A/N: Well, you guys are lucky. I wrote this one last night. The longest one I've ever written so far. There's a little Sherlock reference in there, prize for the one that notices it! Also, I'm about to ship two people here, so I hope you're with me. Anyway, enjoy, cause you deserve it.
Chapter 4:
"Cam!" Booth rushed to her when he spotted her with the bug scientist.
"Yeah?" she asked absently, watching Hodgins carefully in case he blew something up.
"Angela made a facial reconstruction of the first victim and I happen to know who she is."
That was enough for Cam to look at Booth. "Dr. Hodgins, please don't blew the Jeffersonian up while I'm not here," she said seriously but there was some teasing hidden in the comment.
Hodgins looked at her sheepishly and nodded, trying hard not to blush. Cam smiled reassuringly and a little mockingly to the doctor's antics and then turned to Booth. "Ok, let's run the program."
"Hotch, are we sure this forensics are capable to solve one case like this?" Prentiss asked. She was annoyed by the fact that they were called in the middle of their days off to some case that was not that important. She had such a good weekend planned.
"Emily, it's Dr. Brennan we're talking about here. She's the one elbow deep over there trying to give us something to work with." Reid answered, stealing Hotch the opportunity to have an argument with the brunette agent.
"Wow, Reid. Got a crush there?" JJ teased with a smile.
"What? No, not exactly. I mean she's a genius, and her work is remarkable," Reid tried to cover his stuttering but every agent in the room noticed it.
Prentiss looked at the blonde and saw how she smirked and her eyes twinkled with amazement. She had always noticed the gorgeous ocean blue eyes the press liaison sported but lately she was beginning to notice the way they sparkled when she was angry, when she was teasing and when they were having their usual banter. Dammit Prentiss, hold it together for God's sake!
"Reid's right, Prentiss. Dr. Brennan has a flawless background and almost every case she has worked it's closed. She's the one for this job." Hotch said, effectively ending the teasing of the young genius.
"She's involved with Agent Booth," Prentiss pointed out.
"I can't seem to find the flaw," Reid declared, looking confused at Emily.
"That's none of our concern. They're not in my division. Therefore I don't care, and you shouldn't as well," Hotch said, marking the end of the discussion.
Prentiss looked around, as if she was looking for some support. She looked at Morgan, who just shrugged his shoulders and returned to the report before him. She dared to look into Rossi's direction just to find that the older agent hadn't even looked up from his file. She looked to Reid who was still giving her a confused look; and finally to JJ who was looking at her with amusement. She gave the blonde a small smile and returned to her paperwork but she was interrupted by the host agent.
"Agent Booth, I hope you're bringing some good news," said Hotch when he saw a smirking Booth entering their small working room.
"Actually yes. We were able to identify the first of victims. Her name is Marion Marsden. She went missing 6 months ago. Her husband asked the FBI for help, I was the agent assigned."
"Well, Agent Booth, it seems that you've found her," Rossi spoke for the first time.
Booth looked at him and grimaced. "Yeah, but not exactly in the way I wanted."
"It never ends how you want it, Agent Booth," Morgan said, showing his support.
Booth nodded in silent thanks.
"Now we have something to work with. Do you have the file of Mrs. Marsden?" Hotch asked to Booth.
"Sure, here it is," he handed one vanilla folder to the other agent.
"Good. JJ, go with Agent Booth to talk to Mr. Marsden. Rossi, Morgan and I will review this case. Prentiss and Reid, keep working with the forensic reports," Hotch ordered as every member of his team nodded and Booth was surprised to find himself agreeing with Hotch's orders.
"Shall we, Agent Jareau?" Booth asked with a charming smile.
JJ smiled in return and nodded. "It's JJ, please, Agent Booth."
"Then it's only Booth, 'k JJ?" Booth returned the comment with another smile.
They walked together through the Jeffersonian hallways until they met the platform where Brennan and Wendell, and ultimately Cam and Hodgins, were working together.
"Hey, Bones, we're going out to interview Mr. Marsden, you okay there with your little friends?" Booth asked.
"Yes Booth, Dr. Bray, Cam and Hodgins are really helpful," Brennan answered.
"I wasn't referring to… Never mind, we won't take long," the agent sighed and stirred JJ to the exit.
The small group of doctors saw a very small amount of peace as another two agents came around their area.
"I'm Agent Prentiss, and this is Dr. Reid. We came for the latest forensic report," a very business-like Emily announced. She was surprised when none of the doctors looked up at her after she made her presence known.
"Well, well, who is this very sexy FBI agent here?" Angela asked, as she made her way to the small congregation.
"Angela," Hodgins warned as he looked up and found a rather sexy agent dressed all in black besides a young lanky man.
"What? I'm telling the truth," Angela confronted, as she stood right in front of the agent in question.
Emily blushed a little and cleared her throat. "I'm Emily Prentiss, I'm with the team of Quantico," she introduced herself, extending her hand for Angela to shake.
"Hi there, I'm Angela Montenegro…"
A very impressed looking Cam cut Angela. "Prentiss? As in Ambassador Prentiss?"
"Erm, yeah. I'm her daughter," Emily answered a little uncomfortable.
"Damn, you FBI people are powerful," Hodgins complained while we took a small particle of something out of the remains.
"What do you mean with that?" Emily asked, sounding offended but at the same time curious. She then noticed that Reid was no longer by her side. He was behind Brennan watching her work with the bones.
"You see here, Dr. Bray? This fracture? I think it's clean enough to determine the weapon," Brennan said fully focused, handing Wendell a clean rib.
"Oh, Agent Prentiss, I didn't see you standing there. What do you need?" Brennan acknowledged her existence.
Emily muttered under her breath and stood correctly to repeat the end of her task. "I was wondering if you could give me the latest forensic report?"
"I will, when Dr. Bray and Angela have identified the weapon that caused this injuries. I'm sure you can understand the importance of that information."
"Of course," Emily replied politely. "Of course."
JJ and Booth stood outside the Marsden residence. Booth stood rigid in a very military manner.
"Are you ok there Booth? You seem a little tense," JJ pointed out, adopting a training instance as well.
"Yeah, I mean, I hope I brought different news to this poor man," Booth said, trying not to show emotion. JJ didn't need to be a profiler to know that his permanent partner was too dedicated to the job and every loss in it felt like a personal one. She knew the feeling also.
The door opened and a tall, bold man appeared behind it. "Agent Booth, so long. Have you got any news from my Marion?"
Booth took a deep breath and spoke. "Mr. Marsden, this is Agent Jareau, can we come in?"
The man nodded in JJ's direction and offered his hand, which JJ shook gently. He opened the door enough to let both agents in and shut it behind them. Booth and JJ stood patiently in the hallway, waiting for the man to invite them in. When he asked them to follow him, they entered a small living room and sat down in one maroon couch.
"Mr. Marsden, we found Marion. But not in the situation we expected," JJ began talking.
"I'm sorry, are you new to the case? Why are you working with Agent Booth?" Mr. Marsden interrupted.
"Mr. Marsden, we found Marion's bones. Agent Jareau is here to help us solve this case," Booth spoke softly waiting for the worse.
"Marion's bones? Not even her complete body?" He asked, as he broke down and started sobbing quite loudly.
"We're very sorry for you loss, sir," JJ said.
"What do you want?"
Booth and JJ shared a confusing look.
"What do you want?" Mr. Marsden asked again. "You came here looking for something. What is that?"
Booth nodded and sat straighter. "Is there anything else you remember from the night your wife disappeared?"
"No, everything I remember you already have it," he answered in the middle of his cries.
"We'll find our way out. Thank you Mr. Marsden. We're very sorry," Booth reassured and stood up, JJ followed close.
"Wow, the man was destroyed," JJ noted, once they were in the car again.
"Well, his wife disappeared and then the agent in charge of his wife's case shows up saying he found her remains. It's not something to celebrate, " Booth sputtered.
JJ looked at him, he seemed upset. This had struck close to his home, although she didn't know how much.
"So, dating the forensic anthropologist?" she asked, trying to change the subject.
Booth let out a small snort and nodded. "You people profile every single person you come across with right?"
"Actually not, we're not allowed to profile each other," JJ confessed seriously.
"But you are allowed to profile the agent with whom you're working your freshest case?" Booth continued the banter.
"Well, you weren't that difficult to."
Booth laughed hard at that. He had to. "Am I that obvious?"
JJ smiled widely. "Yeah."
The male agent nodded again with a pleasant smile in his handsome face. "She's awesome, a genius and a great woman. Not to mention a great mother."
JJ watched him closely. The purest of prides was gracing his existence right now, and JJ had to admit she would want to feel that one of these days.
A/N: Well, you like it or not? Identified the ship I'm gonna sail with? No? Well, doesn't matter. I've gotta say that writing two different teams it's a really difficult task (add to that the B&B and Hodgela that I have to write) but I think I'll survive. If not, tell me what I'm doing wrong. You know, like in a review :)