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Title: Welcome to my World.. The Story of Angel and Booth.

Author: Angel's Blue Eyed Girl

Rating T

Pairing Booth/Brennan... Angel/Gwen

Setting: Set during the first season of Bones... and after the last episode of Angel... This is an AU Bones/Angel crossover.

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters.. Though I wish I owned both Angel and Booth... Sigh... But alas I don't they belong to someone else, not me. But this story is mine!!

Summary: Angel,Spike and Gwen have spent the last few years traveling helping the helpless. Slaying demons and vampires in towns and cities across the country. But when a new hell mouth has opened under Washington D.C. Angel and Company move there, knowing once again the world is being threatened by evil. But when bodies, that look like occult, ritual slaying start turning up on Federal land Agent Seeley Booth and his partner Dr. Temperance Brennan begin an investigation that leads

Booth straight to the Vampire with a soul...

Chapter 2

Brennan was shocked at how he'd left, meaning without arranging for her to come to the site to collect the remains, but she wasn't shocked at his reaction to this case. Booth took every case personally. While she saw the bones of a victim...He saw the person behind the bones. The person they'd been BEFORE they came to be on her table. It was one of the things she admired and liked about him. His beliefs and convictions were strong. He truly had that belief in good and evil. This case was just the type of case that would haunt him until he'd solved it and brought the monster or monsters' who did this to this girl and the others to justice and saw them pay for their crimes. This case was about more than just murder to Booth. It was almost an attack on his beliefs, his God.

Religion.. It was a black and white issue for Booth. He believed. There was no gray area. She didn't see it like that. If there was no proof. No logical reason for her to believe she just couldn't. Faith wasn't something you just learned. It was something you just had. Booth had it, she didn't. Her mind worked in logic and facts. His worked in gut feelings and instincts. It made them a good team, but it also caused them to bicker and debate their views on these differences on more than one occasion.

Religion being a major difference in their personal beliefs.. It had definitely been a bone of contention for them at times, but they respected each other enough to allow the other their different views on the issue. But...There was something about this case that was bothering Booth and Brennan was determined to get to the bottom of it in HER way. Through science and studying the bones. THEY would tell her everything she needed to know...

"Zack... " She called as she headed for the lab. Her blue coat flying a bit behind her. "They found three more sets of remains at Rock Creek... I need to get out there... Have you got anything on Jane Doe yet?" Zack looked up from the remains of Jane Doe..."Yeah, her sternum appears to crushed, then forced open." He pointed to the jagged edges in the flat dagger shaped bone. "There was no saw or instrument used to separate it..."

Brennan looked down. Her brows furrowed deeply. "Yes, it appears as if it was literally tore open. You would see marks here...or here..." She ran a gloved finger along the jagged edge..."If a sternum speculum was used. And there are definitely no signs of a saw or blade..." She spoke aloud, almost to herself. Brennan looked up and met her apprentice's eyes. "Good work Zack." She nodded her approval at him.

Their suspect was either inhumanely strong, which made no sense or he'd used something foreign to separate the sternum. She looked at Zack, "I need to go to the Park and retrieve the other remains..." She said pulling off her gloves, knowing Jane Doe was in Zack's capable hands. He looked up at her, his hero worship obvious. "Okay, Dr. Brennan...Do you want me to come with you?..." She smiled softly. "Not this time Zack...I need you here... I want you to find out what kind of instrument could be used to separate the victims sternum like this? He must have used something and I need you to find out what it was." He smiled. "I'm on it." She nodded and headed back to her office. She needed her bag, clothes and boots. This was going to be messy. She was sure.

Booth knew he'd been harsh with Bones. It was just... Something about this case that was getting to him. It wasn't just the brutality and general creepiness of these murders. He couldn't explain it. It was just something... Being a catholic he'd almost just go ahead and call it evil. He shook his head and picked up his cell phone intending to call Bones and apologize for being so brusque earlier. She answered with her usual "Brennan" He took a breath. "Hey uh.. Bones. It's me..." She didn't say anything. Just waited to hear what he had to say. He smiled, typical. "Bones about earlier... Hey, I'm sorry. I just...Well this case is getting to me. " He wished she was sitting here so he could flash his grin at her. THAT always seemed to help in these situations.

Brennan was in her car, headed to Rock Creek and the site when he'd called. She could picture his face clearly as he apologized. She smiled. "Booth I understand. I figured you were just blowing off hot air...I'm on my way now to the site now..."

Booth smiled then. "It's steam Bones..." He said, amazed anew at the paradox she was. Brilliant in science and historic cultures...Yet she was continually shocking him at how naive she was in some areas people skills and of modern day culture. "Huh?" She asked, confused. He grinned as he pictured her beautiful face all scrunched up, brows drawn down over her stunning blue eyes. He laughed as he replied. "It's blowing off steam, NOT hot air Bones... Hot air is what you're..." He shook his head. "Never mind...You're on your way to the park now?"

She was nodding as if he could see her. "Yes, I should be there in approximately 15 minutes." She said matter of factly.

"Good...I'll meet you there..." He said still smiling and pushing a bit harder on the accelerator now that he knew she was already on her way.

The next day...

Angel Investigations...

The noise from the construction crew downstairs and along the halls woke Angel from his sleep. "Damn..." He muttered as he opened one eye and looked at the clock. 10 am. He'd just got to bed at 5:30 am. He'd went out on patrol last night. There was some major vamp and demon activity kicking off in the nations capitol and Angel hadn't really been shocked at how many fights he'd been in last night. His body even with his vampire healing was still stiff and sore. He put his forearm over his eyes and sighed softly. Wanting to sleep more, but knowing it wasn't going to happen.

"Hello handsome... Sorry if they woke you up sweetie, but...I can't exactly ask the contractor to bring his crew here at midnight." Gwen said striding into the room. Her walk slow and sleek like a panther. She prowled really and Angel opened his eyes briefly, wincing at how bright the room was, but he could feel her moving towards him and he truly loved to watch her walk.

"Mmmmmm..." He growled softly, his arm going back to shield his eyes, the room was just too bright with sun coming in the open window. "What? Not up to explaining your boyfriend is a vampire who needs his rest during the day?"

Gwen laughed as she shut the curtains, darkening the room. "There...That's better." She said, she'd forgotten to shut them earlier. She looked at him laying there. The covers pooled around his narrow hips, leaving his broad, naked chest exposed. She stopped for a moment just to stare at him. He was beautiful. "Hmmmm..." She said softly as she crawled up on the bed with him. She kissed his lips softly, grinning. "Well...Let's see. That would make for some interesting conversation I'm sure..But no, I think we'll skip that little talk. You're just gonna have to deal sweetie." He laughed and opened his eyes to look at her. "Hi..." He murmured softly. "Now I can see you." He was grinning. Still amazed at how just seeing her made him smile like some adolescent kid. If he didn't know she loved him..He'd be embarrassed at how she affected him.

Gwen laughed, "Lorne is here." Angel nodded. "Good... Did he?.." Gwen nodded. "Yeah, he found little girl blue." Angel quirked a brow. Gwen and Illyria got along most of the time, but... There were times. "What?" He asked, knowing they'd had words. "Nothing...We'll deal. No biggie." She smiled at him. Angel just looked at her. "Fine..." She sighed, knowing he'd just keep looking at her like that until she spilled it. "She just irritates me sometimes...with her, I am still such a God and therefor above you attitude!!" She pouted for a second then smiled. "See...Now hearing it out loud I feel silly." She saw him smile and pushed him. "Okay, so I'm a child...Sue me." He grinned, pulling her down across his chest. "Nope... I can think of a lot of other things I'd like to do to you and not one of them involve the court system..." He laughed and winked at her. "Though some might land me in the court system!!" he said with a very wicked gleam in his dark eyes.

She propped her hands on his chest... "Okay, so the construction will be done next week, but I've already had the telephone people install all our new lines. Six in all... Five business and one personal. I had the gas and electricity turned on this morning. I have an appointment with the printing company this afternoon. You'll have new cards by tomorrow. I also ordered a thousand flyer's with the logo and new numbers... " His eyes opened wide. "Are you serious?" He asked shocked at how much she'd accomplished in less than a day. She nodded smiling, "Oh and the cable guy will be here on Thursday..." She said with a shrug, before she kissed him tenderly. She pulled back and raised a brow. "Oh by the way... Spike has decided he should have his own cards..." Angel laughed. "Fine... Give Captain Peroxide his own cards." He stopped and laughed suddenly. "Hmmm...Maybe they should say ...Captain Blondie Bear..." He looked at her sideways his eyes twinkling with humor.

Gwen giggled, rolling her eyes. Angel laughed more now...It was good to see. "Oh he'd just LOVE that...I'm sure." Angel grinned, "Do it.. Just 25 or so...Make the rest of them with... William...Uh... I guess just William, or..." He sighed, "You don't think he'd really want to put Spike on a business card do you?..." He eyed her for a moment. Gwen smirked, probably, she thought, but instead she just shrugged. Angel shook his head, "Whatever, ask him...But do some with Captain Blondie Bear too!!" He giggled at imagining Spike's reaction when he handed him the cards. There were still so many small pleasures Angel really had in life. Gwen was one of them... Making love to her was a major one...But bugging Spike was still one of his favorites. Especially since Spike seemed to annoy him to no end without even trying!

Downstairs...

Spike was coming down the stairs to the lobby when he spotted Illyria. He watched her as she crossed the room, her strange blue eyes taking in everything going on. Missing nothing in the quick turns of her head and long intense stares she gave. She suddenly turned quickly, as if sensing him. She stared, her head turned to one side. "Spike...my pet. I am glad to see you. I have felt a feeling of loneliness for you." She said staring at him. He grinned. "Blue bird... You, my plum are a sight for sore eyes." he walked down the rest of the steps laughing as she stared at him, a half smile softening her expression.

In the last two years their relationship had went through many stages. From adversaries, to a wary partnership, then friendship and allies in battle. Then after the battle in L.A they'd went as far as physical intimacy and infatuation on Spike's part. She was amazing with all her beauty, strength and power. Plus Spike loved her tight leather outfits and he'd always thought Fred lovely. Reminded him a bit of a wholesome Dru! But... Illyria... Even with the blue tint to her skin and the strange deep blue eyes, she still looked like Fred, but with this awesome strength and power and Spike had been attracted, incredibly attracted.

llyria for her part though, more or less thought of him as an exotic pet she wanted to play with. She'd kissed him, just to see what it felt like. She'd asked him to show her these human feelings such as tenderness...emotion..Sex. Spike hadn't minded at first, he wanted her, but then he'd started to care about her... He knew she didn't have those human..Hell even vampire feelings of tenderness towards him and self preservation had kicked in and he'd backed off. Friends. That was what they were now. It suited them.

"Come 'ere luv and give us a kiss..." He said opening his arms. She did laugh then. In the last two years she'd found a medium and had come to a suitable compromise to her human shell and her godlike powers. She had embraced her sometimes human emotions and woven those into her powers. Now she was a part of both worlds. It was okay for her. Not logical. But she accepted it. Her brain still at times focused on the logical, not understanding how she even existed, but she did and she now understood it. Fred was gone as far as her soul, but she was still here at the same time. Her memories were still a part of Illyria's persona. Illogical yes, but a fact Illyria had accepted.

Lorne came out just then. "Hey cream puff, good to see ya." He looked around, stepping back to avoid the construction crew. Spike went into the small office on the right that Lorne had retreated and smiled. "Hey, Green Jeans...I see you're no bloody worse for the wear after that little adventure in Cleveland last week!" Lorne just rolled his red eyes. "You have no idea, muffin." He stopped and looked at Spike, rubbing his bright green forehead, "Oh, and can anyone make a decent Sea Breeze around here? I'm tired and little blue bonnet over there has really been a pain..In well my heart and you know where that's located!!"

The Jeffersonian...

Booth stood over Brennan. He was hovering and his proximity was making her nervous. "Okay..Booth. I need to be able to work here. I can't do that with you leaning over my shoulder." he stepped back, holding his hands up as in surrender. "Hey.. Whoa there... Uh Bones. I'm not your enemy here." He said flashing his smile. "Maybe you're working too hard here?" He knew she'd been here all night. She hadn't gone home at all. She was as a matter of fact still wearing the same shirt.

Brennan glared at him for a moment before shaking her head and clearing it of the anger. Why WAS she angry at him right now? She really didn't know and therefor she deleted it from her brain. Maybe she was just tired. She HAD been here all night working. Rationally that could make her cranky, but not THAT cranky. Brennan shook it off. If she didn't understand it herself, how could she expect Booth to understand it?

"So here's what we know so far?" Booth said glancing from the folder he held to Brennan's beautiful, but troubled face. He frowned slightly, seeing that she was off today, reminding himself to ask her about it later...In private. He sighed. "I have a positive I.D on the girl found two nights ago... Holly Janelle Combs... Aged; 16. Lives at home in Chevy Chase with her parents..." He scanned down. "Uh...Paul and Sylvia Combs. She attends St Mary's Private School for Girls. No boyfriends. No criminal record. Lots of friends that say she was a good student. Never cut school...Didn't miss a day even. Has a straight 4.0 grade average and no obvious signs of trouble in class or in the home..." He looked at Bones. "She was living the American Dream basically and suddenly it all went terribly wrong for her... Why?" he asked softly.

Brennan looked at him. Her heart wanting to comfort him because of the pain she saw on his face. She knew how badly things like this affected Booth. But her logical brain said stay away. He's dangerous to your own piece of mind. She was starting to care about Booth more than just as a partner. She was starting to see him as all other women saw him...He was smart, brave and oh my GOD...He was sexy. Brennan shook her head to shake off the lustful thoughts going through her brain. More than a bit embarrassed by her being lost in how sexy Booth was when she had the bones of a girl who had been tortured terribly and her parents waiting for some closure...Plus Holly was NOT the only one...Her Jane Doe and the other three Jane Does were waiting for their justice too. Okay Temperance She thought, Stop mooning over Booth and focus... And being Brennan she did... With Logic...

She looked at Booth. Her blue eyes holding his dark brown ones, for a second before she turned to the four sets of skeletons lying side by side in the lab. "All the girls are between the ages of 14 and 19 years old. They are all of medium to tall in height 5' 6" to 5 foot 9 inches to be exact. They were all Caucasian and had no apparent bone defects. All appear healthy, good teeth, good bone structure. Very normal in their growth and development... Up until their death... " Her eyes met Booth's dark troubled gaze and she smiled slightly, wanting to reassure him, but unable to because she had no factual basis to do so. She turned back to the bones. "We're still trying to find a match to the instrument that split the sternum and opened the chest and rib cage." She pointed to the bones, who ALL had identical split and torn sternums. "They all have the same damage..." She pointed it out to Seeley. "Here...And here. Like it was just ripped open." She looked at Zack who even now was still reviewing thousands upon thousands of well and not so well known weapons that could do that kind of damage to a person's sternum. "Zack will find the instrument used because there is just no logical explanation except for a foreign object of unknown origin used here..."

Booth felt a shiver run up his spine and as he looked at Bones and the other squints who seemed so busy trying to find the science related to these murders...He KNEW it wasn't going to be found here. For the first time ever he KNEW Bones wasn't going to be able to help him on this case unless she believed in...Him. He sighed and rubbed his head softly, now the only question was...HOW was he going to make her do that?