Title: life in the after life
chapter 2: invisible
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"There's no rational explanation for this"
"Bones, this is the Jeffersonian after all why don't we go see if we're dead or alive?"
"I don't know what that means"
"Sure you don't"
he muttered under his breath
"Seriously, I don't know what that means"
He stands up and brushes the dirt off of his clothe. Then he offers her a hand to stand up, but being her as she is she refuses to take it. She tries to stand up on her own but she can't. She collapses on the floor and he bends down to help her up.
"Let me go Booth I don't need your help"
"Bones for once, don't complain, and FYI you do need my help since you couldn't get up on your own"
"What does FYI mean?"
"For your information, now lets get going missy"
she points a finger in his face
"Don't. Call. me. That"
he tries to bite her finger and she moves it away just in time.
"You're such a child"
"Am not"
"am too"
"Am.. forget it I'll never win. Now lets see what is going on"
she grins and points forward
"After you"
They start walking out of her office and into the hallways of the Jeffersonian. They enter Angela's office, Booth remains in the frame of the door while Tempe goes to where Angela is working with a bunch of tissues next to her
"Ange, what's wrong?"
Bones asks putting an arm around her friends shoulder. She spins around looking from one side to the other as if she saw nobody there.
"Is anyone there?"
Angela asks cautiously, far from being her broody self.
"Ange, I'm right here"
Tempe says starting to worry. She waves a hand in front of the artist's face but she still doesn't see it.
"Booth, I don't think she can see us"
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