Hello! I'm happy to say that I've only had one chapter submitted and 2 story alerts! I did some research for this chapter so I'm hoping that you enjoy it! I was going to update Saturday or yesterday but Fathers' Day got in my way! I NEED REVIEWS! I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2
Hodgins was using a vacuum to collect all of the ants while Dr. Brennan was examining the remains she had found.
Brennan put on the work face that everybody knows. "Late twenties early thirties. Died a couple of hours ago during the fire, he was at the diner, they got knew mugs this morning. He has a piece. It's evidence. Cause of death can't be concluded yet."
"What do you mean? He was covered in fire ants. That was the cause of death!" Booth told Bren.
"I don't jump to conclusions. Most likely, he would've had to be pushed down, or somehow already down. But he would've been able to get away before he was attacked by the ants. I think he died before he was attacked."
"You forgot the gender of the victim."
"Actually, surprisingly, I can't tell." Brennan was as surprised as Booth that she couldn't tell the gender of the victim, but she didn't show it.
"You? You're joking?" Booth was hoping she was. In all the years he knew Bones, she had never once said she couldn't identify the sex of a dead body. She always looked at the body and almost immediately knew the gender.
"I don't joke at crime scenes, Booth." Brennan said seriously.
"Will Hodgins be able to identify the sex? He's a forensic anthropologist, too." Booth reported.
"Not any more than I can."
"Hodgins! Identify the gender." Booth ignored Brennan.
"Dr. Brennan is right there you know." Hodgins acted as Booth didn't know where Bren was.
"He knows. I couldn't tell the sex." Bren told Hodgins.
"Then, I won't be able to tell. Why can't you tell?" Hodgins asked.
"The hips. One is wide and one is narrow which makes it practically impossible to tell the sex at this point." Bren reported, using her scientific abilities.
"Why is that?" Booth asked.
Dr. Brennan and Hodgins turned facing Booth and stared at him in awe.
"It's part of the sex identification process, Booth. Everyone knows that a man's hips are narrower than that of a woman. As the woman's hips are wider than that of a male. Our victim here has one of each which is nearly impossible unless something happened and the victim has disabilities or a hip transplant. But, they usually try to get the hip the same sex and size of the patient."
"So for now we'll call the victim Doe, like Jane or John Doe, but since the victim is yet to have a specific sex—"
"We get it Bones." Booth interrupted Bones; he was going to hear a whole speech about interrupting now.
"Booth," And here it is. "Interrupting is not polite. It is disrespectful. Do you want Christine to learn from you? You have to start acknowledging her presence. I bet your parents never interrupted each other. Where did you learn such disrespectfulness? Do you want Christine to interrupt us? You do have the abilities to wait your turn before speaking. It was my turn. It was wrong. You need to learn right from wrong. I thought we respected each other."
It was a speech, definitely. The surprising thing was that there were barely any scientific words in there.
"Okay Bones. Let's see hear. I know. I know. No. I do. My dad did. My dad. No. I know. I know. I know. I'm sorry. We do. Did I answer everything?" Booth responded by responding to every sentence.
"I'm impressed Booth. You listened, responded, and apologized. Thank you." Brennan grinned.
Brennan came up to Booth and surprised him with a kiss. Just a small one.
"That's all I get?" Booth asked frowning.
"That's all Christy gets to see. The victim is going to get taken back to the lab. It's really late. Work is over and Christine should be in bed. We should go." Brennan suggested.
…Back at Home in the Morning…
"I made some pancakes. Want some?" Booth asked Brennan when she came down stairs.
"Sure. Good morning Booth." Brennan said giving him his kiss.
Christine was sitting in her high chair being as quiet as ever.
Brennan's phone started to ring.
"Brennan." She answered.
"It's Hodgins. We need you back at the lab." Hodgins said.
"I'll be there in a half an hour." Brennan hung up. "Booth, cancel the pancakes. I'm needed at the lab."
…Back at the Lab…
"Dr. Brennan, we need you to examine these ribs." Hodgins said when Brennan walked up on the platform.
She looked closely at the ribs and within seconds noticed another problem in finding who the victim is.
"The ribs are different sizes. Half of the ribs are smaller than the other half." Bren explained.
"Is that going to be a problem? He probably just had a disability." Booth said.
"I don't think so. Did you notice how none of the bones were connected to anything?" Hodgins said.
Brennan answered Hodgins question with a hypothesis of her own. "Yes. I think we have more than one victim."
School is out, so I should be able to update easier and quicker! Hope you enjoyed R&R!