A/N: I know it has been for ever since I have updated but I wanted to give it a shot please tell me if it is worth continuing.
"Sweet crime scene indeed" said Booth the woman is covered in honey
"Actually its body sugar" I said looking at the substance.
"Body sugar?"
"Yes it's used to remove hair kind of like wax but less painful"
"But why would she be covered in it
"I have no clue but I am guessing it was spilled on her from the top with the way the sugar moved indecently body sugar is very easy to ignite so someone tried to get rid of the remains but obviously failed" I said looking at the evidence.
"Great first we need an ID"
"I guess we will check her pockets"
"I think the killer may have been a passionate one" Sweets piqued up
"A passionate killer Dr Sweets I know you think psychology can solve all mysteries but I don't see any real evidence of that "I said
"There are stab wounds knives are used by passionate killers about 90% of…"
"That's the problem of psychology is that you rely too much on statistics murder is individual every one of them is different and as mark twain once said Facts are stubborn, but statistics are more pliable."
"You are just annoyed because I beat you at that conference"
"You did not beat me"
"I got a higher score than you that counts"
"You are just happy that you won at something"
"What are you two talking about?" asked an interested Dr. Brennan
"Oh there was this conference in Montreal last year and we had to work together and now he thinks he knows everything about me"
"Does him"
"He knows more than you but defiantly less than he thinks"
"Thanks for example your favorite movie is titanic and your favorite music group is Nickelback and if you are so fine you got me then you tell me what the murders motive was"
"I cannot tell you that but I'd rather wait and find out than having theories that could possibly mislead the investigation."
Later at the lab I had finally met everyone which was a task within itself since they were all so different but I guess that makes a good team dynamic. I was finding my new office rather comfortable both the FBI and the Jeffersonian and sprung money to give me an office at both locations.
"Dr Swan?" asked a timid intern.
"Yes what can I do for you?"
"This envelope arrived for you it has no return address so we scanned it but it seems to be normal"
"Thanks" that's weird I thought I only had been working here a day and I already got letters I guess I was special
I opened it and found a plain white piece of paper with only four words on it I still blame you. Dread washed over me I couldn't breathe this came every year yet I could never get over how horrible it felt when it came
Flashback
"Anderson you have to get out now" I screamed.
"No I can't leave it here"
"It's just a piece of wood"
"Just a piece of wood this is the it is supposed to be form Jesus' cross"
"We don't have time the bomb is about to go off"
"I don't care I want a piece"
"Please do this for me for your wife and your unborn baby"
"No I want to come back with this for them you know Daphne is having a bad pregnancy this can help"
"Taking the blood transfusions like she should would help her"
"No they are not good for her"
"They are"
"Forget it this is not the time for that lets go"
"No ill have to leave"
"Ok fine go" and the second I left the cave it exploded
End of Flashback
I left my work after looking at some stenches of Angela and trying to figure out how our victim died but I couldn't take it so the place I went to a bar. I know not the responsible thing to do but at the moment I really dint want to think about responsibility I thought of getting myself a glass of Bourbon.
"Lizzy?" asked confused Sweets.
"Yes and I am Dr. Swan"
"Ok Dr. Swan can I help"
"Not really but you could"
About 10 minutes later
I leaned in and kissed him.