A/N: Sorry the update took so long, I sprained my ankle on Monday (in sparkly shoes none the less XD),
so I missed my Tuesday classes and Wednesday morning and needed to catch up.
I've been working on this chapter on -and-off since Sunday.
Also, this is my first time writing Booth & Brennan, so I hope I do it right!
And thanks for all the favorites/alerts/reviews, they mean the world to me!
Enjoy!

Chapter Three: Believe None


James Cutter sees people not as living beings, but-

Sweets caught a glimpse of his reflection on the computer screen and grimaced.

The cast wasn't very obvious, just a white bandage that went flat around the outside of his nose, yet almost everyone at the FBI asked him what had happened. Every time he mumbled the same excuse.

"I fell."

No one seem to buy it, but they didn't press him for anymore info.

Daisy had been insistent about going to the hospital last night. Sweets was still humiliated that she'd seen him like that, terrified and a mess.

He quickly glanced at the clock on the corner of the computer screen.

9: 45 AM

Agent Booth and Doctor Brennan would be there in fifteen minutes. Sighing, Sweets saved his paperwork and began to prepare.


"So Peter Parker attained the genes of a arachnid through a bite? That's highly unlikely."

"It doesn't have to make sense Bones, it's a comic." Booth held the door to Sweets' office open for Brennan.

"Still, they should try to use proper science." She said as she entered.

"Hello Doctor Brennan, Agent Booth." Sweets said as they sat down. Booth nodded absentmindedly. Brennan silently stared at him. The physcologist shifted uncomfortably. "Is something wrong Doctor Brennan."

"What happened to your nose?" She asked. Sweets' eyes immediately dropped to the floor. Booth looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Wow, what'd you do to yourself?"

Sweets kept his eyes trained on the floor. "I fell."

Booth chuckled. "You're lying." Brennan's facial expression stayed the same. "Booth is right. Even I can tell."

Sweets didn't say anything.

"What'd you do?" Booth pressed.

"I fell." He mumbled again. Booth rolled his eyes.

"C'mon Sweets, what happened? You and Daisy-"

"I fell and broke my nose on the staircase at my apartment. It's nothing so drop it, okay?" The therapist said, almost hissing at them. Booth and Brennan glanced at each other, surprised by the outburst. They slowly nodded.

"Now," Sweets took a deep breath. "may we begin the session?"


Booth held the door open for Brennan as they left Sweets' office.

The session had been normal with no mention of his outburst again.

Brennan had started off down the hallway, Booth waited in the doorway for a moment.

"Hey Sweets," He started. The therapist looked up from the binder he was scribbling in.

"Yea?"

"You alright?"

He nodded.

There was a silence, then Booth continued.

"If you ever need to talk..." He trailed off. Sweets gave him a half-smile and a small nod. "Thanks."

Booth gave a weak smile and left.


As Booth entered his office, Brennan stood up from her seat.

"Where were you?" She asked.

"Talking to Sweets." Booth replied. Brennan sat back down.

"Is he okay?" She asked. Booth walked over to his chair and collapsed into it.

"I'm not sure," He answered. "but something's defiantly going on with him."

Neither of them say anything for a while. Then, Booth broke the silence.

"He isn't going to tell us."

"What?" The anthropologist asked, slightly confused.

"I mean that Sweets isn't going to tell us what happened." Booth stood up.

"Why not?"

"Because whatever happened struck a nerve-"

"Well of course it did, the nerves in the nose-"

"Metaphorically Bones. You saw how Sweets snapped when we pressed him for information, totally out of character. Something happened last night."

There was another silence.

"Well," Brennan started. "what do you suppose we do?" Booth smirked.

"We're his friends Bones. What do good friends do?"

"They look at all the possible things that-"

"Wrong," Booth interrupted as he grabbed his jacket.

"Good friends go behind Sweets' back and get Daisy to tell them what happened."