As the partners pulled up to the taped off crime scene, they spoke very little. Temperance yawned widley as Booth parked the SUV near one of the cop cars.
"Tired, Bones?"
"A little, I didn't get much sleep last night." She replied, followed short by another yawn.
Booth chuckled and led her down a steep bank, stopping at a muddy looking pond where local policemen and FBI surrounded the are. A young agent approached the two and introduced himself as Agent Holdings, he lead the two to the decomposing body and squirmed uncomfortably as Brennan immediately bent down and started to examine the remains.
"Female, early twenties, trama to the. . .Booth."
Booth looked up from his pad and pencil quickly as she called his name. "Yeah."
"Do you see that?"
"See what? You're going to have to be a little more specific there, Bones."
Brennan stood and pointed in the distance, past the tiny pond and into the brush on the other side, there stood a large and unhappy looking bear with a deep gash in it's side and a human carcass hanging limply from it's mouth.
Booth's eyes widened as he laid them on the creature, and he shifted uncomfortably as the bear made a suddent lurch and fell to it's side.
"I think we may have found our murderer." Brennan spoke as she watched the bear shudder then take its last breath.