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Brennan gasps and jolts up out of bed. She is sweating. She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand and check the time of the alarm clock beside her. It's a little after 6am, the latest she has slept in months.
She gets out of bed and takes a quick shower. Down stairs in the kitchen she starts making breakfast. It isn't long before Christine joins her.
"I haven't seen you before school in a long time." She comments as she sits across from her.
"I haven't had a good night sleep in just as long," Brennan shrugs.
"You don't need to go to the lab?" Christine says, biting her lip.
"No, we solved the case," Brennan ladles the waffle batter onto the hot griddle, "We are waiting for another."
"I see…" Christine looks over her shoulder.
"What is it Christine?" Brennan walks around the counter.
"Nothing mom, just keep making waffles." Christine blurts.
Brennan turns the corner into the living room and catches a foot running away. "Who's there?" Brennan yells, "Stay here Christine," She commands, "Someone is here." She edges up the stairs.
"It's probably Joe," Christine assures. She follows her mom.
"Joe is in the shower," Brennan observes.
"Mom, it's no one." Christine pleads.
"I saw that foot," She opens the hall closet, and jumps into attack position. But here are only towels.
"Your waffle is burning." Christine follows her mom further down the hall.
"In there." Brennan points to the closet at the end of the hall. "Come out of there." She yells, "I've got a gun." She lies.
"Mom, no one is in there!" Christine pleads.
Brennan edges towards the door and cautiously takes the doorknob. She thrusts it open and a boy falls out. He falls on his face and lays sprawled on the ground.
"Michael Hodgins?" Brenna grabs the boy by the arm, "What are you doing here?" She asks, looking him in the face.
"I…uh," He stumbles.
Brennan looks at his hair, it is messy and his clothes are wrinkled, "You didn't," She stammers, she looks back at her daughter, "You didn't," She looks back at Michael, "Wait until your mother hears about this." She drags him down the stairs.
"Mom!" Christine calls, she follows her mom. "We didn't do anything, we were studying."
Brennan ignores her. she lets go of Michael and picks up the phone. "Angela? Is Michael there?" She asks as she eyes down the two, "I think you'll find it interesting where I found him." She adds, as she grins slightly.
"I can't believe my son and your daughter…"Angela shakes her head. She locks her car and walks over to Brennan.
"What about them?" Brennan asks, "They claim they were studying."
"You believe that?" Angela looks at her square in the face, "You cant be naïve enough to believe they were just studying. The times I told my mom that I was studying," she emphasizes studying.
"I don't believe that Christine could lie to me," Brennan shakes her head. They step into the elevator. "She tells me everything."
"Well maybe their initial plans were to study, and one thing led to another…" Angela tails off. "Sweetie, they are teenagers. Why else would Mike have been hiding from you if they were only studying?"
"I don't know…"Brennan contemplates, "Do you think that Michael would…"She trails off, waving her hand.
"I don't know…" She shakes her head, "But it's not the first time Michael has slept at your house." They step into the lab.
"And you didn't think to tell me?" Brennan questions.
"Honestly, I thought you knew." Angela shrugs, "Don't worry about it, if they had sex last night you know they were safe. Both of them are smart enough to know how to be safe."
"That's not very reassuring." Brenna shakes her head.
Agent Kingston walks up behind them "Lets go Temperance we have a body."
"Good luck with that," Angela touches her arm for a split second and walks away.
"It appears the victim is male," Brennan comments, squatting down next to the body, "there is a lot of flesh left," She looks up at Cam. There is a large tree behind Cam and over the body.
"There is just enough missing for you to help," Cam says.
"The victim was around 20," She touches the leg, "I cant give much else right now, there is too much flesh in the way," She examines the jacket the body is wearing, "Though based on the cuts in the jacket the body was stabbed repeatedly."
"Looks brutal." Cam comments. Brennan stands a nods, "I heard about this morning," Cam comments.
"It was nothing," Brennan insists, "They were studying."
"Two kids left alone to their own devices?" Cam speculates, "I think a little more than studying went on." Brennan takes her gloves off.
"I don't see why anyone thinks that." Brennan snaps.
"We were all teenagers once." Cam shrugs.
"I was more worried about grades," Brennan says, "And I know Christine is too."
"Even you have to admit Dr. Brennan, hormones make a person do crazy things." Cam points out.
"Maybe I should ask Christine," Brennan speculates, "It couldn't hurt to ask." Cam nods. Maybe Christine did have sex with Michael. Would she even tell her the truth? "I certainly hope she tells me the truth." Brennan makes one final comment before trekking back to her car.