Erin was listening to her mothers lecture on interstitial lamellae remodeling with intrigue. She blended in with the students at Oxford because she was engaged but was often distracted by Booth's snoring. Erin chuckled as he slept and attempted to listen. Erin was also distracted by Dr. Ian Wexler's very obvious attempts to flirt with her mom during her lecture. She couldn't help but to roll her eyes at the man and the women in this lecture hall who seemed to be drooling over him. "My partner, FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth, gave his lecture at Scotland Yard last night. Agent Booth, could you please stand up?" Brennan asked over the podium and Erin looked at her mom and smiled. Brennan rolled her eyes and yelled, "Hey Booth!" and Erin nudged him awake, "Yeah, I'm here. What's up?" he asked half asleep. He soon stood up as Brennan continued her lecture. Erin smiled with such pride seeing her mother and her favorite FBI agent be admired by these students. The lecture ended and Erin wandered through the lecture hall as Booth and her mother walked out into the courtyard.
Meanwhile Dr. Ian Wexler was attempting to ask out Brennan. Erin walked out to the courtyard to see Booth hanging by a wall, giving her mom and a moment to have a private conversation. "Hey Booth, are we just waiting for to stop flirting with my mom?" she asked as she put her head on his arm. Booth nodded, "Yep, but he might be finished now." he said as looked towards them. "I see, your cowboy has found some companionship?" said as he pointed his gaze over to Booth and Erin. Brennan laughed, "Oh, please don't call him what. He'll love it and that's not his companion, that's my daughter." Brennan said. Erin smiled and waved at Dr. Wexler and her mom. Brennan walked over to Erin and hooked her arm in hers. "Awesome, lecture mom. I stayed awake." Erin said as she poked fun at Booth. Booth nudged her arm and Brennan laughed, "Ian this is my daughter, Erin." Brennan said. Ian Wexler was dumbfounded and smirked at their resemblance. Erin placed her hand out to greet him, "Nice to meet you, Dr. Wexler." she said smiling and Ian chuckled and shook her hand, "Likewise Erin Brennan. I see where you get your good looks from." he said slyly. Erin's right eyebrow raised, "Oh, you've definitely had time to look. Thanks." she said and Brennan smacked her arm. Ian's phone began to ring and he answered it, "Murder?" he said and hung up the phone. "Are you three interested?" he asked and they all nodded.
They arrived at the scene and met with inspector Pritchard. "Ah, Agent Booth! I very much enjoyed your presentation last night. He's very active. Sound effects, visual aids, lots of props. Although he complained at great length about having to check his gun with us." Pritchard said. "Well, you know, without a gun, I'm practically naked." Booth admitted, which made Erin laugh, Pritchard had barely noticed the young girl behind Booth. "Training them young, I see?" she said. Erin nodded while stifling her laugh, "No, I'm Erin St-Brennan. Dr. Temperance Brennan's daughter. Nice to meet you. I can stay back here." Erin said. Brennan and Booth walked towards the wreckage of the victim. Brennan looked back and winked at Erin because she took notice of how Erin introduced herself as Erin Brennan and not Stiers. Erin winked and stayed back observing London's policemen and firemen. However, she could tell her mother was definitely flirting back with Dr. Wexler which she didn't like. By observing her mother and Booth Erin could definitely tell they were now involved in a murder investigation. Prolonging their London trip and Erin couldn't stop smiling, which caught the eyes of a bobbie. The tall bobbie approached Erin, "Aren't you too young to fancy a murder?" he said, flashing a crooked grin. Erin tried not to laugh, "Oh, I don't think there's an age limit." she said and as the policeman was about to utter another word, Booth showed up dragging Erin away. "Booth! He wasn't flirting with me. He just asked me a question." she groaned and looked at her mom. "I'm assuming you're both actively investigating this case?" she asked. Brennan smiled and it quickly faded away because she didn't consult this with her daughter. "Yes, I'm sorry we didn't ask you about this. But, I'm sure you can tag along with us...most places." Brennan said with a concerned look on her face. Erin smiled and got back in the car, "It's okay..I can always venture out on my own.." she said hoping her wish for some alone time would come true. Booth looked at Erin and then at Brennan, "No way, you can't roam the London streets by yourself. You already have the bobbies flirting with you." he said disgruntled. Ian continued to drive rather uncomfortably. Erin shot back with, "At least you know i'll be well protected." she said grinning and Brennan smacked her playfully on the arm. "Erin Grace," Brennan said playfully, "I'm sure that you will be fine with us. If you can't come with us..you can stay at the hotel." she said matter of factly.
Erin rolled her eyes in the back of the car and whispered, "golly jeez,"
Erin was left at the hotel as Booth and Brennan went to question the victims father. She wasn't about to stay in the hotel while being in London. She left the hotel and decided to take a stroll around the block. She found a coffee shop, it was ridiculously hidden and Erin was just happy to have a cup of coffee in her hand. Erin decided to take a seat on a bench overlooking the Oxford campus. She had her headphones in and was snapping pictures of her surroundings. She was soon disrupted by a tall brown-haired boy with the same blue eyes she had. He said, "American?", very loudly and Erin took her headphone out of her ear and raised her eyebrow. "Yes, how did you know?" she asked. He laughed, "Yes. No one takes pictures like American tourists. Interested in Oxford?" he asked but before Erin could answer he continued to speak, "Did you know that there's evidence of teaching at Oxford as early as 1096?" he spouted. Erin smiled, "Not interested in attending this fine institution. But, yes I did know that. Do you go here?" she asked. He shook his head, "No, just visiting. I attend Leeds." he said proudly. "What's your name?" he asked. Erin smiled and put her sunglasses on top of her head, "My name is Erin. What's yours?" she asked as she shined her baby blue eyes. He smiled and turned to her, "Vincent Nigel Murray."