Apparently the BAU had been called in when the lack of forensic evidence and time constraints became a problem.

Right now Agents Hotchner and Morgan are talking with Booth and Dr. Brennan, Rossi and JJ were consulting Dr. Sweets, the team psychiatrist, and Prentiss and Reid were on the platform helping in any way they could. What everyone else was oblivious to, though, was that Spencer couldn't do anything, considering his worries had come true.

There wasn't anything wrong about working with Halsley, she was an amazing forensic specialist and she had this ability to think of things most people wouldn't consider. The only real problem is that everything she did was distracting him.

Spencer couldn't stop observing her. Every action she made simply captivated him. Of course, this didn't take him by surprise at all. He had spent his entire leave with her and couldn't stop watching or thinking about her. But now, he got to see her in a different environment. He got to watch her facial expression change from one of deep thought and realization to annoyance and every other trait that came with investigating a smart murderer. He would watch as her hands move to a notebook she kept with to scribble a thought or finding down and he would watch her lips move slightly, but rather fast, while she silently spoke out a problem that was to much to try and figure out in her head.

He was about to go up and talk to her when he saw her eyes widen and her lips stopped moving mid-though.

Quickly, she sprinted off the platform and down a hallway, into a private lab/office.

"Dr. Hodgins," Halsley requested.

"What do you want?" He snipped back at her.

"The carvings in the bone," she started, ignoring his attitude, "is it possible that some kind of defining particle got in one of them?"

"Maybe, why? I thought we knew where all of the girls were killed."

"No, we know where they were dumped, if they had been killed at the same sight there would have been signs of a struggle." She replied.

"What if they girls were drugged? Then they wouldn't have been able to fight back?" He pointed out, partly trying to be difficult, partly trying to help.

"Fine." Halsley gave in, exasperated, "there would more than likely be signs."

"Alright, you try to find something in the carvings and if you do, bring them to me." He told her. He may not like the girl, but THESE girls shouldn't have to suffer for it.

"I'll get on it." She replied, sped-walking out of the room and back to the platform.

"What was that about?" Agent Prentiss inquired as Halsley leaped up the stairs and back to the skeletons.

"I'm hoping that the killer may not have thought to clean the bones before getting to the dump-site, therefore giving us a clue as to what state these girls were from." Halsley explained while swiping each carving on every left radius with Q-tips.

"State like Florida and Iowa and Wyoming?" Dr. Saroyan asked, confused as to just what brought this about.

"Yes." Dr. Brennan answered for her, walking up to the tables while buttoning her lab coat.

"People in different parts of the nation, just as the world, have slightly altering bone structure. Dr. Hale, care to take a guess at just where these girls may have been from?" Dr. Brennan had continued.

"They were more than likely from the upper mid-west part of the country because of the wider shoulders and hips. Back before the last century, many women were forced to take on more than those in more civilized areas. The wider shoulders are a result of heavy lifting and manual labor and the wider hips are from giving birth to more children so that someone would be around to keep up a family legacy." Halsley answered, giving the last few sentences to explain to the four other, very confused people just why the bone structure was the way it was.

"Is that what it's like when I ramble?" Spencer whispered to Emily.

"Yeaaaaaah." She whispered back.

Spencer just smiled.

"Very nice." Dr. Brennan supported, in only a way she could. "I'm assuming that you're checking the carvings for indications as to where the girls were?"

"Yes, Dr. Brennan. So far I've gotten some things off the first two bones, but I'm not sure if they'll give us anything definite." Halsley explained as she continued the swipe the bones.

Dr. Brennan nodded her head and walked off the try and decipher one of the left radiuses.

Cam and Angela stood, frozen in shock. Not one person had impressed Brennan on first attempt.

Apparently Halsley had felt their eyes on her, for she looked up shyly and squeaked out

"Hi."

Spencer and Prentiss giggled slightly.

A/N: So Turtle woke up for a few minutes, but she's asleep now. Lazy muse:( I have the next chapter typed but I can't seem to get an ending for it. WELL, I'll keep working. Two notes before I go to sleep:

1) I edited a few chapters, the previous one to the point where I added a whole chapter to it. I wasn't sure if that popped up on your Alerts or anything, so I just thought I'd let you know so you don't get massively lost or anything.

2) I have 3 big end-of-semester projects due in a little over a month. So add those to my lazy little Turtle and-I apologize for this- updates won't be as frequent. I will try to update once a week at least, though.

Oh! And the lil Spell Check thing keeps telling me I spelled some names wrong. Now Halsley is suppose to be spelled H-A-L-S-L-E-Y, but other names could be wrong, so please let me know of any mistakes.