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10. Choice
It had been a long night for Brennan. When she had come home, her father had left her a note.
I'll be back tomorrow.
I'll try to poke around a little already.
Sleep tight.
Dad.
She had not slept well.
At six she had just gotten up and went jogging.
At seven she had taken a quick shower, got dressed and drove to the Hoover-building.
And that's where she was right now.
About an hour too early for her appointment with Cullen, drinking coffee at the FBI headquarters.
It was weird to drink coffee in here without Booth. It was weird without Booth. This was weird, it wasn't like they usually were always together anyway, was it?
She was leaning against the counter where the coffee machine stood, looking into the hall, when she saw Sweets coming out of the elevator. She was still mad at him. She had trusted him. Booth had trusted him.
A few minutes later she saw Agent Dasilva coming out of his office, into the hallway.
She was just on her way to ask him how Booth was, and to venture at him, when she heard Sweets calling out for him. She froze.
"Agent Dasilva. Can I talk to you for a minute."
"Euhm… I'm actually in the middle of something doc."
"It's Doctor Sweets for you, and this can't wait."
Wow Sweets, where did that come from?
"What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Besides you barging into my office and just taking my files? Taking conclusions without consulting me?"
"Easy Dr Sweets. Who told you I'm making conclusions?"
Sweets didn't answer.
"This wouldn't have anything to do with the little visit Dr Brennan paid you yesterday night, would it?"
"No. And how do you know about that anyway? Are you having her followed?"
"You didn't answer my question doctor."
"Neither did you."
"He knew from me." another voice cut in.
"Sir?" Dasilva asked.
"I followed the interrogation through the mirror yesterday and I wanted Dr Sweets opinion on things." Cullen answered.
There was a deep silence after that.
"I guess that's everything?" he asked, eying the agent and the doctor.
"Actually not." Sweets said. Brennan didn't know Sweets had this in him.
"I would like my files back. This way I know I'll at least be consulted the next time my findings are used."
Cullen's mouth twitched. This was an all new side of Sweets.
"Agent Dasilva, have you read the files?" he asked.
"Yes Sir, but…"
"Then you can give them back to Dr Sweets. He'll be at your service if you need his expertise again."
"Yes Sir." Dasilva said reluctantly.
"I'll get them." he said, turning to Sweets.
"Good." Cullen said. "Now, if you would excuse me, I have an appointment to go to." and with this he turned around and walked back to his office.
Brennan took a sip of her now cold coffee and processed everything that had just happened. It seemed she had been wrong about Sweets. Since when did she jump to conclusions so quickly? But then again, since when did she trust her 'gut' over her science? She put her cup on the counter and went the way Cullen had gone, back to his office.
Go Sweets! :)
Sorry it took me so long to update, it's Chrysostomos on Friday and I'm a little bit -very much- excited!
For the ones who don't know what X-mos is, I think it's a little like 'Prank Day' in America.
The seniors throw a huge party because they have reached the 100 days limit (only 100 days left of high school). And we're not known for being selfish, so the other classes can skip class that day as well… after we've smeared them with shaving cream and stuff.
But the highlight of the event is definitely a show where we can, and only then we're aloud to do this (without getting detention), make fun of our teachers in front of the entire school. And, of course, don't forget the party afterwards! ;)
Anyway, I'll try to keep the enthusiasm concerning X-mos a little down, and concentrate on updating instead.
Reviews could help! ;)