The Bodies in the Field
Author's Note: This is for my whacked-out grandmother. She is constantly comparing me to everyone else. My cousin, for example, is a week older than me. She was held back in school and is now in 10th grade. She assumes that I'm just as dumb and tries to bring it up every chance she gets. So, this is to you grandma, when you finally decide to remember my name, I'll be listening.
Disclaimer: Um, I only own what is mine. Everything else belongs to someone else that is not me.
Summary: Bodies are found buried under a high school football field. Catch is, there are dozens of them.
"Today," the 'principal coach' started, "We are very pleased to introduce to you a group of very special people. They work at the Jeffersonian Institute in Washington D.C. and have been undercover in our school after being assigned to the case about all of the bodies buried under our very own football field. One even risked her life to keep all of you safe. After arresting the man who did that, one of our faculty, we would like to thank them and make them honorary Spartans for life. Would," he looked down at his paper to make sure he got the names right, "Special Agent Seeley Booth, his partner Dr. Temperance Brennan, Dr. Zack Addy, Dr. Sara Roberts, Miss Angela Montenegro, and Mr. Jack Hodgins please join me on the stage. We would like to give each of you a welcoming Spartan package, which includes a Spartan T-Shirt, an I.D. card, and a bumper sticker for your car." The group walked up onto the stage and collected the school's offerings. "Would any of you like to say a few words?" he asked. They all looked at each other and Booth took the microphone first.
"Wow. Okay, so, I went to art class here right? Yeah, he ripped up my artwork. This school has taught me that I should leave the art to Angela and work on what I do best, catching the bad guy. I was actually pretty shocked when I came here that A. I could pull off being a high school student, and 2. That everyone here was just so nice and welcoming. I want to share my condolences to the family and friends of all the victims and to all of you who had to put up with the bad guy as a teacher, or Mr. Carter, the art teacher. If he ever rips your work, know that there is an F.B.I. Agent who feels your pain," Booth said, "Bones, I think you're next," he waved his hand to motion Brennan to come over, "I introduce you to my partner, and girlfriend, Dr. Temperance Brennan."
"Thanks Booth. When I first heard that I was going to go undercover as a high school student, I wasn't the happiest camper. My high school days were terrible. You guys made me rethink what high school can be. I had some fun, and let me tell you, I think all of us up here know what a big deal that is for me. To thank all of you for being so welcoming I am donating copies of my books to the school library for all of you to check out and read. If you think life is bad right now, just hang in there and it will get better. Thank you," Brennan walked away.
"Way to be the inspirational speaker, Bones," Booth whispered in her ear, pulling her close to him.
"I try, Ange, you want to go next?" Brennan asked, looking back over at her best friend.
"Sure, just remember you're in a school, they don't need to see a smoochfest," Angela laughed and then took the microphone, "I didn't actually attend school here, like those two did, but I did work behind the scenes. I helped to identify a face to go with each one of those bodies. Pretty cool, huh? I know. It's something I love doing. Now, any school that can get my best friend and an F.B.I. Agent to finally confess their feelings for each other is a pretty awesome school in my book. So I guess, what I'm trying to say is, I am proud to be an honorary member of this school. If anyone is interested in any of this stuff, know that you always have a connection at the Jeffersonian, Jack-y, you're next," Angela dragged Jack up there.
"I'm the, uh, dirt guy. I actually went through all of the dirt that used to be your football field to help identify who the bones belonged to and to find out who did that. A lot of people work together to do these things. We also have rules, tons of them, and anywhere you go in life you will have a boss that will breathe down your neck about rules, like you do here. Stay in school be good, and hopefully Agent Booth will never have to arrest you, Zack?" Hodgins said, wanting to get this over with. Some party, all they were doing was inspiring the youth of America to do good. Zack walked over and took the mike.
He stood there, a little nervous, staring out into the audience. Before he could speak a girl that he recognized from one of his classes and a couple other places started screaming, "I love you! I love you Zack! Will you marry me? I love you Zack." This statement caused Sara to push Zack out of the way of the microphone and take it over instead.
"No he will not marry you. He's mine. I also think that we've had way to much inspirational speaking, I mean half of you are either asleep or falling asleep. All right, so I've never been the poster child for the do-gooders, but I do know how to have a little fun, can I get that track?" and soon music started filling the room, "Now dance. I was told this was going to be a party. At a party, I dance, therefore we are all going to dance," she smiled, and it seemed everyone else liked her idea. She grabbed Zack and began dancing with him.
"Hey Bones, care to dance?" Booth asked, holding out his hand.
"I don't know, isn't this a little silly. If we give in, we're only pushing it more," Brennan started to ramble.
"Or, we could just go with it to prove that the real world really isn't full of rules and work, but there is fun too," Booth countered, smiling.
"Okay, fine, we'll dance," Brennan smiled, moving to where there was more space to dance with Booth.
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