Chapter two: Meet Julianne Edwards

Before running out of her apartment to Booth's black SUV, Temperance had thrown a matching blouse over her tank top. She was grateful to have a new case to concentrate on hoping it would get her mind off of her personal life for a while.

As she and Booth walked into the lab of the Jeffersonian Institute around noon, she saw that the dead body had already arrived, because the Squints were already working on the poor lifeless form. Brennan walked up the stairs, after entering her ID card, and put on the navy lab suit and surgical gloves her apprentice was giving her.

"What do we have Zach?" She asked him as she examined the body closely.

"Good morning to you Dr. Brennan, and to you too Agent Booth." Zach was always very polite to Dr. Brennan, which he respected immensely. He also wanted to have a brotherly bond with Booth, but whatever he did, he just didn't do it the right way, like the time he wanted to talk to Booth about sexual positions and Booth told him to never ask him again about that or would get his gun out and shoot him right between the eyes.

"Good morning Zach." Tempe answered, and Booth only nodded back to the young man with a sign of the head and a wave of the hand.

"The victim is a female Caucasian of approximately 30 years of age. A man and his dog found her near an abandoned house in the suburbs up north at 04:15. The black Labrador came back from around the old mansion with a bone in his mouth. The bone in question was the right humerus of the victim. When he saw this, the master of the dog asked him to show him where he had find the bone, and it is then that he saw the body. About half of it was still buried in the ground. You can see Dr. Brennan that the upper body has been damaging by little animals like raccoons or cats. Not much of her face is still there. She's been dead for about one year."

Angela, who had stayed silent the whole time her colleague had done his speech, started to talk.

"I've started to sketch her face, but only from what is still left. I'll do my best."

"I know you will Angela, you are the best." Angela smiled at Temperance and knew that when her friend said something resembling a compliment, it was because she really believed it. Then Dr. Brennan addressed herself to the guys.

"Zach, Hodgins, the bones will need to be cleaned. We need to give our Jane Doe her real name." As she said those words, everybody turned around and went to work. After a few hours of hard labor, the bones were cleaned up and Angela was able to draw Jane Doe with the remains of the skull. Booth and the Squints did their research, sent the sketch to the FBI, and Booth received a call from Cullen, and got the 411 on Jane Doe. They all got around Angela's 3-D image computer, watching the face of the victim, to listen to the story of the victim.

"Her name is Julianne Edwards," Booth started to say, "28 years old, reported missing on July 5th 2003. She was on her honeymoon, cruising from San Francisco to Santiago. The husband reported her missing near Mexico after he woke up one morning and couldn't find her anywhere on the ship. It sounds like it was chaos on the cruise ship that day, everybody had looked on the ship but they couldn't find the girl, and after a few hours of looking and searching, the captain had contacted the president of the cruise ship company and for some reason they decided to move on and continue the cruise as planned. The husband, George White, yelled that they should stay in place and look for his wife in the Pacific Ocean, that they should ask the FBI to come and do an investigation, but nothing of the sort was done, and since they were in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, the president of the cruise ship company ordered to sail off and that is what happened."

"That's awful." Angela softly said. "How can you disappear in the middle of the Pacific Ocean in 2003, die in 2005 and end up behind an old house about to collapse?" She didn't understand what had happen to her.

"Don't worry Ange, we're going to find the truth to what happened to Julianne Edwards." Tempe said to her friend, knowing Angela often sympathized with the victims.

"I know-" Angela started to say, but was cut by Dr. Jack Hodgins.

"I think Government Conspiracy." Hodgins said, with sparks in his eyes.

"Oh, for Pete's sake…" Booth murmured, but it didn't stop Hodgins.

"She was kidnapped at night by the CIA, and tortured for information, because she was sleeping with Bill Clinton's butler and learned a lot of things she wasn't supposed to."

"I think he's getting confused with Marilyn Monroe's death." Angela said back to what seemed like a deaf Jack Hodgins.

"She was their prisoner for 2 years and it's only then that they found out she really didn't know anything important, they killed her and buried her behind the Amythiville look-alike old mansion-" Hodgins was so into finding Government Conspiracies in Julianne Edwards's case that he had not seen everyone leave the place around him to go elsewhere. "Where is everybody?" Ingrates. He thought to himself. One day, they'll know I'm right.

"That guy really watched The X-Files too much." Said Booth to Tempe when they entered her office.

"I don't know what that means." It was now a very well known phrase to everyone close to Dr. Temperance Brennan.

"That surprises me." Booth sarcastically said back, comfortably seated on the sofa of Brennan's office. "Come one Bones! The X-Files? Who hasn't heard of Mulder and Scully?"

"I haven't." She was dead serious. Booth looked desperate.

"It's a TV show that became a real cult among the fans in the 90's. It lasted almost a decade." Booth started to explain to Tempe. "Special Agent Fox Mulder and Special Agent Dana Scully were FBI partners assigned to the X-Files; cases that nobody wanted because they were too weird, spooky, un-natural, or even UFO related. All of that with a twist of Government Conspiracies." Booth smiled, thinking that Hodgins probably have Mulder's I Believe poster in a room somewhere at home.

"Unidentified Flying Objects related?" Repeated Temperance, having trouble imagining anyone liking something about UFOs. "Do people really believe they exist?"

"Some do, some don't. But it was not what was important, the show was clever, smart, and people loved it." I loved it.

"Do you believe in UFOs Booth?" Temperance asked the question as if she was asking him if he still believed in Santa Claus. She had a crooked smile on the right corner of her mouth.

"No, I don't Bones. But I'm open to the possibility that they could." Booth watched her as she was suddenly silent, and was sure she was thinking about the possibility that she could believe in them too. Her face then became resolute.

"I don't."

"Of course you don't. I never thought you did." He smiled back at her, but for some reason, she was pissed.

"Everybody thinks I'm not open minded!" She sat on the chair behind her desk and looked straight at him, not blinking. What pissed her off more was that he thought she didn't have an open mind.

"Well, Bones " Booth started to get uncomfortable. "It's… because… you don't do anything to make people think otherwise." He knew he was about to get crucified.

"False." She seriously said. "I have an open mind, just not about the same things ordinary people have. I've traveled to a lot of places in my life, and I've learned plenty about other religions and cultures, and never have I condemned the people who choose to believe in them. Never." Booth had thought wrong, and he now knew it, she could see it in his face. She wanted to add that she had an open mind in bed, but decided not to. It's none of his business.

"True." He honestly answered back. "You're right Bones, you are open to other cultures and religions, just not about spooky stuff."

"I'm a scientist, I need facts. And I don't see the interest of believing in extra-terrestrial life."

"It's entertainment Bones!" Booth stood up and walked towards her. "And what did you do with your spare time in the 90's?"

"I didn't have any spare time Booth." She looked at him, now realizing that he didn't really know what her life had been like as a teen besides her parent's story. "I had nobody to pay for school, my grandfather was not rich, and I had to work at a coffee shop to pay for college. So when I wasn't studying, I was working. I didn't know what spare time was." And then she stated the obvious. "I still don't know what spare time is."

"Yeah, well, obviously, you don't become a Forensic-Anthropologist by partying and drinking beer every night." Booth said out loud but more to himself actually.

"No, you don't." Tempe then added with a smile. "You become a sniper and then an FBI Agent."

Booth acted as if he was insulted by the remark, but then he let out his big charming smile. "Exactly." And with that Tempe giggled. "But what good does it do Bones if you burn the candle on both sides and end up not being able to enjoy the simple joys of life?"

"I don't know what the simple joys of life are Booth." Temperance sadly said back. "My work is my joy."

"Call a friend, ask Angela to do something fun with you this week-end. She's a lively woman, you'll have a great time."

"I always have a good time with Angela. I like her."

"Thanks Sweetie." Angela had just walked by Tempe's office when she heard her say those words. "I love you too. If I were a lesbian, you'd be my girl."

"Ladies, ladies…" Booth started to say, having non-catholic pictures in his head of the two Jeffersonian women in front of him.

"You're picturing us having sex, aren't you?" Angela had asked a question, but it was more a statement. She was devilishly happy to see the embarrassment in Booth's posture.

"Why would he picture you two having sex?" Temperance innocently asked.

"Not me and him Sweetie." Angela rectified for her female friend who couldn't see the obvious sometimes. "You and me." Temperance looked horrified.

"You and me?" She turned to Booth. "Why would you picture me and Angela having sex?" Booth didn't know what to say. He started babbling.

"No…I don't…I…No…it's just that…"

"Let me explain this to you Sweetie." When the subject of discussion was sex, Angela always seemed to be the expert, and she just took the role very seriously. "Men's biggest fantasy is to see two women having hot monkey sex just in front of them. They love it. They find it sensual. They just find it very horny to see the opposite sex making hot love and please each other."

"I don't get it." Temperance started to say, very seriously. "Seeing two men having sex doesn't get me horny."

Angela started to laugh, and Booth jumped on his feet, having a disgusting look on his face.

"Come on!" Booth cried out loud. "Two men having sex is not something I want to think about!"

"We know, you are thinking about a naked Dr. Brennan and a naked Angela." Hodgins had just walked by and couldn't resist to but in.

"I never said that!" Booth still tried to deny it.

"I'm starting to think about them myself…" Dr. Jack Hodgins almost look dreamy eyes.

"See!" Said Angela to Temperance as a told-you-so. "It's every man's thing."

"Every man." Hodgins reinforced the statement.

"This is insane…" Booth murmured to himself, not believing the conversation that was going on here.

"What's going on?" Asked Zach, standing by the door.

"Why don't we just invite Dr. Goodman too for god's sake?" Said Booth, with a discontent air.

"Somebody said my name?" And at that moment all the Squints were in Brennan's office, plus Dr. Goodman. Booth didn't answer the question. "Why is everybody in here? Was there a meeting I wasn't aware of?" He suspiciously looked at the gang.

"No, Dr. Goodman." Hodgins said back. "We were just talking about Booth picturing Dr. Brennan and Angela, having sex."

Then Zach, Booth and Dr. Goodman spoke at the same time:

"Why would he do that?" Asked Zach, who seemed as clueless as Tempe was before.

"I never said that!" Booth retorted once more.

"For goodness's sake!" Said Dr. Goodman, astonished.

"Why would he picture them?" Asked Zach for the second time.

"Zach, honey." Angela walked towards him and took him by the shoulders. "Don't you know it's every man's fantasy to see two, or more for that matter, women naked having sex?"

"It is?" Poor Zach was very clueless. The other three men looked at each other, trying not to laugh.

"It is." Angela said back. "Even two women kissing make the cut."

"Really…" Answered Zach, thoughtful.

"I almost pity you honey." Angela turned to look at her female friend. "We could show him Sweetie?" She added, with a wide smile.

"Sure. Do I have to go get my Chantelle lingerie?" Tempe playfully added.

"That's it!" Booth said looking at all the Squints. "You are worse than I thought!" And with that he got out of the room, red as a lobster. "Call me when you are willing to work!" They all assumed it was directed to Tempe.

"So…what about that kiss?" Hodgins asked, glad to see some dirty action happening.

"In your dreams…" Angela told him, walking out of the office, laughing.

"Yeah, I had to try…"

"But-" Zach started to say, but he was cut by Dr. Goodman.

"Young man, there are many things you need to learn." And with that they all got out of Brennan's office, leaving her smiling. She sat down behind her desk and started to read Julianne Edwards's file. What happened to you? She thought. After a few minutes, she was cut out of her thoughts when someone knocked on her office door.

"Dr. Temperance Brennan?" A man said. She didn't know him

"Yes." She got up.

"I got a call from a Dr. Goodman, telling me to meet you here, concerning my wife, Julianne Edwards?"

TBC…