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When it became time to go over to the station house, Sully insisted that he drive. He told Booth he wanted to make a detour and he didn't want Booth to get lost.

Not happy to be insulted like that, Booth let his uncle know it too. "Fuck off. I know D.C. like the back of my hand."

Patiently, Sully stood and stared at his nephew. "Sure you do . . . Do you know the address of the house you use to live in before you moved to this apartment? How about telling me how to get there."

Ignoring Sully, Booth just stared at the picture of Brennan and her father and mother on the wall across the room.

Satisfied, Sully patted Booth's shoulder. "Okay . . . now that I've made my point, let's go before Jared's partner gets a warrant for our arrest. I'm too beautiful to sit in jail."

Standing, Booth followed Sully to the door. "Maybe to someone who's been in jail too long . . . You aren't that beautiful."

Annoyed, Sully turned and glared at Booth. "Ha. You wouldn't know beauty if it walked up to you and bit you on the nose."

Shaking his head, Booth pointed at the door. "If that's what beauty does, then I'll take ugly any day."

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Arriving at the station house, Jared came down to the reception area and brought Booth and Sully up to the interrogation rooms. Sully was still eating his hamburger that he had bought when he made the promised detour. Sully had not wanted to eat twigs for breakfast or lunch so he had decided that a burger would hit the spot. Eating the hamburger while moving towards the interrogation room, Sully called out to his nephew. "Hey, can I take my burger into the interview? I'm starving."

Jared didn't care. "Suit yourself. I don't care."

Sully followed Jared and Booth into the room and decided that he didn't like Jared's coldness. Once Booth and Sully were seated, Cam came into the room and asked that Booth come with her. She wanted to interview him in another room. Not really surprised, Booth stood from his chair and followed her down the hall to another room. Entering the interview room, Booth saw that it looked just like the other room. Moving over to the table, he sat down in one of the hard back chairs and placed his clasped hands on top pf the table.

Sitting down at a chair across from Booth, Cam frowned. "You seem pretty calm for someone involved in someone getting killed."

Calmly, Booth shook his head. "I wasn't involved in that guys death last night. He was trying to rob me and someone else shot him. I'm a victim."

Booth interested her. He was very calm and he didn't seem to be bothered by her questioning. "And you didn't see who shot him?"

Booth made it very clear that he didn't. "No, it was too dark. There are only lights in the alley at the back door and where me and my employees park our cars. I don't have any lighting for the rest of the alley."

"I see." Cam made a couple of notes in her notebook. "So tell me what happened last night. Start with when you and your friend walked out of the back door of the club."

Booth smiled. "Sully isn't a friend of mine. He's a relative."

Cam was well aware who Sully was. "Yes, I know. Jared told me Sully's your uncle. Now tell me what happened last night."

Shrugging his shoulder, Booth started. "I had a headache last night and wanted to go home. Sully came and got me and we were leaving the club when that guy walked over to us and demanded money from us."

"And he had a gun in his hand at that time?"

"Yes," Booth stared at Cam and answered her. "We didn't have a chance to get our wallets out of our pockets when we heard a shot fired and the guy fell to the ground. Sully and I ducked behind his car and called 911. That's all I know."

"So, you've never seen him before last night?" Cam wasn't sure if she believed him or not.

Booth shook his head. "I don't think so. If I did then I don't remember."

Cam realized that Booth's memory problems might be an issue. "Yes, Jared told me that you had brain surgery lately and that your memory is very bad now. How are you running a club if your memory is that bad?"

Confidentially, Booth leaned slightly forward. "I'm not really managing the club. My wife is. I'm just helping her . . . Everyone's just pretending that I'm running the club."

"Does that bother you?" Curious, Cam stared intently at her suspect.

"Enough to kill a stranger?" Booth chuckled. "Not hardly. The fact is, it doesn't bother me at all. The guy tried to rob me and someone down the alley killed him. I don't know who did it and I don't know why. I didn't see anyone and I didn't hear anything after the shot was fired and the guy dropped dead."

"So that's your statement?" Cam was disappointed. "You didn't see anything. You're just the victim of the victim?"

With a calm demeanor, Booth nodded his head. "Yeah . . . Pretty much."

Cam wasn't used to people sitting across from her in an interrogation room acting so calm. It made her jumpy. "You do know, if you're lying to me I'll eventually find out.'

"Well, since I'm not lying to you then I don't have anything to worry about." Booth smiled.

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Sully's interview went the same way that Booth's did. Jared showed his skepticism that Booth and Sully didn't know the victim, but since he didn't have any proof to contradict Sully, Jared had to let Sully leave.

Walking down the hall with Jared, Sully was very disappointed in his nephew and he wanted him to know it. "You know Jared, I don't understand this hatred you have for Seeley. He's always been on your side whenever you needed him to be. He's bailed you out of a lot of trouble in the past and now that he needs you to back him up, you turn your back on him and find a way to cut him out of your life. He's been a good brother to you."

Jared stopped and grabbed Sully's arm. " I don't hate Seeley. I've never hated Seeley. I'm just tired of his knight and shiny armor rescues. If Angela doesn't want to date me that's fine. I don't need my big brother coming around to tell me that."

Slowly shaking his head, Sully removed Jared's hand from his arm. "And yet, Angela has told you over and over that she isn't interested in you. What was she supposed to do, hit you with something to make you pay attention? She asked Seeley to interfere, it wasn't the other way around."

Looking away, Jared sighed. "Yeah . . . I know." Looking back at Sully, Jared crossed his arms against his chest. "Look, I was embarrassed that Seeley came down to where I work to talk to me like I'm some teenager. I'm over it . . . I'm not turning my back on Seeley either. I know he has problems now. I'm just not used to him being the one that needs help. I . . . I can't get my head around the fact that Seeley isn't the man I used to know. I mean half the time he seems to be perfectly fine to me. Then he'll say something or ask me a question and it will just floor me. I'm just as confused as he is. I want my big brother back. I don't understand the brother I have right now."

Sully nodded his head. "Now you really are talking like a kid . . . He is who he is. He didn't come out of the surgery like he went in. The important thing is he survived the surgery and he's still with us. We all have to live with the new Seeley. I'm just thankful that we still have Seeley around to annoy us. Besides, he isn't all that different from the old Seeley . . . Not really . . . Not where it counts."

Not sure what to do about his disappointment, Jared nodded his head. "Yeah . . . I guess you're right. I'll just have to accept the situation like he has. I'm selfish enough to know that I'm glad this didn't happen to me. I'm not sure I could handle his problem as well as he has. I'd probably be locked up by now."

Amused, Sully laughed. "Who says you don't need to be locked up?"

"HA! Very funny, Uncle." Jared jabbed his finger in Sully's chest. "If anyone needs to be locked in a rubber room then it's probably you."

Slapping Jared's finger away, Sully placed his hand over his heart. "Ow, right through the heart."

Smacking Sully on the back of the head, Jared growled. "Give it a break. You don't have to try to be funny all of the time. It's very annoying."

Sully grinned, placed his arm around Jared's neck and kissed him on the cheek."That's my life's mission. I want to irritate as many people as possible. No one will ever forget me that way."

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Leaving the police station, Sully and Jared saw Booth leaning against Sully's car.

Walking over to where his brother was standing, Jared blushed. "Look Seeley . . . I'm sorry about yesterday. I got carried away. You can tell Angela that I'm not going to bother her anymore. I also want to apologize to you for that crack I made about you and her. I knew it was wrong when I said it . . . I just wanted to hurt you."

Puzzled, Booth stood up straight. "Hurt me? Why would you want to hurt me?"

Embarrassed, Jared confessed. "Because . . . you scare the hell out of me. I'm scared that you don't really know I'm your brother any more. I'm scared that you're only going through the motions of being my brother because you think you have to. Bren probably told you you're my brother so you feel obligated to be that brother. I've been going to church every day to pray and ask for my old brother back. It scares me that you'll never return back to normal."

He saw that his little brother was hurting and Booth felt sorry for him. "Look Jared. I know you're my brother . . . No one had to tell me you were. I don't have very many memories left, but I can tell you this, I know you're my brother. I remember you. I remember Pops. I knew who you were in the hospital when I saw you. I didn't need Bren to tell me. You've been worrying over something that isn't true."

Relieved, Jared stared in wonder at his brother. "Really?"

Booth gave him his charm smile. "Really . . . Now stop being a jerk before I take it personally."

Happy that he knew that his brother really knew who he was, Jared hugged Booth. "I thought you said you knew me. Being a jerk is who I am."

His arms around Jared, Booth gave him a quick hug. He wasn't much of a hugger, but sometimes you just had to do it. "I need to get back to the apartment, Bren is probably worried about me. See you later."

Pulling away from Bootth, Jared stepped away from Sully's car. Booth walked around to the passenger side and got in. Glad that everything was straightened out, Sully turned and punched Jared in the arm. "See . . . that wasn't so hard, Jared." Walking around his car, Sully got in to the drivers side, tooted his car horn and drove away.

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