Hey everybody! I hope you enjoy this chapter and I think you will…Please review because if I don't get a short confidence boost every now and then I get writer's block…not really but, please review!
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They caught up with John Roads, Sara's ex-boyfriend, outside the door of his world history class as students piled out of the class room.
"John Roads?" Booth asked although he already had another kid point him out.
"Yeah?" John was tall and muscular, defiantly the star quarter back type.
"I'm special Agent Seeley Booth of the FBI this is my partner Dr. Temperance Brenan from the Jeffersonian. We'd like to ask you a few questions about Sara Adler."
"Sara? What's going on?" John looked between the two of them with suspicion on his face.
"Mr. Roads, I'm sorry, but Sara was found dead this morning." Booth said carefully.
"Sara! No way! She's dead? Well, what happened?" John looked shocked and he leaned against the wall like he was trying to hold himself up.
"That's what we're trying to find out. You and Sara were pretty close right?" Bones asked
"Well, not really, I mean we dated and were pretty steady but, she never really let me get close, you know? I liked her. She was a really nice girl but, I really just liked having a sexy girl on my arm. Man, I just can't believe she's gone." John stared off into space for a few minutes.
"Kristen, her roommate, said that Sara broke it off with you Friday. Is that correct?" Bones tried to get his attention back to the matter at hand.
"Yeah, I didn't really see it coming, I probably should have though." He said still staring into space.
"Why should you have seen it coming?" Booth nudged for more information.
"Well, lately she'd been hangin' 'round with the professor like they were best buds, and the professor doesn't like me much so I figured she'd try to talk Sara into leaving me." John said, coming out of his mini-coma.
"And which professor would that be?" Booth asked, annoyed with the slow progress.
"Huh? Oh, Professor Topple." He jerked his thumb toward the open class room door where Professor Topple stood at the desk shuffling papers.
"Sara said that she was having trouble in this class and she'd needed a little extra help, but I've never known Sara to have trouble in any of her classes. But, hey, what do I know? I didn't pay enough attention to her when she was here, now it's too late." John said this like he was just talking to himself.
"John, I've got to ask, when was the last time you spoke to Sara?" Booth wondered
"Uh, Friday I guess, when she broke up with me."
"And where were you Saturday between the hours of eleven pm and three am?" Booth asked routinely.
"Uh, let's see…after football practice I went back to my room and crashed."
"Can anyone vouch for you when you were in your room?" Booth asked as John finally began to realize what Booth was asking him. John let out a short laugh.
"Well, yeah I kind of had a girl there. And my roommate. I think the girl's name was Tina Shaft, but my roommate might know more, she was his girlfriend, until last night. Rebound girl, you know man?" John threw a playful smile at Booth. Then Booth raised one eyebrow and said, "No, I don't know, 'man'." Booth was apposed to treating women as toys.
"Oh, well, maybe your sexy Dr. knows how I role." John said with a wink toward Bones.
"I don't know what that means." Brennan said truthfully.
Booth got into John's face then.
"If you ever have the privilege to be with someone even remotely like Dr. Brenan here, I assure you that you wouldn't want a rebound. And if I were you I wouldn't talk to her that way because she can kick your ass back to where it came from." Booth said quietly but, in a strong, sure, voice that had John Cowering at the wall.
"Damn right I could, and would too." Bones said in a matter of fact way.
"Okay, okay! Man, I was just havin' a little fun." John said in a small voice. "Hey, are ya'll done with me?"
"Get out of here. But stay close we might have more questions for you." Booth said angrily. As John walked away professor Topple walked out of the class room.
"Are you here about Sara Adler's death?" Bridgett Topple was tall and curvy but, in no way heavy. She had long brown hair pulled back into a bun and small wire rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.
"Yes, are you Mrs. Topple?" Booth asked exhausted. Professor Topple laughed. "Please, call me Jane, Mrs. Topple is my mother, And I always thought my middle name suited me better than Bridgett." She said with a smile toward Booth. Obviously trying to charm him.
"Jane, how much time did you spend tutoring Sara Adler?" Booth asked unaffected by her flirting.
"Quit a bit. She was having a hard time in my class and I felt sorry for her. She was a quiet girl and kept to herself so she didn't take on a study partner. I was deeply saddened by the news of her death." Professor Topple began fidgeting with the gold locket around her neck.
"That's a beautiful locket." Bones admired the locket in Jane's hand. "It looks like it's been chipped though, you should have someone look at that." Bones said trying to help.
"Oh, thank you. My husband gave it to me, he'd be mad if he knew it was chipped." She toyed with the necklace some more.
"Mrs. Top- Jane, I have to ask, when was the last time you saw Sara?" Booth asked slowly.
"Oh, I'd have to say it was Friday morning in my class." Bridgett dropped the necklace and focused her attention on Booth.
"And where were you Saturday between the hours of eleven pm and three am?" Booth was just going through the routines now, his exhaustion was taking over.
"I was here until about midnight finishing up some papers and then I went home to my husband and two kids."
"Thank you Jane."
___________In the FBI SUV___________
"Hey Hodgins, you got any new information for me?" Bones asked when she got in touch with the lab.
"All I got right now is that the particles in the victim's scull are some kind of cement. That was most likely the cause of death. Seems like Sara and the killer fought, the killer beat her with a tire Iron and she was pushed or fell on to something cement. I'm going to try to analyze different compounds and find out where the concrete came from. But, that's all I got so far."
"Okay thanks Hodgins call me as soon as you get something." Bones hung up the phone.
"The particles in the scull were from cement, that was most likely the cause of death. A tire iron was used to beat the body. That's all we have so far." Bones repeated the information to Booth.
"Well, how about some food then?" Booth flashed his wide charming smile. Bones smiled back at him.
_______________Later At The Hotel__________
"Wow, that was some good food!" Booth exclaimed as they walked through the door of the hotel room.
"The drinks weren't half bad either. I never had sex on the beach." Bones said as she walked over to the lap top preparing to check in on the lab. Booth raised his eyebrows and cleared his throat.
"Yeah...ya'know Bones you really shouldn't say things like that....I'm having enough trouble consentrating..." He muttered the last part under his breath so the Bones couldn't hear him. Bones began to check in on the lab.
"Bones! They said they would call as soon as they had any information in the case, take a breather. Gees, Bones you don't always have to work."
"Well, what do you suppose I should do?" Bones asked clearly uptight even after the one drink.
"There is a Hot tub in there." Booth said with a smile. "Oh, but you don't have a bathing suit do you?" Booth asked looking disappointed now.
"Well, actually I bought one earlier, but I can't put that thing on." Bones said looking toward the bag on the bed.
"Oh, come on Bones it will help you unwind, and I know I need to unwind." Booth looked at Bones. "I'm getting in." Booth said with a sideways smile and headed toward the bathroom. Bones sighed and took the bathing suit out of the bag. It was two very small pieces of fabric. Bones let out a grunt and began to change into the bathing suit.
