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"A bone from where?" Booth, watched as Brennen studied the bone closer. He turned his attention back the hysterical girl in front of him. "Listen, I need you to calm down and tell me why you are covered in blood."

The girl's sobs continued as if he hadn't spoken. Booth stood straight, for he had been bending over to look the girl in her eyes. He sighed and glanced at Brennen, he could tell she was taking mental note every possible aspect of the bone. She was already wearing gloves and she had that intense look in her eye, the one she always got when she was working. He returned his attention to the girl.

"Lets try this. What's your name?"

With great effort she replied, "Kayla."

"Okay Kayla," Booth smiled reassuringly, "who is after you?"

Before she could respond Brennen took a step foreword. "Where did you find this bone?" She'd placed it in a plastic bag she had in her pocket. Kayla broke down in sobs again.

"Great Bones, I was just starting to get her calm. What was it we disscussed about me doing the questions and you not talking?"

"But you asked me where the bone is from, I don't know but she probably does. Besides this bone is worn and dry, whatever body it came from would not have blood still on it. But she's covered in blood."

"Which means there's another body." Booth understood why Brennen was so adement all of a sudden.

Kayla did have a gash in the side of her head, but that did not seem to be the source of all the blood all over her clothes.

"Where did you find this bone?" Brennen repeated, sternly this time.

The girl took a deep breath and pointed into the darkness of the alley, back the way she had come.

Bones took off running.

"Bones! Bones hey stop!" Booth grasped the girl's sleeve and ran after Bones, a little surprised the girl didn't protest.

Brennen had stopped behind a dumpster.

"Bones I really…" He looked at where she was staring. There, the body of a teenage boy lay dirty, deserted, and bloody.

Kayla, who had suddenly gone quiet, leaned over and puked. Booth, standing hardly a foot from her didn't seem to notice. He flipped open his cell.

"Agent Booth here, I'm gonna need a Crime Scene Unit at 2144 South Street in the back of the alley… yea, and" he looked at the girl, "do you have parents or someone we can call?"

She shook her head. Booth wasn't surprised, he suspected from her appearance that she was a street kid.

Brennen saw her shake her head and felt her heart sink, she was only a child.

"I'm also going to need Social services down here too." He hung up and looked at Bones.

Brennen had gone pale. Booth knew why, she hated corpses. They still had their skin.

"This is where I found it." Kayla whispered. Booth looked at her, her eyes transfixed on the body.

He took a step foreward, letting go of the girl knowing she wouldn't run, and he looked at the body.

"Bones, you think you can tell me how he died?"

Brennen sighed. "Cam would be better able to tell, but it looks like multiple stab wounds to the upper torso."

Booth's stomach flip-flopped, god he hoped he was wrong. He'd seen the knife wounds, he just wanted to be sure. He turned back to Kayla, whose arms were folded across her chest, staring at the ground.

"Where did you find the bone?" He said slowly.

Please God let me be wrong. Don't let it be…

"It was in his hands. I tried to wake him up," Kayla tried to keep her composure, " when I shook him, it fell on the ground."

Brennen watched her friend's features darken.

"Booth? What is it?" She walked toward him, carefully avoiding disturbing the scene. "Do you know something?"

Booth met her eyes for a moment when they heard cars pull up behind them. Half a dozen men got out and started to process the scene, ushering Booth, Brennen and Kayla out.

A woman in a faded pants suit walked up to them.

"Hi, I'm Detective Patricia Waters, I'm here for the witness."

"I'm Special Agent Booth, this is my partner Dr. Brennen and I requested a representative from social services."

"I know Agent Booth but we couldn't find one on such short notice. I am to take the girl to the precinct and get a statement and any evidence she might have."

Kayla hadn't moved or said a word. Her features entirely glazed over.

"Well she had this on her," Bones held out her bone in it's plastic baggy, "But I'd like to take it with me back to the Jeffersonian."

"What is it?"

"It's a scapula."

"Interesting, is that supposed to mean something?" The Detective gave her a sarcastic look and folded her arms.

Bones pursed her lips. "It's a posterior part of the shoulder girdle. A shoulder blade. It's not from your victim. I'd like to take it to my lab and see if I can find out more about it."

"You found it here? Then its part of the evidence, I can't allow you to take it."

"Actually you can't but I can." Booth snapped, on edge at the Detective's cocky attitude. "Both the victim and the witness are under eighteen and I have reason to believe this is the work of the East Coast Chopper, which makes this my case, my jurisdiction and my call."

Detective Waters closed her mouth, not knowing quite what to say. "Fine. I still need to take the girl downtown for questioning."

"After you have a social worker present, correct?" Brennen said it more as a warning than a question.

"Of course Doctor." The detective bit back as much sarcasm as she could and looked at Booth.

He nodded and watched as she led Kayla down the alley toward her car. Suddenly Kayla turned back and looked Booth in the eye. He was forced to break the gaze first and looked at the ground, her big dark eyes still burning his skin.

"Booth?" Brennen stood next to him now, touching his arm. "Are you okay?

Booth looked at her for a second, wanting to tell her, but not sure how. "Let's go Bones."

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