Pelant is DEAD! His case had just ended about 3 months before Diana came back to Sweets. So that dude is DEAD...
Hodgins POV
Diana was back in the office, examining the particles when I came back. "Why'd you get so offensive back there? I mean I've never seen anyone go off on Brennan like that." I said. She took a deep breath before answering. "I've worked hard for what I have. I know about Brennan's past, and I know she's gone through quite a bit to get to where she is, but I can bet I've worked harder and gone through more. I don't take disrespect of any kind. I don't tolerate it, and if she thinks she can get off with her subtle remark, then I will make it known to her that she cannot." she replied. "Damn! Women are so... damn." I said, trying to lighten the mood. And it worked, because she giggled again, becoming her bubbly self. "Diana, we're about to go question some people. You riding with us?" Sweets asked. "Huh! Oh, no. I'm just gonna hang with the bugs and slime guy!" she replied. "Great, see you later!" he said, walking out my door. "Hey, Sweets, Can you bring me back some clothes. I wanna check out the gym later," she asked, just remembering. He said yes, acting as if the goodbye kiss she gave him was an ordinary thing. "Okay, How did you and Sweets meet? You two are way to comfortable together!" I observed. She stared at me for a moment, smirking in a knowing way. "Sweets and I met the summer of our 5 years. I'd just moved there to my new foster family-," I interrupted her. "You were also a foster child?" I asked, very surprised. "Of course. I was a foster child until I was about 16. So, I had been placed with a family who was near Lance's adoptive parent's place. Anyways, when we met at first, we became fast friends. Both of us had a lot in common, and we became each other's life lines. I bought us cell phones when we were 10 years old, because I was being transferred to another house," she continued. "Wait, how could you afford the phones?" I asked, confused. "I was put up for adoption because both my parents died, and my other family members didn't want me. My parents worked middle-class jobs, but they invested carefully and saved continuously. It built up to a very impressive trust fund that is still very well supplied. Anyways, I bought the phones, and we stayed in touch. At age 14, I was once again brought into an area near Sweets home, but we went to the same college. The agency had discovered our higher intelligence levels, so we were both undergraduates. We took separate courses, but stayed in touch. We each graduated with Masters in out fields in 3 years. It was then that we were separated again, going off to different schools. During the time it took to get our degrees, I had been emancipated and was living by myself. By the time we were both 22, we'd gathered a fair amount of doctorates and I had started Law School. I just finished a few weeks ago. Now I am here, doing what I please." she finished. "You sure did do a lot in your short life span. But when did you two actually date?" I asked, intrigued by their relationship. "We dated during the time it took to get myself emancipated." she stated. "Why'd it take two years to get you emancipated?" I inquired. "Well, once my family found out I was a genius, they cared all of a sudden. They put up a mean fight, but I won in the end." she replied smugly. "Wow, you've got experience. So you're a doctor and a lawyer," I said, trying to wrap my head around it. "Yup! At only 25!" she said quietly but proudly. "Well, our work is basically finished. It's been about 2 hours. They should be back by now." I told her. "Oh, good. I need to check out the gym!" she exclaimed, running out of the room.
Sweets POV
We were just walking through the door when Diana was running out of Hodgins' office. "Did he blow something up again?" I asked. "No, he told me that you guys should be back by now, and I wanted to check out the gym remember?!" she exclaimed. "Oh right! I got your clothes," I told her, remembering the duffle bag on my shoulder. "Great! I'll go change, and we can go!" she said, excitedly. "Hey, Sweets, why does she want to go to the gym?" Booth asked me. "Oh! She always does boxing lessons wherever she goes," I explained. "So, she takes boxing lessons, and she's smart," he said in a questioning tone. "No, I don't take boxing lessons. I teach boxing lessons," Diana said, walking up to me. "Thanks, Sweets!" she said, jumping on my back in her red sports bra, black shorts, and red boxing boots. "No problem. Ready to go?" I questioned. "Indubidibly!" she said. "Oh, so we're using big words now?" I asked her playfully. "Well, I'll use smaller ones if you don't understand," she said, playing along. "Unnecessary," I said. "Hmm? That's a big word, but not as impressive as indubidibly." she stated gravely. "Well, I guess I'll try harder next time," I said, sighing sadly. We started to laugh a bit, unaware of the people staring at us. "I don't understand the event that just occurred." Dr. Brennan stated. "That's okay honey, no one did." Angela comforted. "Hey, Booth, you mind giving us a lift to my car. It's at the office," Diana asked. "It no problem. I was headed there anyways." Booth replied. "Awesome!" she exclaimed, kicking me in the stomach. "What was that for?" I asked her, unable to rub my abdomen because I was holding her up. "Giddy up!" she said. "You're still the same," I said to her, walking towards the car. "Heck yeah I am!" she yelled, making the other scientists look up from their work. We were in the car and on our way with in minutes, chatting with Booth along the way. "Sweets, don't forget we're going to Daisy's after this," Nina said. "Oh don't remind me! I really don't want to!" I groaned. "Well, you're gonna have to. You left that girl without an explanation, and you know good and well that if you refuse to do this I'll kick your ass." she said. "Fine," I said, sulking the rest of the way to her car. "Well, guys, I'll see you later. Sweets, I'll call if anything happens." Booth said, chuckling at our antics. "Bye Agent Booth!" Diana yelled while he drove away. "Let's go!" she said, getting into her Blue Ford Mustang. "I like this car," I said truthfully. "I thought you would!" she said, pulling into the street. "Let's get to this class of yours!" I said, excited to see her skills put to work. Good times are coming!
