Chapter 14

They both woke the next morning to the shrill ring of the cell phones. Buffy yawned and looked up at Booth. He was smiling down at her. He kissed her on her forehead.

"Looks like it's time for both of us to go to work. Would you like anything special for breakfast. I make one hell of an omelet."

"I think I'd like that, but what I'd like way more is a cup of coffee." She said rolling over to get out of bed.

"You got it. Go ahead and jump in the shower. I should return this call and I'll make you some coffee. I can drop you anywhere you need to go, just let me know." He said and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

Buffy took a quick shower and dressed. When she came into the living room the wonderful aroma of coffee and omelets hit her. She could totally get used to this. Booth was standing at the kitchen counter, finishing up his breakfast. She walked over and looked at the food.

"Looks delish. What time do we need to leave?" She asked him

He looked at his watch, "we need to be out in 30 minutes. I'm gonna go jump in the shower and get dressed. Enjoy your breakfast."

He turned left. Buffy grabbed her plate and cup of coffee and carried them to the small dinette set Booth had in his kitchen. She needed to read the emails Willow had sent so she got her laptop set it up on the table. She was in the middle of eating and had just began reading her email when her cell phone rang. It was Andrew, wondering if she had been briefed on the situation. She told him she had and they decided to meet in an hour.

"Why don't we meet where you and," Buffy checked the girl's name in her email, "Julia were supposed to meet. We can start from there."

"We were supposed to meet at FDR memorial park. It close to the Lincoln Memorial, you should be able to find it."

"Ok, Andrew, I'll see you then."

Buffy hung up the phone and began opening the attachments in the email. The first was the application Julia had filled out and sent to Andrew. The next was a picture of the girl. She was very gothic looking, with black hair, dark eye make up and bright red lips. She had the classic 1940's pinup look to her. As she was studying the girl's picture, Booth approached her from behind. He set his hands upon her shoulders and leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Ready to go?" He asked. It was then that he glanced at Buffy's laptop, seeing the picture of Julia.

"Buffy, who is that girl?" He said pointing to the picture of Julia

"That's Julia Spencer, the girl I told you about last night, why?"

"Because, Buffy. That's the girl we found at the Lincoln Memorial yesterday."

Buffy turned to look at him, shock registering on her face. This girl, one of her slayers, was the mutilated body that was found yesterday. Oh, this so wasn't good.

"Oh, this so isn't good."

"Look, Buffy. I can't believe I even have to say this, but I'm gonna have to take you down for some questioning. So you need to cancel any plans you had today, ok."

"Questioning, sure, ok. Look, I may not be much help, so you may want to stop and pick up my associate. He'll be able to fill you in on anything you need to know about her.

"Sure, just give me his name and where I can find him."

"His name is Andrew Wells and we were supposed to meet at FDR Memorial Park. He's probably all ready there by now."

"All right then, let's get going."