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One more day
One more time
One more sunset,
Maybe I'd be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still
For one more day with you
Sweets POV
Present time
It's pouring rain.
Everyone is at the lab hours earlier than usual. All of them are trying to find out why but not think about what they're doing or more correctly who is on the table.
Hodgins is running every test in the book. Getting as many particulates as possible from the wounds all over her body and went back to the crime scene to get the ones that the others missed. He is going to also look at her car to see if she left some clues about anything in there.
Angela is trying to find the video footage of the crash in as many different angles as possible trying to find the license plate of the other car the one that drove off after it shot Brennan then ran her car off the road.
Cam is waiting for Hodgins to finish finding the evidence on her body and going to help with her car then going to do the autopsy on Brennan. I'm still not 100% sure about them working this case or any other for that matter.
Agent Booth is in full-on denial. He is trying to work this case like he would any other but the elephant in the room is how they, that is him and Brennan, left things the night before the crash. They had a big knock-down-drag-out fight next time they saw or talked to each other was after the call for them to be at the crime scene; right before the crash.
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Brennan's POV
Two days before the crash
Booth has been a complete ass all day today and, I have finally had e nough of it. I ask for him to come to my office when he starts on the others. I grab his arm and start to dragging him and slam my door closed.
He sees that I am furious and starts to talk almost condescendingly at me "Listen Bones I don't really-"
"No, you listen Booth, what the help is up with you? I'm not going to stand by and allow you to bully the others because of something they have nothing to do with. Ever since we've been back you've been doing it to me and, I let that go, but they have done nothing to you. You have no reason, no right, to be honest. I'm sick of how you are acting."
"You're sick of me! HA, that's rich, considering how you're the frickin' ice queen. It's no wonder your parents left you."
Silence is ringing around the room. Then "get out."
"Bones, I'm-" he then realised that he had gone to far
"Get out, we are done. You've said what you feel and if that's how, GET OUT, I'M DONE.
"FINE" he yells back before storming out of my office then the lab. Just like that over half a decade of partnership undone in a five minute fight
The lab itself was completely silent as I march to Limbo trying to calm myself down. I hear someone try to follow me and a second set of footstep accompanying them until they both stop and start fading
An hour or so later I hear footsteps echoing around the hall and into Limbo and I look up to see Cam leaning in the doorway. We are silent for a few moments until she breaks it "That was quite a fight" she says in a slightly disapproving tone I sigh and look her directly in the eye and she almost seemed to change the course of her next question right before the words come out "Do you think that you both meant what you said?"
"I don't know about Booth but I have found that people say what they mean when they get mad and I believe that we were both furious. I know that I will not regret what I said or did any time soon if that's what you're looking for."
"Can I ask what it was about?"
"Just us reaching our boiling point. I'm glad he finally told me what he thought after all these years of us working together. Now he get what he wants, deserves, a partner who isn't cold and unemotional" I almost spit the last few words
"Now your miserable"
"I'm fine. He wanted, needed, an out and I gave it to him."
"I don't think that he actually meant 100% of what he said."
"I know that he did, at least enough of it." I say with as much certainty as I can
"How do you know?"
"Booth will be happy to have a partner that he won't have to worry about because they will have a gun and he also won't have to explain basic human emotions to." I pause and let out a deep breath Cam looks at me worried but I continue "I'm a cold fish. I'm uncaring, unemotional,unsympathetic, callous, heartless" the world is spinning so bad that I let my knees bend and try to support my weight with my arms on to the table but they can't I slips and I fall and as it slips my arm gets cut from the sharp edge.
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Cam's POV
I had gone down to Limbo to see if Brennan was ok. When I get down there her shoulders are slumped and despite the skeleton laid out in front of her she is clearly not looking at it I believe she is trying to calm down. We have a short conversation when I asked her how she knew I hadn't realised that I had open the flood gates when I see that she puts her weight on to her arms but slips her right hand slides against the sharp edge of the table and I see a large red cut, at least five inches, form along her inner arm just above the wrist.
I quickly closed the door and crossed the room to see if I could help. I saw the deep six inch cut along her right forearm. I lift it up and tell her that she will probably need stitches she gives me a bitter smile then I offer "I could do it. If you want me to." She nods slowly, tentatively, but nods yes none the less and we walk to my office. We both thank whatever has taken Angela and Hodgins away from the lab. I ask her to get on the table that does not have a body on it and grab a suture kit "I don't have any painkillers. Are you sure you still want me to do it?"
"Yeah," she nods
I start to stitch the sink back together I watch her face as she keeps it passive "you okay?" I ask worriedly when I see a flash of pain across her face.
"Yes." She says quickly "I'm fine."
Now I know why I work with the dead. I don't have to worry about if I'm hurting them.
"You know no one that you work with more than once or twice thinks you're anything like that" I say the way she had said that before had bothered me it didn't take a genius to figure out that she had heard one to many people say things like that. I pause and realize that everyone one in the lab had done it at least once "not really." I finish
She looks at me like she doesn't really believe me. "Why wouldn't they."
"You do too much good, care too much about the victims. You stay up all night and day sometimes to figure out how they died. And when it comes to the living, you can't get much more loyal, once you decide that you can trust them." I say honestly
"Thank you." She says with a smile
"I'm done" I say cutting the string on the final suture and tossing the needle "in about a week it should be healed enough to take them out" I say with one more look at her arm.
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Hodgins' POV
Present time
After about fifteen minutes or so of silence from Ange's office she tells us all to come to her office "Took a while," she says "but here's the footage from the crash." She says slowly the Angelatron's screen shows Dr. B's car then a black van. Then on the passenger side of the van we see a barrel of the gun point toward Brennan. Then...
POP
POP
POP
the camera captured Brennan trying to stop the bleeding from her chest and, failing miserably.
Then the other car hits her's she swirled back on the road. They tried again and failed. Once more and her car can't get traction and we see it flip seven or eight times until coming to rest upside-down we see the other car high tail it out of there. "Can you pause it there?" Cam asks
"Easy." Angie says pausing it
"Can we get plates from that?" The pathologist asks
"Yeah." Angie zooms in and let's the picture to clear "Looks like DT-2758"
"Now we just needed to figure out who that belongs to." Sweets pipes
As the others leave I ask Angela "why do I feel like that's too easy?"
"Because it probably is."
did any of you think it would be that easy?
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