Chapter 11 – Meetings
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"I agree with Dr. Brennan's results," said Zach as he peered over the body, "Definitely a girl around the age of 8-9."
"I was able to find a small beetle wedged in between the right knee cap where you would normally find cartilage," said Hodgins as he pulled out a squirming beetle with silver tweezers.
"Hey," said Minnie as she bounded in through the door, "we were just at Ms. Hemming's apartment. All I can say is that she was a definite freak. Her apartment was disgusting!There were cockroaches everywhere!" She walked over to a bar stool, and sat down. "Mac wants me to dust the body for fingerprints; we're hoping that maybe our killer was clumsy. I doubt that though."
"I'm going to go see what I can find on our lovely little friend here," said Hodgins as he bagged the beetle he retrieved earlier. He walked out, but not before nudging Zach suggestively. Which earned himself one lovely little whack on the shoulder by Minnie. Se had barely started dusting the body for prints, when Stella rushed in.
"Hey, Mac wants to see us all in Brennan's office," she said panting, "He says it's important." Both Minnie and Zach put down their equipment, and followed Stella into Brennan's office.
"Okay," said Mac, "so we've figured out that Ms. Hemmings is in no way a doctor. She was dating one of D.C.'s more prominent drug dealers, and helped them store their drug in her cleavage."
"What, she stored drugs in her cleavage?" asked Minnie trying to hold back her laughter. Mac started to explain, when she cut him off. "You know what; I don't think I want to know."
"Anyway," he continued, "She started to see this creepy guy by the name of Roger who had vampire-like teeth. We're pretty sure that his is our guy, but we can't be sure until we run an investigation on the girl."
"Are we even sure his name's Roger? I mean if I was going to kill someone I wouldn't tell their friends my real name," said Lindsay.
"I'm running a search engine on every man named Roger on our list of suspected temps who worked for that cleaning service," said Angela, "I'm also working on a reconstruction on how Ms. Hemmings died."
"I didn't know you could do reconstructions here?" asked Flack.
"We don't do normal reconstructions, we use the Angelator," said Hodgins proudly.
"The Angelator?" asked Minnie looking at them funny. The squints and Booth smiled.
"This is the Angelator," said Angela holding her hands up like Vanna White.
"What exactly is it though," asked Minnie as she stared at it.
"It's the finest in reconstruction technology in the world, and was created by yours truly," started Angela, "All you do is plug in a scenario and it pretty much performs it for you. For example," She typed in a scenario on to her clipboard. Instantly on the screen popped up the virtual image of a girl hung up over the fire pit.
"Based upon the amounts of char Zach found imbedded in her bone, she was hung at most 10 feet away from the flame. Which means the fire had to be at least 10 feet wide, so we're looking for a building that could hold that without seeming suspicious? I'm thinking a meat factory. He hung her on a meat hook, and then hung her over a fire."
"Angela this is amazing!" exclaimed Minnie, until everyone looked at her awkwardly, "The Angelator, not the way she died."
"It is quite impressive," said Mac slowly, "Have you ever considered making a profit off of it?"
"No way, this baby will only work for the Jeffersonian," said Angela putting one of her hands on the machine lovingly.
"Yeah, Angela loves the Angelator more than she loves me," explained Hodgins, which was greeted with a strong slap on his arm.
"If we're done here, Zach and I have to finish processing the new body, can we go?" asked Minnie. Mac nodded and they both left.
"I hope that's the only thing they're going to do," said Hodgins, which got him another couple of slaps from the rest of the girls.
After about an hour in the lab, Minnie and Zach had not been able to find anything to get them any farther in the case.
"I've almost dusted the entire body, and not a single fingerprint. You?" she asked Zach.
"Nothing, I can't even find a COD!"
"This is getting really irritating," she said as she sat down, "I hope everyone else is having better luck than us." Almost a minute later Danny came running through the doors.
"Hey, Angela found a hit on her search, we're all going to see if he's our man," Danny said. Minnie practically leaped out of her chair. "No, Mac wants you to find something in the evidence. You two are staying here; I just thought you'd like to know where we were going." Minnie sat back down dejectedly. Danny flashed an apologetic smile, and ran off.
"Well this sucks," she said, "We miss out on all the action." Zach took a seat across from her and nodded. They continued to process all the evidence they'd found at the crime scenes, and everyone else still hadn't come back. It was getting dark, and they were starting to leave.
"We've been here over 2 hours, and nothing," said Minnie as she pulled on her jacket.
"We'll find something eventually; I mean there were some very distinct patterns in the bones. They may be linked to the murder weapon," said Zach as he continued to peer over the body.
"Aren't you going home?" asked Minnie as she stopped near the lab table.
"Hodgins is my ride, and he's not here," said Zach.
"Well, then I'd better be going," said Minnie as she stopped to peer over the evidence, "Um, does that mark on the tip of the cervical vertebrae look like its been cut with a bread knife to you?"
"What," said Zach as he shifted his gaze from the lover hip to the neck of the skeleton, "It could be, but it could also be something natural? We'll have to ask Angela to run a simulation on the Angelator."
"Yay," said Minnie happily, "Today wasn't a totally waste of time! I can go hom, and sleep easy now."
"Oh, I don't think you'll be going anywhere for a while," said a sinister voice behind them.
AU: What do you think?? I know this is a little bit more sinister, but I was getting bored. Tell me if you like it, tell me if you hate it, in fact tell if you're hungry. Just tell me something.