A/N: In the future.
He turned around at the familiar tone that indicated someone was entering the forensic platform to see a young woman with curly caramel hair and deep brown eyes wearing a black suit and carrying a gun on her hip.
"Agent Booth."
"Dr. Bray."
He smiled. "Shouldn't you be out somewhere, catching bad guys?"
"Shouldn't you be studying ancient remains?"
He shrugged. "You got me."
"And, just so we're clear, I am here on official business."
"Oh?" He looked confused.
"The Bureau has decided that because of my experience with forensic anthropology, I am the most qualified to work with the Jeffersonian on murder investigations."
"Agent Booth, are you trying to say that we're going to be partners?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying, Dr. Bray."