Samantha Carter sat behind Janet Frasier with her arms around the short doctor's waist. "You tired yet?"

Janet smiled, "You're kidding me right? No, I could stay up for days like this, and I wouldn't need one wink of sleep."

Sam smiled, "See, now I know you're sleepy. You're the doctor doc, you know better than that."

"Yeah, but Sammy, it's how I feel. I missed you so much."

Sam closed her eyes, "Ditto."

Janet laughed for a second before she caught her breath, "That's a funny joke. Well, funny since I'm sitting here in your arms staring up at the sunrise in my back yard."

They both lapsed into silence, just enjoying each other's company. It was Janet who finally spoke up, "Do you think she'll find what she's looking for?"

"Who, Kerry? I hope so. She looked so, tired, so... emotionally drained. I know..."

Janet leaned back into Sam, "God, I'm sorry, I know that..."

"No, no... Jan, it's okay. As you said, it's okay, because you're sitting here in my arms, alive. It makes everything okay."

"Even your... foray back into heterosexuality."

"Uh uh..." Sam harrumphed, "You know that I... I know you're straight up lesbian, but I still. I love you."

Janet chuckled, "Nice try Casanova. I know that you are of the bi persuasion. Still, the guys you pick suck."

"That's because I love you."

Janet just smiled at this, "See, that was better."

"But Dean Cain, Clive Owen... Who can resist that."

Janet laughed again, "Ah yes, the only person in the world who went to see Beyond Borders for the guy opposite Angelina Jolie."

"He should have been picked to be the next James Bond."

Janet shook her head, "Daniel Craig isn't so bad."

Sam raised both eyebrows, "Janet Frasier, he's blonde."

Janet looked up above her head at Samantha, "Well, we all know that Sean Connery is the one and only true bond."

"Roger Moore."

"Sean."

"Roger."

"Sean."

"Nope, Sean was a little short, and that hair. Roger was just dashing on a spoon."

Janet started to speak, but the phone that was sitting next to them rang. Sam winced and picked it up. "Carter."

She listened for a moment before taking a deep breath. After another moment she hung up. "That was Jack, we're needed back at the SGC. Well, outside the SGC, they found a body." Janet made a not so happy face.


Booth looked up at the mountain and then off to the side. He met Temperance's eyes, "Don't go anywhere near the mountain Bones. Got it?"

Temperance looked up at it and back down at Booth, "You are aware that I'm not an idiot Agent Booth. Correct?"

Booth held his hands up, "You don't tend to listen to directions. Now, these are bones, we need to know who they belong to."

"Here?"

"You will have a lab in the main building to do whatever tests or such that you need to do." A blonde woman held her hand out, "I'm Lieutenant Colonel Sam Carter. You must be Doctor Temperance Brennan." Temperance nodded, "Good, this is my colleague Major Janet Frasier. She's going to assist you in whatever way you need."

Temperance crouched down by the bones, "And be my very own personal watchdog. You don't think that Agent Booth can do it by himself?"

Samantha looked Booth up and down, "Truth be told, I'm not sure why Agent Booth is here." Temperance hid a grin. "And if you need me, Doctor Frasier knows how to get in contact with me or someone else who can be of help."

Temperance looked up, "Thank you." She held out a hand and Samantha shook it again. "So, why are we just standing here."


"I would dial the numbers. Just to listen to your breath." Kim's Mom's iPod had just surprised Kim so much that she had spit out the drink that she had been drinking. "Holy shit."

The man that was sitting next to her patted her on the back, "Are you alright ma'am?"

Kim coughed for a second before she nodded, "Sorry, did I get you soaked."

The dark haired woman next to him took his handkerchief and sopped up a little of it, "He's used to it." She reached across the man, "I'm Lois Lane."

Kim shook Lois' hand and the man's as well, "I'm Clark Kent."

Kim blinked and looked at the two of them. "You, you're..." She peered at the two people. "So, can you, ya know..." She made a flying motion with her hand.

Lois rolled her eyes, "No, he can't, he's married, and I'm not a reporter, I'm a PE teacher, he's a school principal, and the only way we fly is by plane. God almighty, they're just names."

Kim held her hands up, "I'm going to go back to my music now. Uh...bye..."

Kim put back in the ear bud that she had taken out and caught the middle of a song. "You raise up so I can stand on mountains, you raise me up to walk on stormy seas, I am strong when I am on your shoulders, you raise me up to more than can be." She smiled to herself, this was more like her Mom's style. Josh Groban, not bad in moderation, but more than that. Kim couldn't be held responsible for what she did.

Clark tapped Kim on the shoulder, and Kim took the ear bud out again. "I'd like to apologize on behalf of my wife. Yes, we do have the same names as the two people in the Superman comics. We get that a lot, jokes, looks, sometimes..."

Kim held a hand up, "I understand. And am sorry for saying anything. I've been having a very... trippy trip, and for a second there I was having a stroke and regressing or something." Clark laughed. "So please, go back to... whatever you were doing."

Lois spoke, "Mostly contemplating our navels."

Kim smiled, "See, I was doing that while listening to music I don't actually like."

This made Lois smile, "Why are you going out west?"

Kim took out the other ear bud and shut off the iPod, "I'm looking for someone. A short woman who has stolen my heart."

Clark smiled, "That's very poetic, are you a writer?"

Kim shook her head, "Doctor, psychiatrist actually. I'm Kim Legaspi by the way. I don't think I have the same name as any comic book characters."

Clark laughed, and Lois rolled her eyes.


"Did you get the information I wanted on the soil?"

Jack nodded on the screen, "And you know..."

Temperance cut Jack off, "Thank you. Did Angela..."

"I'm good Tempe, but I'm not a miracle worker."

Booth mumbled in the background, "You're her friend, that's a miracle."

Angela shot the out of frame Booth a look, "I heard that. I can't make something from nothing."

"Please, just do your best." Both sides shut off the connection. Temperance went back to the bones, and walked around them slowly. Booth took a look at his watch, "I'm going to get something to eat. You should come with me Bones." Temperance shook her head, "Your loss."

Temperance undid and redid her pony tail and took another circuit around the bones that she had in front of her. She almost bumped into Janet. "Oh, sorry."

"You should take a break."

Temperance put her hand over the chest area of the body and shook her head. "The breaks just aren't consistent with anything I've ever seen." Janet nodded along with Temperance, but didn't speak. She went over to her computer and typed in a few things, a list came up. "Do you have a common printer somewhere?"

Janet looked around, "Uh...no..."

Temperance stopped just short of laughing, "It'd be great to have one."

Janet gave a distinct nod. "Can do... be right back."


"You're insane."

Kim smiled, "You know, I've been getting that a whole lot lately Ms. Lane, uh, Mrs. Kent...uh.."

"Lois."

"Right, I have been getting that a whole lot lately."

Lois had moved over a seat, Clark having had to go pay a visit to the boy's room. "Well, look at it this way. You're going over hundreds of hundreds of miles to find this woman. I assume you're in love, and she's not related to you in some way?" Kim nodded, "So, for true love you're going on a great journey. Hell, you have a better story than I do."

"You believe in true love?"

"Damn straight I do...uh sorry..."

Kim laughed, "I don't mind the word. Generally we don't mind the word straight."

"Right, anyway, I do believe. I was sitting in a classroom, minding my own business, and Clark he just, well he swooped in like my personal Superman."

Kim smiled, "See, now you're even making the jokes."

Lois rolled her eyes, "It's hard not to. So, is this woman your Superman?"

Kim thought about this for a moment, "No, you know what, she really isn't, she's my Clark Kent though... the comic book one, not the one you're married to."

"A Clark Kent ran for, I think it was President a few years ago."

"Really." Kim glanced out the window, "That would have been interesting. So, a PE teacher. My sister spent most of her childhood wanting to be a PE teacher."

Lois nodded, "What is she now?"

Kim paused, "What, oh, Maura's a Professor at Northwestern, in the Music department."

Lois inclined her head, "It is teaching. Does she love what she's doing."

Kim nodded, "Every single one of us does. My father's a cook. Ker..." Kim stopped and swallowed, "Why in the world am I telling a total stranger all this?"

Lois paused for a moment, "Most likely because you still think that you had some sort of psychotic break and are really talking to yourself in a bouncy white room. What about your girl?"

Kim crossed her arms over her chest, "See, my mind would never have made that up. I... I told Kerry that my father was a cook and she was quite astounded. I believe that she said something about guessing that I must be adopted."

"I take it you're not the best cook."

Kim snorted a laugh, "To say the least."

Lois out her hands, "Join the club."


"She knows something is fishy."

General Jack O'Neill looked from Sam to Janet, who had spoken. "How do you figure that. All she has is the bones."

"Have you ever read her books sir?" General O'Neill shook his head, "She's the best in her field. She also..." Janet trailed off, then resumed her previous statements, "She feels that something is wrong. She has a sixth sense about some things, while she has no sense about others."

General O'Neill sat back in his chair, "Do we know enough to make a positive ID? Do you know enough?"

Janet shook her head, "I have a guess, but you won't like it, and I'm not fully sure."

General O'Neill thought for a moment, "You tell Sam here, and she'll tell me, would that be better."

Janet cracked a bit of a smile, "You'd be less likely to have me locked up in a psych ward that way."

General O'Neill nodded. "Good, then it's settled, out, out..."

Sam and Janet both stood and left the room. Janet spoke, "She wants a printer. I said I'd be back in a moment."

Sam laughed, "Well, we'll use the government excuse."

"What?"

"Hey, a government moment is extremely different from your regular old moment."

Janet rolled her eyes, "Right."