Booth got the warrant.
We were going to Larry Mongoose's in a black SUV.
"So, suddenly the FBI's official cars are black SUV?" I asked. I was in the backseat middle, leaning forward. Booth was driving.
Booth didn't say anything.
We lived in a niceish neighborhood. We had a pretty big house. It was blue with white trim. Next door lived the Hethears and across the street was Gary Kindle (Not feeling too creative right now). We stopped at Larry's house, a half a block from my own. Brennan had on one of those blue squeaky suits that was, squeaky. Booth had on a tux, same as always. And I was in a hard rock café tee and jeans. With my hair in a ponytail, I was ready for some body digging.
"Okay, let's do this." I said when we stopped at Larry's house. I saw Larry at his doorstep, with oven mitts on and his apron as well. Right, Larry baked. He once brought cookies over to our house. They were good.
"What's going on here?" Larry asked.
"Mr. Mongoose, I have a warrant here to search your backyard for dead bodies." Booth said.
"Absolutely not!" Larry said.
"Why not?" Booth asked.
"I have a PRIZE WINNING garden in there!" Larry said. He was red. It was pretty funny.
"MR. MONGOOSE!" Booth yelled. "I have a warrant, now let the forensics team and I get through!"
I was NOT giggling anymore.
"Fine, let's just get this over with." Larry said. "But you won't find anything.
"Okay, come on." I said.
"what are you doing?" Booth asked me.
"Well, aren't we going to dig?" I asked him.
"No, that's the forensics' job. We just wait."
A few minutes later a really cute forensics guy came up to us.
"Uh, Mr. Booth?" the dude said.
"Yes?"
"We found something you might like to see." the forensics guy led us into Larry's Back yard where someone had dug up…
A skeleton.
DUN DUN DUN DUN!!! What will happen next?
(Plus, I'm not to good at the suspension thing so…)
