I don't own Bones, I know I have 206 in my body, but the Bones from Fox isn't mine.
For those of you who followed my other story, Remember Me? the sequel should be up tonight or tomorrow.
Suspect
Booth got the phone call as he was driving to work and he detoured to the Jeffersonian instead. They found the victim's wife. He would pick up Bones and head over there.
"Bones, we found the wife, let's go."
"I'll be there in a minute."
"Let's go I want to talk to her, chop, chop."
As they were walking out the door of the Jeffersonian, he placed his hand on the small of her back, and it felt so right to both of them. Angela watched them leave and smiled.
"Bones, he took his wife's name, and he was a stay at home dad. He raised their two kids, so he didn't have an employment record. That's why it took so long to find him."
"Wow, he stayed home with the kids; that's unusual."
"Well she's an architect who works at a local firm downtown. That's where we are going to meet her."
They pulled up in front of the office building. He had called ahead, so the secretary let them go right in. she was on the phone. "I'll call you later, got to go. Bye." She hung up the phone.
"Hi, Mrs. McCarthy, I'm special agent Booth and this is my partner, Dr. Brennan."
"Hello, I only have a few minutes, what can I do for you?"
"Do you know a Mark McCarthy?"
"Yes, he's my husband. Why?"
"He's dead; we found his body on Tuesday morning."
"What, dead?" she sat down in at her desk.
"Yes, why didn't you file a missing person's report?"
"Well, we've been separated for about a month, and I didn't really notice."
"Didn't he take care of the children?" Bones asked.
"Yes, but I thought he was just on one of his binges and didn't show up. He was a heavy drinker, that's why we were separated."
"How long has he been a drinker?" Bones asked.
"Almost the whole time we have been married. He started drinking right after we got married. He would go on these binges and not show up for days at a time. I always had to get babysitters at the last minute. "Look I have a meeting to go to, if you need more information, you can come to the house tonight. Here's my address. Will someone contact me about making arrangements?"
Booth was shocked at her reaction. "Ok, I'll keep in touch. Wait one more question."
"Yes?"
"What type of car do you drive?"
"A 2011 Honda Insight."
Bones interrupted, "Is it new?"
"Yes, I bought it last month."
"What did you drive before?"
"I traded in my 2009 Honda Accord. Why?"
"We were just curious."
"Well, now I'm late. I have to go. Good-bye"
"Thank-you. Goodbye."
She walked them to the door.
They went back to the car, and Booth was still shocked.
"Wow, what type of reaction was that? Talk about being cold. I don't think I have ever seen a reaction like that."
"Booth, maybe she's in shock, she'll probably realize it later."
"No, Bones that was strange."
They drove back to the lab, and Booth asked, "Do you want to go to the Diner for some lunch? I want to talk to you."
"Not now Booth, I need to do something at the lab. I'm still trying to determine cause of death."
"I thought he was hit by a car?"
He was, but we hadn't determined if that was what killed him."
Booth dropped her off at the lab, and went to look into any information he could find about the McCarthy family.
"Cam, did you do a tox screen on the victim?"
"Yes, it was negative for all substances."
"Could he have been an alcoholic?"
"No, the liver was clean; if he drank it was rarely."
A short while later, Cam came into the office. "I think I know cause of death."
"Oh, what was it."
"He bled out. All the tissue that was left when we found him was almost drained of blood, but if it did happen, it was slow. Whoever killed him left him to bleed to death, probably over a days time."
Brennan thought about the evidence that they had collected over the past few days. She determined that someone hit the victim with a car then left him until he bleed out and died, then once he was dead, they threw the victim in the dump. As she was dialing Booth, she heard his phone ring. She looked up and he was standing at the door of her office watching her.
"What are you doing there? Were watching me?"
"No, I just showed up as you called. What did you want?"
"We have cause of death. He bled out. Whoever hit him with the car, left him to bleed to death before disposing of the body. He also had no trace of alcohol in his system and he probably never drank."
"I was on my way over to see the wife, do you want to come."
"Yes, let me grab my coat."
They went to Mrs. McCarthy's house.
"Hello again, I just got home. Come in, but do me a favor I haven't told the children yet, so please be careful about what you say."
"Are you telling me you stayed the whole day at work after hearing that your husband was killed?"
"Yes, I knew it would be harder to come home to an empty house, so I stayed at work. I can't believe this happened. Do you have any idea what happened to him?"
"He was hit by a car, left to bleed to death, and then his body was thrown into a dump." Bones said.
Booth poked her, and whispered, "Could've said it a little nicer."
Bones whispered to Booth, "It's her Booth, I know it is."
"Excuse me a minute."
He walked to the side to talk to Bones. "What are you talking about? Did you find more evidence after I left?"
"No, my gut told me."
"You don't go by gut. What are you talking about?"
"I'll tell you later. Let's get this done."
They went back to the wife.
"Mrs. McCarthy we didn't find any alcohol in his blood at time of death." Bones said.
"He told me he was going to quit. He wanted to get the marriage back together. Maybe he was trying. She started to cry."
"Do you mind if we talk to the children?" Booth asked.
She became very agitated, "Yes, I do mind. My children haven't even been told at this point and I don't want some cop telling them. I would like to be alone now, can you please leave?"
"Yes, but we would like to possibly come back another time."
"You can come back if you need to, but just not tonight."
"OK, thank-you." They left.
When they got to the car, Booth asked. "What are you doing? I lead the investigation you follow. What are you talking about your gut told you? You don't do gut, you do facts."
"I just know it was her, call Caroline and get a warrant to search the house." I think she has the head."
"Bones I can't get a warrant because you think she has the head." He was yelling. "Caroline is going to need more information than that."
"You are not concentrating on this case, what is wrong with you? You seem so distracted all the time, and you're letting the suspect slip out of our hands."
"Bones it's through our fingers and it's not that I'm not concentrating, I'm just still trying to adjust."
"Oh, sorry Booth I forgot about Hannah. Why don't you bring me back to the lab?"
"Don't you want some dinner first? We can go to the diner and I'll let you steal my fries."
She just shook her head, "No Booth, please take me to the lab, so I can get my car and go home."
He dropped her off in the parking lot, and she left.
