A/N: I really enjoyed tonight's episode. I felt that it really brought the old dynamic back, showing how both methods of investigation were needed in order to solve the crime - why BB are so good together (at what they do). This actually has very little to do with BB unlike the other chapters so far. I couldn't decide whose pov I should do this chapter and when I did and started writing...well you'll see. Anyway it is from Angela's pov. Let me know what you think!
Every body that we identify is someone's baby. I want my baby to know and understand that. Daisy and Brennan and Cam and even Jack can compartmentalize and see just bones. But I see the faces. I see what they looked like before death and I can't separate that from the bones. These remains, they were all human beings, warm, soft, loved, hurt. I think working with death and murder so much, we forget that the remains are human beings. We make jokes, we give them nicknames, and we forget that they were somebody's baby.
I spent the entire case thinking about this. And when Cam had to repeat Haney's name three times before she was able to actually get it out, it only reinforced the feeling. Haney was her great grandmother's name. Seeing those slaves' remains affected her more than she wanted to admit, more than she wanted them to. She felt connected to those remains, to those people. I think every once and a while that is a good thing. It reminds us that they were people too, not just bones and weird pink, fluffy sea snot.
Every set of remains affects us, whether we want it to or not, whether we know it does or not. It bring us closer together knowing that no one else can relate, no one else would understand what it's like to work with these remains all the time. I don't know whether it's because of the pregnancy or because I was away for so long, but it seems harder now, to try and separate myself from the remains, it's harder to put them into a box, literally and metaphorically. I know I wouldn't be able to do this if Jack wasn't here. Or Brennan, or Cam or Booth, and even Sweets. They are special people who know and understand and who always do their best for the victim.
When we first got back from Paris, I was sure that Hodgins and I were the linchpins that held the group together, but I've come to realize that it is all of us together. Take one of us away and everything falls apart.
