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Brennan ended her conversation with Angela and hung up her phone. There was a light knock on her bedroom door and when she looked up Brennan found Tracey standing there. A silent 'can I come in' passed between the two and Brennan nodded. The girl walked up to the bed and without a word climbed in. She settled with her head resting on Brennan's lap and stared up at the woman who's been her mother for the past years.
"Is it true you're a murder suspect?" Tracey asked switching positions to be on her side and look at Brennan. Brennan gave a brief explanation of the newest found detail in their latest case. "I know you didn't do it." Tracey said as she closed her eyes. Brennan didn't say anything, but she felt a warm feeling inside knowing there were people willing to vouch for her. She knew Booth knew she didn't do it; he'd even known years back during the 'voodoo amnesia' case several years back that she wasn't the murderer. "The facts need to add up." Tracey smiled as she told Brennan the line. Brennan smiled too and patted the girl's head.
"Yes, the facts have to add up." Brennan ran her hand through the girl's hair and watched as the girl began to drift off to sleep.
B&B
Since Brennan was currently the primary suspect in the murder, Agent Payton Perotta was brought into the case to work with Booth. After Booth and Perotta did the beginning foot work the inevitable happened: they had to bring Brennan in for questioning.
Perotta was conducting the interrogation, knowing Booth had been at the hospital with Brennan. Perotta asked Brennan about the incident at the hospital with the doctor. Brennan told the blond woman the doctor had missed the obvious fracture the x-rays showed. "And that made you angry?"
"Not angry enough to go after him." Brennan gave the woman a 'that's ludicrous' look.
"So, where'd you go after the hospital?" The woman looked at Brennan expectantly.
"Booth drove us to my house after we left the hospital."
"So, no alibi for that night?" Perotta knew the partners were close and would do anything for the other.
"Booth stayed the night..." Brennan started but stopped when she saw the look on Agent Perotta's face.
"Okay, now you're answering questions I had no intention of asking. " The blond returned to the questions she had on her notepad, more interested to know about Brennan and her argument with the victim rather than her relationship with her 'partner'. She always figured those two had more going on, especially when she walked in on them that one time Brennan was 'fixing his back'. "Is it your contention that the argument you had with the victim was constrained to the hospital halls?"
"Yes it is."
"Did you kill Dr. Ryan Jones?" Perotta jumped right to the chase.
"No."
"Did you dump his body in the sewer?"
"No I did not." Who taught her to interrogate? Brennan thought.
"Do you feel that your experience as a child in the foster care system affected..."
Brennan shot a glare to the double glass in the interrogation room. She knew it was part of Sweets' job to assist the interrogating agent but he crossed a line. Brennan returned her gaze to the woman agent.
B&B
The squints were working really hard in the lab and Booth along with Perotta were doing their thing in order to get to the bottom of the case. After further poking around the agents found that their victim had financial problems, owed some money and that he was having marital problems.
"He got into a real big fight with one of the nurses after that pretty pissed off mom chewed his ass." The nurse eyed Booth and it clicked he'd been with Brennan. "Her name's Angelina Baxter. You should talk to her." The nurse answered Booth's question of who that nurse was.
"The same Angelina Baxter who reported him missing and we haven't got a hold of yet?" Perotta asked.
"She's in tomorrow night."
B&B
"Hey, Sweetie." Angela entered Brennan's office.
"Hello, Angela." Brennan put aside the paperwork she was working on as her friend sat next to her on the couch. "When this case is over we're gonna make the city ours." Angela winked knowing that it must suck to be a murder suspect. Angela had no doubt Brennan wasn't the killer.
"Do you mean 'glug glug woo woo'?" Brennan asked with a light laugh. Angela smiled and nodded. "No." Brennan declined the offer of going out for a night of drinks.
"Aah." Angela sighed. "We're getting old!" Angela faked wailed and Brennan couldn't help but laugh. Angela smiled at making her friend laugh. She decided she was going to do something for Brennan when the case was over.
B&B
As the investigation moved forward and Agents Booth and Perotta questioned Angelina Baxter they learned that the doctor's wife found out who his new lover was and was on her way to confront him. The doctor was nervous when he was at work, not caring about anything else at the moment. He neglected his work and Brennan had caught there was a mistake in what he'd dismissed as not being a fracture.
When the agents finally got a hold of the wife they were surprised to find she had no idea her husband was dead. She hadn't gone through with her threat to show up at the hospital and had decided to have no further contact with her husband after that day. But Mrs. Jones gave them vital information that led to their murderer; the victim's brother.
"I found out he was sleeping with my wife!" Ray Jones began his confession. His brother constantly liked to go after his women and it had been devastating when he found out his wife and brother were sleeping together. He found out thanks to the doc's wife. "I went to the hospital and spotted him as he was leaving. I followed him and…I confronted him and he said to me…" The man gritted his teeth as he told the agents what happened after his brother waved him off. The beating Ray gave his brother was consistent with the victim's injuries. The doc was beat to death.
Brennan and Sweets watched the interrogation from the other side of the glass and once the man confessed, Brennan left. Sweets watched her as she exited without saying a word.
B&B
"Yes. Sweetie, go." Angela pointed a finger to indicate Brennan should go home. "I'm picking up Tommy and Tracey and taking them home with me for the afternoon. You are going to go home and relax." Angela's tone said she wasn't about to argue. Cam had already ordered Brennan to go home. They all knew the case was a drag for everyone, but then again they weren't the ones fingered as the prime suspect in the beginning.
Brennan stopped at her local grocery store on her way home. There were a few things she needed to pick up and it was as a good a time as any to do so. After she gathered what she needed she headed over to the registers to pay. She loaded her products on the band to be charged and scanned through her email messages on her cell phone as she waited. She was caught up reading an email from her publicist and didn't notice when the customer behind her dumped his products on the band. A box of condoms crossed the little bar dividing his products from Brennan's, but neither noticed. Brennan raised her gaze to the cashier when she was told the amount. She paid and headed out of the store. She loaded her bags in the trunk of her car and drove home.
"Okay, see you then." Brennan ended her phone conversation with Booth as she closed her front door. During the course of the case the partners weren't together in the field much and when she was at the FBI or he was at the lab, Agent Perotta had been there too. Brennan placed the bags on her kitchen counter and began taking out the contents.
"What?" Brennan asked herself when she found the box of condoms. She didn't pick up any condoms but she had them now, so she took them with her to her bedroom. Brennan decided to take a shower before Booth arrived.
Brennan stripped out of her clothing and stepped in the shower. As the water fell on her body and the weight of the case was rinsed away Brennan's thoughts centered on Booth. He was real supportive throughout the whole case and worked really hard (and so did the squints) to catch the real murderer. As she lathered up and thought about Booth in a more intimate setting, Brennan smiled. The kids were with Angela meaning they'd have alone time and that box of condoms that had somehow ended up with her groceries…
Brennan exited the shower and as she dried she made up her mind. She knew Booth would be surprised when he saw her and she had no doubt he was going to enjoy himself as much as she was.
"Bones?" Booth called as he entered the house. Brennan called and told him to use his key to enter. She'd given him a key way back when she bought the house, for emergencies. Booth didn't know if it was an emergency or not, but when he heard her answer that she was in her bedroom he quickly made his way up the stairs.
"Bones?" He called again as he entered her bedroom. Before he knew it the door to her bedroom closed and he found himself pinned between her body and the closed door. Brennan crashed her lips on his, her tongue asking for entrance immediately. Booth placed his hands on her hips as he returned the kiss, deepening it further as he felt her hands slip under his tee.
"Booth…" Brennan began in the sexiest voice he'd ever heard before. Not even when she was the star of his fantasies did her voice sound that way.
"Is this mine?" He asked as he pulled the neck of the very worn black FBI t-shirt she was wearing and took a peek inside. He groaned at the sight of her naked under the tee and moaned as it clicked that all she had on was the t-shirt.
"Yes." She answered his question, her lips returning to his as she allowed one hand to travel south.
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