is being cleaned by Zack, but when he is done I think the reconstruction can be easier." she said finishing up.

"I can do that," Angela said studying the way Brennan was before. "hey Cam, did you think Brennan was acting a little strange?" she asked with the clipboard in her embrace.

Cam looked up, trying to remember if she was acting strange a few moments ago. "Yes, she did seem a little emotional."

Angela felt distressed, "I am going to talk with her, have Zack get me when the skull is ready."

Cam nodded, as Angela went down the stairs into her best friend's office.


There she was, almost in tears; she sat alone in her office waiting for identification on the dead man. She feared it was going to be Sully, some water left from her eyes would fall soon, so she brushed them slightly and put one hand on her chin. 'I wish Booth was here, he'll make me feel better.' she laughed softly and closed her eyes. She thought of all the beautiful moments with Sully,

Sully, the way he kissed, the way he made love, and the way his voice would slow my thoughts.' Then, she thought of Booth.

Booth, he was so kind and passionate, he protected me when I was in danger, he rescued me dozens of times, he calmed me down when I was crying; and he understands who I am.' She opened her eyes to see Angela staring right at her, not too far away.

"What is it Bren?" Angela asked walking closer to her, she grabbed a chair and sat in it still looking at her with concern.

Brennan looked at her with a blank expression. "Nothing is wrong with me Ange." she said looking down at her desk.

Angela quickly put her hand fiercely down at the work that Brennan had been looking at. "Bren, I am your best friend, and I can sense that something is wrong. I really think you should talk about it." she said lacking confidence.

Brennan looked up with discontentment that had driven off her face; her eyes seemed to glare. "Nothing is-"

"There is something wrong Bren." she said trying to be calm, she almost sounded dramatic. "Just tell me."

She knew she hated psychology but her friend was right. She sighed angrily and also saddened by her different actions, then she looked at Angela feeling calm. "Alright I will." she sounded sarcastic, but it was only driven by her simple curiosity. "Do you remember Sully?" she paused and knew that Angela would soon jump to conclusions.

"Yeah." she said confused as her mind wondered within her own mindless thoughts, they just unfolded.

A tear fell down Brennan's cheek, "When we broke up, we didn't break up because we fought all the time."

Angela was paying close attention as she witnessed just how emotional Brennan could really be.

"He wanted me to go with him, but I stayed because of you guys." she knew she had to stop, because Zack was close to the door.

"Because you needed us?" she asked warmly.

She looked at her and nodded, and then looked down to her work.

"The skull is ready Angela." Zack said being patient.

Angela looked at Brennan and then Zack, "Alright Zack, I'll be there in a minute." she said smiling.

Zack nodded and took off into the interior of the Jeffersonian.

"Sweetie, everything is going alright." she said rubbing her back, but she didn't seem to look back at Angela.

"No, it won't Angela, because I think it is Sully." she said finally looking deeply into her best friends wild eyes.

"Sweetie, it might not be alright, but you may think differently about things later. Besides don't jump to conclusions."

Brennan laughed, and saw a smile of Angela's face.

As Angela left, Booth came into the room with his heart higher then his head.

"Hey Bones, is everything alright?" he asked calmly.

She looked at him with passion in his eyes. Her eyes never left his, he began to sit down on the couch. He gently knelt down and smiled.

"I guess so." 'Now that your here. Again like always your here to calm me down.' she thought. She whipped some of the remaining tears from her eyes, and put his finger gently on her chin.

They locked gazes, when they did, a spark seemed to fly into their hearts. Her heart thumbed loudly, as his wanted to make a move. But their friendship and partnership was too valuable to him.

"Bones, your going to be alright, I know you will be." he saw her smile under the heart pounding passion in her eyes.

"How do you know that Booth?" she asked gently in a mumble.

"Because I know you Bones, you're strong, and nothing is going to destroy who you are." he stopped and looked back at her with a promise. "You have come a long way, your journey as everything in the center of your heart."

Her emotions ran wild inside of her; like a cheering crowed. She felt him touch her leg, and she couldn't seem to control her actions, she looked deeper and smiled more brightly then before. By that time she was eager to kiss him there, not caring if one of their friends were watching with complete shock. But her friendship was more valuable to her. She looked at him, as he looked at her. When she spoke, Booth was at the edge of loving her more.

"Why do you care so much about me Booth?" she asked.

He almost looked at her shocked she had asked, "Because you are my partner." he smiled thinking, 'some day more then that I hope. I love you Bones, you have to understand just how much I do love you.' By this moment he longed to kiss her.

"Yeah, I know Booth." she said in a flirty kind of way. "You care about me because you're my best friend, and my partner." she smiled as she still looked into his eyes without blinking.

Booth nodded, as they both began to talk about the dead sailor on the ship.

Angela carefully and skillfully put together most of the order in which the skull would be fixated on the computer. She held her breath, as the final sketch was done. It was a bit of a shock to her but nothing different. She just hoped her best friend would be alright.

Her sketch was in her embrace, as she went down the hall to show her friends, that the victim was indeed, Agent Sullivan.