A/N: This chapter is for Goldpiece. During one of her reviews for a different chapter, she said that Booth was acting like a turd. Well, that got me thinking, and well, that's a bad thing sometimes...and this chapter was born. So, Goldie...thanks! And also for dddynamite who wanted 'a bite of romance'. Here you go. Just a bite more...but there will be more...later.

Disclaimer: See chapter 1.

Seeley and Tempe stood waiting for Lucas Ryan to finish washing the windows of the camp's main office. The man- boy, really, Seeley thought, stepped back from the window and wiped his hands on a towel.

"What can I do for ya?" he asked.

"Mr. Ryan, I'm camp FBI Agent Seeley Booth and this is my partner, Temperance Brennan, we'd like to ask you a few questions, if we may?" Ryan stuffed the towel in his back pocket and nodded.

"Go right ahead."

"Can you tell us when was the last time you were at the laundry hall?" Ryan gave the duo a strange look.

"Well, let me see, I think it was last week? Yeah, last Thursday. Spent all morning over there. Then had to go back in the afternoon…left a few things there." Seeley nodded and wrote down a few things.

"And did you talk to anybody while you were there?"

"Oh, quite a few people. Lets see…there was Ms. Roberts, and Mr. Moses. And, umm, a few kids came and went, and Ms. Duncan."

"Mr. Ryan," Tempe asked, "what can you tell us about the missing diamond?"

"Well, I know that it's missin'," Ryan said. "And I've heard that Jill Geddings may have it." Seeley and Tempe glanced at each other and then back to Ryan.

"And where did you hear that from?" Seeley asked.

"I don't remember."

"You're lying," Tempe shot. "How can you forget where you heard something like that?" Seeley gave her a warning look but she didn't get it. "Now, we'll ask again. Where did you hear it?"

"Now you look here, miss," Ryan said. "I told you all I know, now I have work to do."

"Of course," Seeley said, stepping forward. "Thank you for your time." He grabbed Tempe's arm and began pulling her away. "Come on, Tempe."

"But he's not," she started.

"Temperance." Seeley used her first name as a warning and command. Tempe jerked her arm free and stomped off in front of him. Once they were away from Ryan Seeley spoke. "What the hell was that about?"

"You know what, Seeley?" she asked, turning to face him. "You're a…a….a turd." Seeley raised an eyebrow at her.

"Did you just call me a turd?"

"Yes, I did," was her answer. "That jerk was lying to us and you cut me off like a child."

"First off, I know he's lying and secondly, you were acting like a child. You can't accuse somebody of lying without some kind of proof." Tempe was about to respond when a voice interrupted.

"Hi'ya, Seeley." Both turned to see a tall boy walking toward them. He had sandy blonde hair and was followed by three people, two boys and one girl, none of whom looked happy.

"What do you want, Jimmy?"

"Hey, just wanted to say hi." Seeley narrowed his eyes. "You're working the diamond case, right?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"And how's that going?"

"You know I'm not allowed to say." Jimmy looked over at Tempe.

"And who's the chick?" Seeley stepped over next to Tempe.

"My partner, Temperance Brennan."

"Partner? How the hell did your team end up with two agents?"

"I'm not FBI," Tempe replied. "I'm a…squint."

"A squint?" Jimmy repeated, as did the murmur of the three behind him. "You can't partner with a squint."

"There's no rules against it," Seeley said.

"But it looks bad, Seeley. It may give these geeks the idea that they have some place in real detective work."

"Listen, Jimmy, I don't have time to argue with you. This is how I'm running my team, now if you'll excuse us." Seeley dropped his hand to the small of Tempe's back and began to lead her away.

"You better believe I'm reporting this," Jimmy called after them.

"Feel free," Seeley threw over his shoulder, and then softer to Tempe. "I hate that boy." Once they were away from Jimmy and his team, Seeley dropped his hand, but didn't move away from Tempe.

"Will we get in trouble?" she asked.

"Naw, the only rule about teams is that there has to be an agent and that I have to interrogate suspects." Tempe smiled over at him.

"So, um, do the rules say anything about me being in the room with you?" Seeley scratched his jaw line.

"No rules," he said. "But you did call me a turd." Tempe swatted his arm.

"Oh, come on, I'm sure you've been called worse."

Angela and Hodgins walked around the camp. Hodgins was impressed with Angela. She seemed to know everybody and nobody was too busy to talk to her. A few had been a little nervous about Hodgins being there, but after a few words from Angela, they opened right up.

"How do you do it?" he asked as she waved to a group of girls.

"Do what?"

"Know everybody? Have them like you?" Angela shrugged.

"It's a gift."

"One heck of a gift." Hodgins glanced at his watch. "It's almost lunch time."

"Then I guess we should head over to the mess hall."

"Well, well, well," Jimmy said coming up behind them. "If it isn't the rest of Seeley's team." Hodgins and Angela turn to face him and his group.

"What do you want, Jimmy?" Angela asked, arms crossed.

"Just wanted to say hi. I saw your agent and thought I would say hello."

"Come on, Ange, lets go," Hodgins said.

"Not until we have a little chat."

"What did he say?" Seeley asked, when Angela and Hodgins told him what had happened.

"Nothing much, man," Hodgins said. "Just told us to tell you both hi and that agents and squints don't mix."

"What does he mean by that?" Angela asked. Tempe and Seeley looked at each other. "What aren't you guys tellin' us?"

"Seeley and I have come to an understanding," Tempe told them.

"Yeah, I give her partner credit and she keeps her mouth shut."

"Partners?" Angela and Hodgins said at the same time.

"That's about it," Seeley pointed out. "So what did you two find out?"

"Well, the boy that brought us the note is Dan Kimbrel."

"Where have I heard that name?" Tempe asked.

"We met his sister our first day here," Angela pointed out to her. "Susie."

"That's right."

"Anyhow," Hodgins said. "We talked to Dan and he said that he doesn't know who gave him the note. That it was waiting for him this morning with a note and five dollars."

"Well, that doesn't really help us," Seeley said. "Okay, so after lunch, I say we all head over to the laundry hall." They all nodded and continued on with lunch. They were about to leave when a young boy showed up at there side.

"Seeley Booth?" he asked.

"That's me, kid." The boy handed him a folded piece of paper and then hurried off.

"He's kinda young to be here, isn't he?" Tempe asked. "What is he? Six?"

"That was Zack Addy," Angela said. "He's the nephew of the people who own this place."

"He's also a child prodigy," Seeley informed them, as he opened the paper, and quickly read over it.

"What is it, Seeley?" Tempe asked.

"I'm being called in to headquarters."

"That can't be good," Hodgins said.

"Listen, Tempe, you take Angela and Hodgins and check out the laundry hall. I'll meet you there."

"Are you sure?" Seeley nodded.

"Yeah, this won't take long." They all said goodbye.

Seeley walked into the secondary camp office, which had been converted into Camp FBI Headquarters. He flashed his badge to the 'security' guard. The man nodded at him, and Seeley pushed through the doors that separated the lobby from the offices. He walked down the hall and stopped in front of the Deputy Director, who was a real agent that the Camp had brought in. Seeley smoothed over his hair, took a deep breath and then knocked on the door. "Come in." He opened the door and walked in the office. "Ah, Agent Booth, please come in and close the door." Seeley nodded. He closed the door and waited to be instructed to sit. After a couple of minutes, the director, Steven Wenslow, closed the folder on his desk and looked up. "Please, have a seat."

"Thank you, sir," Seeley said.

"Now, do you know why you're here?" Seeley shook his head. "Well, young Booth, I have heard a most…unusual rumor. Do you care to explain why I've heard that you've partnered up with a squint?" Seeley sat straight in his chair, he should have known.

"Well, sir, there's no rules banning it, and after our first questioning session I decided that having her with me was useful." Wenslow leaned forward, and placed his elbows on his desk.

"Well, Booth, the FBI do work closely with scientists and other experts, but I must say, we normally don't consider them partners."

"Why not?" Seeley asked. "It seems to me that if we work closely with experts then we would get more done." Wenslow seem to think about Seeley's answer.

"You have a good sense about you, Booth."

"Thank you, sir."

"I just hope that you remember what you just said when you become a real agent."

"I will sir."

"You can go, and Seeley, keep up the good job." Seeley offered a smile and left the office.

Hodgins sat on top on a washer, his legs crossed. "What are we looking for?" he asked. Tempe closed the dryer and turned to face him and Angela.

"I'm not sure," she said. "Chuck Matthias said that he talked to Lucas Ryan while doing laundry. But Ryan didn't say anything about that. Matthias also said Ryan told him that Geddings bought the diamond, and Ryan won't to say where he heard it. To say anymore would be complete speculation."

"Which is my job," Seeley said, walking into the door.

"Seeley, how did your meeting go?"

"Everything's fine," he said. "No worries." Tempe wanted to ask more but somehow knew he wouldn't say. "So, what have you found?"

"Nothing," Angela said. "Because there's nothing here."

"Maybe not, but we needed to know that for sure," Seeley answered. "While I was at headquarters, I took a few minutes to look into a few things."

"Like what?" Hodgins asked.

"Like Chuck Matthias doesn't do his own laundry."

"What?" Tempe asked. "Then who does it?"

"He pays other people to do it. This year it's some chick named Rose Smith."

"Chick?" Tempe questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"It means a girl," Angela teased.

"I know what it means, but he's supposed to be an FBI agent," Tempe said. "I'm sure 'chick' isn't proper lingo."

"Oh, come one, Tempe," Angela started, but Seeley cut her off.

"No, she's right. If I'm gonna be an agent, I need to be respectful." Tempe gave Angela an 'I-told-you-so' look and then looked back at Seeley.

"So what now?" Seeley began to pace, his hands on his hips.

"Well, we still need to talk to Jill Geddings and now to this Rose Smith."

"What about us?" Angela asked. Seeley rubbed his jaw.

"You two see what you can find out about Rose. Tempe and I will go talk to Jill."

So...there you have it.

TBC...