Spoilers: This takes place after the Christmas episode. So there are spoilers from that episode and it's fair game for any other episodes before that too.

Disclaimer: Chances are, if I owned Bones, I wouldn't be posting on here, I'd be writing for the episodes :

Author's Note: Sorry about the length of the last chapter- I didn't mean for it to be so short. This one will be better, I promise :

Chapter 4:

On the way to see Richard Garner a second time, Booth asked Brennan how her father was doing. She began talking about how they've been becoming closer, especially since Christmas in the trailer a month ago.

"That was one of the best days of my life you now? I got to spend Christmas with my family which I hadn't done in fifteen years. And then you, with that tree... it was perfect Booth."

"Thank you Temperance, that means a lot to me – plus, I just wanted you to have your perfect Christmas."

"I did."

They smile at each other and Brennan gets that strange feeling in the pit of her stomach again – the same feeling she had when she kissed him under that mistletoe a month ago.

Brennan thinking of a logical reason for this and thinks to herself, "I must be getting sick."

Before she had any more time to reason to herself, the vehicle stopped in front of the Garner's house once again.

"Okay Bones, let's go see if Rich here can tell us anything about his wife," Booth stated while ringing the doorbell.

"Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan, what are you doing here? Did you find something else about Allison's murderer?"

"No, Mr. Garner, not yet. We just need to ask you a few more questions that may help us," Booth replied.

"Alright, come on in – I'll put Colby in his crib and I'll be right back."

Richard Garner joined them in the living room ten minutes later.

Booth began the questioning, "How did you meet your wife Mr. Garner?"

"I had been working as an officer for five years when she was assigned as my partner."

"Uh-huh, okay. Can you tell us a little about that please?" booth asked, thinking he may regret it soon.

"Well at first, to be honest, I couldn't stand her (he laughs). I had been on my own for a while and didn't see why I needed a partner. We argued ALL the time for the first two months. After that, we started to become friends. After we finished an arrest, we would go to this little coffee shop near the station. After we became closer, we started to have dinner together frequently whether at a restaurant or at one of our places. However, it wasn't until our first kiss that we realized we were beyond "just friends." Our first kiss was under mistletoe – how cliché right? Anyways, we started dating after that – once we stopped being so stubborn to realize it that is. That was Christmas, 2004. I proposed Christmas Day, 2005, exactly a year from our first kiss. We got married June 17, 2006. Then, when she got pregnant, she quit her job as a police officer and decided to be a stay-at-home mom to Colby."

Brennan and Booth said "Wow" at the same time, barely audible.

"Mr. Garner, I'm sorry to tell you this but all those people you told me about all have solid alibis," Booth informed him before Brennan cut in "and she lived two days after you saw her last."

"What's that mean?" Richard questioned.

"We're not sure yet – Do you think we could take a look around – see if we can find anything that would be of any help?"

"Yes, of course. Look wherever you want."

Booth decided the best place to find answers would be the bedroom. After searching for several minutes they hadn't found much.

"Hey Bones – come shine your little light thing over here on the bed."

"Why?"

"Well… because you can collect DNA samples and see if maybe she was having an affair. Then at least that way we might have a lead."

"Fine, okay. Yes, there is definitely semen contribution here. I'll get my kit."

After collecting samples from the bed, Brennan decided to look under the bed.

"You know Booth; people keep the most secretive items underneath their bed, as a way of hiding it out of sight."

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I did know that!"

Brennan then pulled a box out from underneath the bed and placed it on top of it and opened it.

"What's in there Bones?"

"Photographs and letters."

"Okay then…"

"The photographs are of Richard and an older lady, probably 25 year difference."

"His mother?"

"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking."

"What about the letters?"

"They're all from Elizabeth Garner – now I'm close to 100 sure it's his mother."

"Okay Bones, what do they say?"

Brennan takes out a stack of about twenty letters, gives half to Booth, and they begin to read silently. A few minutes later, they put the last letter they were reading down and said "Oh my God" at the same time.

"Booth- do you know what this means?"

"Yeah, it means we finally have a lead."