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When Brennan was finished with her drink she started to take a step forward to go get a drink and he pulled her back and whispered in her ear,
"If you move I will be really embarrassed."
"Why?' She asked in confusion. He pulled her hips back against him and showed her why.
"Okay. Hey Ange how long are you planning on this going on?"
"I figured I'd shut it down around ten. That way we can all get some sleep," Angela absently said. Brennan nodded.
"Okay so we were here, now I have some medical files to review. Booth what did you do with Agent Boyles file?"
"I put it on that stack. You know what never mind I'll show you," Booth said.
Separating they made their way to the office as if it was another day at the office. As soon as the door closed Booth had her pushed up against the door. Reaching behind her, he locked the door.
"If anyone touches that door I will shoot them," He growled as he pressed his lips to hers in a deep hungry kiss.
They fell on the bed and Booth taught Bones about breaking the laws of physics.
"That was ...I do not even have words," Brennan panted out. Booth chuckled.
"The world renowned anthropologist and author is speechless. Damn I'm good," Booth, teased. She laughed then smacked his chest.
"You realize Bones that we didn't use protection."
"I'm on the pill for hormone regulation," She muttered and he sighed in response.
She rolled off him and snuggled up to him putting her head on his shoulder. He listened as her breath evened out and her heart rate slowed. Kissing her on the top of the head, he fell asleep beside her in moments.
Three hours later, she sat up straight with a start. She heard a soft snore and saw Booth sleeping peacefully next to her. She leaned over and kissed his temple. He muttered in his sleep and rolled over. She got up and pulled on her pajama pants and a tank top. Unlocking the door, she left the office closing it behind her quietly. Moving towards the platform, she realized that everything had been put back.
Striding back to the office, she snuck in and grabbed her card and her mug. She headed up to the lounge and got some coffee, which was surprisingly fresh. Arastoo walked up behind her causing her to jump.
"Morning Dr. Brennan."
"Morning Dr. Vaziri. What are you doing up this early?"
"It is my turn to work the midnight shift and keep an eye on several tests Dr. Hodgins has going at the moment. How about you?"
"Couldn't sleep there is something with these set of bones. I have been somewhat distracted. There is so much evidence to process so I thought that maybe now while everyone is in bed I would examine the remains." Arastoo nodded and told her,
"If you need my help I will be in the lab next to limbo." She nodded and headed down to the platform.
As she walked up to the remains she realized that she had left her clipboard in the office. Sighing she set her coffee mug down and went to her office to get her lab coat. Opening the door she snuck in grabbed it off the chair. Stopping briefly, she watched as he slept. Smiling she went back out to the lab. She walked up to the platform pulling on her lab coat.
Snapping on her gloves, she picked up the skull and turned it gently in her hands. Setting down the skull, she picked up the vertebra piece by piece turning them gently in her hands. She did not notice as Arastoo came by frequently bringing her cups of coffee in silence. Something glinted and she stopped turning the hyoid that she held in her fingers. Setting it down carefully she picked up a petri dish and tweezers.
Carefully she tweezed out the glint she had noticed in the hyoid. Placing the evidence in the dish, she labeled it and put it with the corresponding evidence. Picking up his autopsy file, she skimmed over it. Lacerations, soft tissue contusions, no drugs cause of death was listed as massive trauma to internal organs. She picked up the pictures taken and looked at them.
The contusion on the neck was a regular pattern that wrapped around the neck with an extremely thin line of bruising inside that contusion. Walking over to the magnifying lens, she flipped on the light. Holding the picture closer she looked and saw it. Grinning she stood up.
"I found cause of death for the pilot Booth," she said over her shoulder.
"How did you know I was standing here? I didn't make a sound," he questioned.
"I can always sense when you are near," she told him. Smiling she put the picture with his autopsy. "Now that I've done that I can go back to bed," she muttered.
"How many cups of coffee have you had?"
"Five," Arastoo called out.
"Thank you Dr. Vasiri," Brennan said with an eye roll.
"Nice boxers Booth. I like Scooby Doo myself," Arastoo snickered.
Booth rubbed his hand down his face in frustration. More than half the squint squad now knew about his underwear.
"Bed now Bones. Come on its sleepy time. Besides, you don't want your leg swelling. You have been acting like there's nothing wrong with it," he chided.
"I am not a child that needs to be told its sleepy time. And I'm not acting there is nothing wrong with it," Brennan argued.
"Bones just come to bed," Booth coaxed. She nodded and rubbed her eyes. He pulled her ID off her coat and swiped it then pulled her down and towards her office.
He led her in and pulled her lab coat off. He gently pulled her ponytail out. Giving her a small shove, he pushed her into the bed. She fell asleep before Booth had crawled into bed beside her. Angela gently knocked on the door and stuck her head in.
Laughing she said,
"Up and at em guys. Food will be here soon and I know how cranky you get without food Booth."
"Unnnghh go away Angela," Brennan groaned.
"She's right Bones we need to get moving," Booth, told her with a grin.
"You two look so cute like that," Angela said with a smile. She ducked when a pen flew through the air at her.
It hit Cam who stood behind her. "Get up you two. We have work to do," Cam said with teasing authority.
"Cam would you go away," Booth asked her.
"Why big boy it's not like I haven't seen it before?" She snickered as she walked away.
"When you people leave we will get up," Booth said towards the doorway. The door closed with a click and Booth scrambled out of the bed, grabbed his clothes, and headed to the shower. Brennan rolled from the mattress then began picking up things lying around the room and quickly put them away. Lifting up the air mattress, she leaned it against the wall. She gathered her clothes; shower supplies, and set them on the edge of her desk.
She noticed a scrap of fabric on the floor, bending over she picked it up on one finger. Booth walked through the door as she was standing up. She held up her torn underwear with one finger and raised her eyebrows.
He grinned and shrugged.
"They were in the way. I'll get you a new pair," he promised with a grin.
She laughed and threw them at her bag. Picking up her clothes and shower supplies, she headed to the shower. Showering and dressing quickly she put her shower supplies back. Walking up to the platform carrying Booth's cup, she grabbed her coffee cup and headed to the lounge. She sat down on the couch, set his cup on the table and sipped her coffee. Booth dropped a plate in front of her and one next to it.
Snagging his cup off the table, he went to get his own coffee. Sitting down next to her, they started eating. Parker joined them this morning as he had in last few days. He sat in Brennan's lap eating an apple. She praised his choice in good eating habits. One by one everyone started filtering in around them eating breakfast.
Cam asked,
"So what did you find last night Brennan? Yes, I know you found something. You don't sleep for more than four hours at a time when you know there is something there and you haven't found it yet."
"I found damage on the hyoid bone. I pulled particulates and put it on your desk Hodgins. The autopsy says that the pilot died of massive traumatic injuries to the soft tissue. However, the hyoid show specific damage including bruising that was done peri-mortem. Which indicates that he was murdered," Brennan explained.
"The bodies do have serious trauma however I will look closer at the contusions." Brennan nodded. Chewing on her bagel thoughtfully she turned and looked at Booth.
"Cullen needs to seriously review his people in Houston. I believe that they signed that paper work and never even looked at the body," Cam stated.
"Not every Agent gets the best squints in the business," Booth said in a logical tone.
"Hey they don't have to be the best to see what I saw. Clark I would like you to determine what would be that thin and could possibly cause that kind of damage. It is 6.35mm in width," Brennan argued.
"Yes Dr. Brennan, as soon as I finish breakfast," Clark said. Everyone finished their meals and headed back to their respective places. Brennan walked to her office, entering she sat down at the desk and spread the medical files across her desk. She looked up when Booth walked in. She smiled when he pulled a chair up next to her and sat down. She continued sifting through the files.
She pulled out a file and set it to the side. She continued to shift and scan. More files made it to the pile. She continued reading and sorting for another two hours. They looked up when Wendell stuck his head in the door. "Co-pilot is ready Dr. Brennan," Wendell told her.
Brennan nodded and tried to stand. Her leg folded underneath her.
"Yep your leg is just fine," Booth said sarcastically. He gently pushed her down on the couch, grabbed the comforters, and piled them under her leg.
Pulling down her sock, he saw the snakebite swelling. She glared at him and crossed her arms.
"The body can wait for a few hours," he told her in a firm tone. He went to let Cam know that Brennan was out of commission for a few hours.
Cam nodded and continued working on the bodies. Booth sat at her desk reviewing what they had. She sat on the couch watching them.
"You do realize that we have crossed that line," she said in a serious voice.
Booth looked up and grimaced.
"I know I know and that worries me. But then I don't think that I could possibly worry anymore about you than I already do. I also know that they would use you whether we were together or not. They know we are partners," Booth said thoughtfully.
"That is logical," she said as she sat staring at the ceiling and started humming.
"Oh God Bones please stop," Booth pleaded.
"What I am just humming," she said laughingly.
"Yes yes you are. And the song is painting pictures in my mind."
"You can't paint pictures in someone's mind," she said with a straight face. Booth laughed under his breath. He ran his hands through his hair.
"Dr. B I found out what that particulate is poly-paraphenyleneterephtalamide," Hodgins said sticking his head in the door.
She looked up at him and her face pursed up while she thought.
"So what is that?" Booth asked in curiosity still hating the fact he had to ask.
"Kevlar," Brennan said absentmindedly.
"Kevlar?"
"Yes, Kevlar," she said again. Booth laced his fingers, put them behind his head, and leaned back.
"What could be on a plane made of Kevlar," he thought out loud.
"I would not know. Planes are not in my area of expertise," Brennan said. Booth stood up and walked into Angela's office. A few minutes later, he came back in with Cam, Hodgins and Angela following him. They sat down around her office. Parker shuffled in and sat at Brennan's feet on the end of the couch.
"There is something we're missing about the plane. So I'm having the wreckage sent here. Is there somewhere it can be safely stored?" They all began to think. Cam shrugged.
"The only place is down in the loading docks. We can put it there and process it using everyone in probably two hours."
Booth nodded and stood up and reached his hand out to Parker who took it.
"Let's do this then. The plane will be here sometime today. So let s have a meeting and get this started," Booth said.
Cam walked out into the lab and began rounding up everyone for the meeting. Once everyone was in the lounge Booth made his way up.
"Okay people here's the deal. We have the wreckage of the plane coming in downstairs. We need to have this processed in under two hours. So we will be working quickly and thoroughly. I want a pre-flight checklist gone over," Booth told them with a serious face.
Everyone nodded and scattered. Booth started walking over to Brennan. Parker followed Booth as he walked towards Brennan. Booth stopped and turned to Parker.
"Bub I need you to go sit with your mom okay?" Parker took off towards his mother.
Booth continued to Brennan.
"Bones take this, keep an eye out. I'm going downstairs to secure the area."
She took the glock he handed her. Walking up to the platform, she set the gun down on the table and picked up a clipboard. She started her examination of the co-pilot's bones she scribbled notes down the sheet. The hair on her neck stood up and she didn't like the feeling. She picked up the gun and looked around. Not seeing anything, she set her clipboard down and slid the gun into her pocket.
She walked down the platform and circled around to go upstairs. She stood on the landing that over looked the entire lab but couldn't be seen unless you knew where to look. She watched as people moved around the lab. Sighing she went back to the platform. Picking up the hyoid, she saw the same type of marks as she had on the pilot. She set the hyoid back down and began to move through the remains one bone at a time.
Three hours later Booth strode through the doors whistling.
"The wreckage will be here in about an hour so get the squint squad together," Booth told Cam who nodded.
"Chop Chop," he called out clapping his hands together.
Brennan looked at Cam and shrugged leaving it up to her.
Cam called out,
"Hodgins, Wendell, Dr. Brennan, Arastoo, and Tori you are to go down to get evidence from the plane."
They gathered their supplies and walked down. They heard Tori babbling to Wendell. Booth rolled his eyes and mumbled about graduate students. Brennan chuckled at his comments. Then they heard Wendell bellow out.
"Tori, Dr. Brennan and I have readymade kits because we work with FBI and we need to have them ready to go at any moment. We are not weird. And if you want to work here at the Jeffersonian you should think about putting one together as well."
Booth grinned at Wendell. When they had reached the doorway, Booth put his hands out to stop everyone.
"Bones you and I are going to unhook the cameras in here. Everyone else stay put. I do not want you to move past this point."
Booth and Brennan moved quickly and quietly around the room disconnecting all the cameras. When it was clear, Booth whistled and waved them in. He handed Brennan the pre- flight list, walked to the door, and pulled it mostly closed. Leaning against the open section, he watched the hallway. Glancing over his shoulder, he watched as they moved through the plane Brennan checking things off the list.
He saw her pause and her brow furrowed.
"Whatcha got over there Bones?" Booth said walking towards her.
"The plane seems to be missing the aerodynamic lift creators."
"The parachutes are missing?"
"That's what I just said."
"I realize that Bones."
"Do they argue like this all the time?" Arastoo asked.
"We're not arguing we're bickering," Booth and Brennan said at the same time. Arastoo laughed and continued his gathering.
"The check list says there should be 11 parachutes in here. There are only eight. Can we get a copy of the pre-flight checklist from before they took off?"
"It's already in your office." She walked around the plane and finished the checklist.
"Hey Wendell did your automotive interest include plane engines?" Brennan asked Wendell thoughtfully.
"No, I wasn't formally educated but I learned about them on my own why?"
"I want you to do the mechanics pre-flight check list to see if anything went wrong there. Can you do that?"
"Yeah sure. That's easy." Brennan listened to the conversation. He heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He stepped in front of the door and crossed his arms.
A security guard stepped up. "Agent Booth is there something I can help you with down here?"
"No thanks John we have this under control," Booth assured the security guard.
"You know that the Jeffersonian has a strict policy about who is allowed down here and the camera's are out."
Booth heard Brennan holler out "It's okay John we turned them off for security purposes. I will make sure that they are plugged in before we leave. Can you make sure none of the other security comes down here?"
"Sure thing Dr. Brennan." Saluting smartly he walked off. Two hours later, they had the evidence, check lists, and were getting ready to leave when Brennan gasped eyes wide. Booth stopped and looked at her. She turned around walked into the plane and pulled out a parachute.
Booth rolled his eyes.
"Bones what are you doing?"
"Evidence." Pulling the reserve chute cord she watched as the pack opened. Snapping on her gloves, she snapped them on. Pulling three evidence bags and a pair of reverse cut shears from her bag; she cut three sections of the cord. Placing them in the evidence bags, she put the bags away and started towards the group.
Stopping she looked at Booth.
"We need to turn the cameras back on," she reminded him. Booth nodded and put everyone else in the door again. Moving back around to the cameras, they plugged them in and left.
Walking quickly back to the lab they were quiet. Entering the lab, they put all the new evidence in a tub and Brennan picked it up and carried it to her office to catalog.
Lunch came and went with Wendell bringing them sandwiches. Brennan cataloged and Booth compared the preflight checklists and passenger lists writing down inconsistencies.
Letting out a loud sigh Booth looked up said,
"We need to use the angelator and run a scenario. There are four chutes missing. Which means that there were more people on the plane than were accounted for."
Brennan nodded. They walked to Angela's office and knocked.
"Come in, Hey sweetie what's up?"
"We need you to run a scenario," Booth answered before Brennan could say anything.
"Okay here is what I need, a map of TN with a leer jet at cruising speed, which is 500mph with a 50mph tailwind. With a 200lb man jumping out at 200mph or head first with the NE wind at his back. Can you do that?" Booth asked with a smile knowing she could.
"Where do you want them to jump out?"Angela asked punching in information into her pad.
"The plane was found about 30 miles outside of Knoxville, TN. I'm trying to find out where they landed," Booth told her.
Angela input the information and watched the scenario run. "As best I can tell they would have landed about 5 miles outside of Kingsport, TN. Here are the gps and grid markers for the area they would have landed in."
"Ready to go for a ride Bones?" She rolled her eyes.
"We are going to need help." She knew what he was looking for.
Looking at Angela Brennan asked, "Can we take Hodgins for two days please?"
"Ask him sweetie," she laughed. Brennan nodded.
"If we take the Sequoia anyone watching will know that we have left the lab unprotected," Booth said with a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair.
Picking up the telephone, he called Charlie and asked him to meet him at a random restaurant. Brennan walked out to Hodgins.
"I know your busy Hodgins and you have already helped so much but will you go with us to gather up some evidence?"
"Yeah these particulates just need to be put on a slide and the grads can do this."
"We need a vehicle, they'll know if we take the Sequoia." Hodgins thought a minute and a smile spread across his face. Angela stepped out of her office.
"Hodgie take the Escalade," she told him.
"THE Escalade?" Angela nodded and he started bouncing around and Brennan looked back and forth at them.
Shrugging she went to her office and threw together and overnight bag for her and Booth. Looking at the clothes she added more, better to be safe than sorry she thought. Stepping out she hollered.
"Hodgins pack for an overnight and then pack extras just in case. Things never go as planned when you travel with Booth," she told him.
He nodded and walked towards Angela's office. Booth was speaking with Cam in a low tone. She saw him hand her the glock and speak again. Nodding Cam turned to the lab and squinted around.
"Sweets go with Booth and Brennan please," she asked and Sweets nodded.
Brennan walked up to Wendell.
"I want you to do preliminary and secondary examinations on the skeletons including cause of death. I will review them when I get back." Wendell nodded.
"Allow your students to help. It is how they learn," Brennan offered and Wendell nodded again. She walked over and waited by the door for Booth. Booth was speaking with Parker and when he finished he hugged him. He walked to the door where Brennan and Hodgins stood.
The four of them took the elevator to the parking garage then climbing into the Sequoia and took off to a ratty bar down the street. Brennan and Hodgins stayed in the SUV and in moments Booth was back and heading towards Hodgins house.
"Why am I here exactly?" Sweets asked in confusion.
"To drive the Sequoia back to the lab," Booth said shortly. They arrived at Hodgins estate and pulled around to the garage. Climbing out they unloaded their luggage and Booth handed Sweets his keys.
Sweets climbed into the Sequoia and headed back to the lab. As they stood in garage, Booth was whistling and drooling over all the cars.
"Oh Jesus Hodgins this a 1948 Aston Martin," Booth choked out. Hodgins chuckled.
"I got that for my 21st Birthday. But the car we're taking is over here." Booth walked over to it, reaching out his hand.
"Don't touch-"
Hahaha what does our favorite conspiracy theorist own that Booth shouldn't touch?
Yeah I love Parker as a squint, it's paybacks for Booth teasing them =)
I also love humiliating people with big egos so I write them in just to humiliate them. More humilation for inflated egos to come! ;-)