He was startled out of his light doze by papers being slammed on his desk.

"Where is she?" a voice that grated on his nerves immediately asked. He should have known that Flynn would be there bright and early. He looked to the clock and saw that it was just after six in the morning. He wanted to roll his eyes. It was too early for this crap.

"Good morning to you too. I'm absolutely great, thanks for asking," he said sarcastically.

"So that's how it's going to be, huh?" Booth just shrugged.

"You've already decided I'm guilty of being an accomplice so what I say won't matter at all and we both know it. Why are you busy wasting our time? You've decided she's guilty of murder and running and that I know where she is. You can't be stupid enough to think that I would tell you where she is if I was an accomplice and if you actually used your brain and realized that I really do have no clue where she is then you wouldn't need to be asking anyway. Let me save you some time… 'Where is she?'" he said, attempting to mock Flynn's voice, but butchering it very nicely by giving it a whining sound. "'I don't know'," he said in his real voice. "'Bull shit. Where is she?'," he said going back to his mocking voice… "Should I continue? Or have I basically got it covered." Flynn stood there and he could see that he was fuming. He was fairly pleased with himself for annoying Flynn that quickly. It normally takes him a little longer to annoy someone that much. He saw Flynn's mouth moving, but just ignored him and started looking at the screen of his computer. He saw an email from Cam with the subject saying urgent and saw that she had sent it yesterday around seven that night, probably sometime after they had gotten back to the lab. He clicked on it while still tuning Flynn out.

Booth,

Hope you're ok and get this quickly. After Flynn got to your house with the warrant and him and Wendell went to check out your car I called Caroline. I figured she may be able to find some way to help you since Flynn's convinced you're an accomplice. Trust her. She'll know what she's talking about hopefully. Hopefully you'll get this before seeing her, but if not I hope that her idea is a good one and that you listen to her. Wendell and Flynn got back from taking a look at your car earlier and only one set of fingerprints were found on the battery. Yours. I'm sorry. Wendell tried to explain to Flynn that it didn't matter, that the battery would have been too hot for you to unplug after you got there and it must have been done while you were inside the church, but Flynn wasn't listening. He doesn't care and decided you dismantled the car yourself. Sorry. He's ignoring evidence. We also found things in your home that we're attempting to run and find out more about. I know you're off the case but I'll still keep you updated. Take care of yourself and call if you need anything at all. My door's always open.

Cam

P.S. Don't let Wendell near Flynn alone. We may have another murder to solve if we do and this time the murderer wouldn't be caught even if we had evidence.

Booth couldn't stop the brief chuckle from escaping as he read and reread the P.S. a few times.

"Something funny, Booth?" Flynn asked, raising his eyebrow.

"No, don't worry about it. You just might want to deal with the squints from the lab by phone only though while you're working with them. It seems that I'm not the only one you're good at pissing off." He clicked out of the email before Flynn could demand to see it. "Was there something else you wanted to accuse me of or am I free to go since you had me dragged here yesterday and didn't have the decency to show up until now?"

"Oh, good, Cherie. You're still here," Caroline said coming into the office. Booth looked at the clock and saw that it was just after eight. He was impressed with how long Flynn kept talking without realizing that he was being ignored. He hadn't realized it had been that long and must have completely spaced out for a while. He was beginning to think that Flynn really needed to consider a career change.

"You're here early, Caroline. What's up?" he asked, confused as to why she was back so early.

"I got those papers signed by the judge late last night… or early this morning if you want to be technical... and let me tell you, Seeley Booth, you owe me big time. He was not happy with that late night house call."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Flynn demanded.

"Booth had me bring some papers to his office filing for full custody of Christine and charging Dr. Brennan with kidnapping her since he has no idea where they are and doesn't support it at all, right Cherie?" He stared at her, temporarily stunned into silence at how quickly the lies rolled off her tongue.

"Uh… Yeah… um, thanks," he said, making to reach for the copies of the forms. Flynn snatched them first though, causing Caroline to glare. He also raised his eyebrows at Flynn's boldness with Caroline. Flynn flipped through the papers quickly.

"Unbelievable, un-fucking-believable." Caroline snatched them back from Flynn.

"Rude donkey—" He snickered at Caroline's words as she handed him the papers.

"What? It's unbecoming of a sophisticated woman like myself to call him a jack-ass," she said smiling, clearly enjoying belittling Flynn. "Woops." He chuckled, but he quickly turned terrified as her smile vanished from her face and she turned her stare on him. "You owe me big for doing your dirty work of getting you reinstated too and assigned to the new case."

"What new case?" Flynn asked.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll be hearing about it soon because it's bound to overlap with yours if you continue to only investigate Dr. Brennan for the murders. Booth's got his daughter's kidnapping case. Have fun. Try not to kill each other. Booth go pick up your badge and gun and call your squints." Caroline left the office.

"So, I'll take any information you have on the case and why she's the only possible suspect."

"Yeah… we'll see… I'm going to talk to the bosses." Flynn left the office.

"Leave the files on my desk when they tell you to get over it," he called after him.

He picked up the phone to call the lab, then decided to go get his gun and badge first and just head to the lab after that. He had news to break to the squints and hoped that they had something for him to go off of to clear Brennan's name and find his daughter.

Only time would tell.


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