Christine's Pov

As I walked out of History class I was extremely pissed off and annoyed. Apparently the History teacher really hates me because we were now doing an assignment on John Wilkes Booth, the man who assassinated President Lincoln. I knew my father was going to be seriously pissed when he found out.

"God Mr. Donavan hates you. I can't believe he's making everyone do an assignment on your family history" Ford said. He was still in trouble with me and he knew it.

"He's only doing it because Christine keeps correcting him in class." Stacey said and I knew it was the truth.

"He hates that I'm smarter than him" I stated and they nodded in agreement.

"You're the daughter of one of the smartest people around; of course you're going to be smarter than that idiot. You should ask for a different assignment" Stacey said and I shook my head.

"If I did that my mom would have a fit. My dad might not be pleased with the fact that I have to do this, but she wouldn't want her daughter backing down" I said and they both shook their heads.

"You have a hard life, definitely since a lot of people think you're weird because you see dead bodies" Ford said and I just shrugged.

"Don't really care. I have you guys, that's enough for me" I said and Stacey's face became mischievous.

"You also have Michael" She added and I gave her a disproving look, then I gave the same look at Ford as he started laughing.

"You all need to just stop. Michael and I are best friends and that is it." I said in frustration and Stacey held up her hands in surrender.

"Whatever you say Christine, but we can all tell there's more between the two of you. It's like there's a deep connection between the two of you" She said and I groaned.

"Do not start using psychology. I have to put up with it any time I see Sweets, I do not need to hear it from you" I said. Any time Sweets was around he tried to use psychology on me and I understood why my dad and mom used to get so annoyed. I mean I knew why he did it, since I was like family to him, but I kind of wish he'd stick to using it on his little twin's, Karen and Jamie. Their mother being Daisy Wick, a woman who had been an intern at the Jeffersonian, until Arastoo became the full time assistant of my mother. He was now married to Dr Saroyan and they actually had a little boy called Nolan.

"Be careful Stacey, she might use her martial arts skills on you" Ford said and it instantly reminded me that my parents still didn't know. See my dad didn't want me to be involved in any violence, but since I knew my life could possibly be in danger at some point I had been learning martial arts in secret. I knew the moment my dad found out though that I was definitely grounded.

"Would you be quite? I don't want anyone other than us knowing I actually do martial arts. If anyone else finds out they might tell my dad and then he's not going to be happy. One rule my dad made is that he doesn't want me fighting" I said and they both rolled their eyes.

"Coming from a guy who shoots people and kills them" Ford said and I shook my head.

"My dad doesn't like killing people, but he does to save other people's lives. I'm proud of him for saving people, that's all that really matters" I said as we made our way out of the school, out to the outside area. I spotted Michael, Darius and Anna sitting on the grass and we headed toward them. Michael was sitting on a bench.

"Hey Mike" I said and I shoved his off the seat with my hand, causing him to hit the ground and the others to laugh.

"You're such a bully" He said in a childish voice and I just stuck my tongue out at him.

"Hey guys, how was history?" Darius asked as we sat down, me on the grass and Stacey and Ford on the bench. I took off my bag and leant my back against the tree. The moment I had my legs crossed Michael laid his head on my lap. We had been doing this since we were kids, though usually I rested my head on his lap. I knew the others would read into it, but I didn't really care.

"We have to do a report on John Wilkes Booth" I said and Michael winced and looked up at me.

"Booth isn't going to be happy. Are you going to tell him?" He asked and I shrugged.

"Only if he asks, so maybe he won't have to know. Mr. Donovan only did it because he keeps messing up in class and I keep correcting him." I explained and Michael chuckled.

"Yeah, he doesn't like it when I do that either, the grumpy old basted" Michael said and I laughed as I started to move my hand through his short brown hair. It was just a habit for me to do that now.

"That's because you two are so smart. But seriously how can you guys stand being around dead bodies all the time. I mean what's the worst murderers you guess's know of" Darius asked as I grabbed out my salad from my bag. I stopped when he said that and looked at him.

"Not the best conversation to have at lunch dude" Michael said and Darius shrugged.

"Well I want to know, so if the others don't they can cover their ears" Darius said and the others shrugged like it was no big deal. Well they weren't going to be thinking that in a moment.

"Okay, well there's a few criminals that were around before we were born and a bit after. There was Howard Epps, he targeted blonde women in their late teens and early 20s and killed them by bludgeoning them with a tire iron. Afterward, he tied the bodies' hands and feet together and buried them face down." I explained and the girls faces paled. See, this is why I hadn't wanted to tell them. "Would you like me to continue, because the rest are way worse?" I asked and all of them nodded.

"Next is Heather Taffet A.K.A the Gravedigger. She buried people alive, including my parents and Michaels dad. She wasn't caught for years. My parents caught Gormogon before her" I explained and Ford's face became one of realization.

"Wasn't he that cannibal?" Ford asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm guessing that pretty much explains what he did to his victims." I said and the girls shivered, while Ford put away his meat sandwich. I was really glad I was eating salad now. "Next is Jacob Broadsky. He was a sniper like my dad. He killed Heather Taffet and other criminals, working outside the law. He even tried to kill my dad, but in the end he killed an intern – or squintern as my dad called them – that was working that day. He was English and his name was Vincent-Nigel Murray, that's why Michael has the middle name Vincent" I explained.

"Your dad got him right?" Stacey asked and I nodded.

"Oh year, he got him. Weird thing is that the night Vincent died was the night I was conceived" I admitted and Anna looked at me in disbelief. I still found it totally weird, but I really couldn't complain.

"Seriously?" She asked and I nodded.

"Yep! Now forgetting that, the next killer was Christopher Pelant. I am not telling you what he did since its way to horrible, worse than anything else. All you need to know is that he is the one who framed my mom for murder and made her go on the run with me for three months. He did worse things too, then my dad shot him and it was game over. There were more killers after him, like the Ghost Killer and the Phantom, but I won't tell you what they did" I explained and the girls shivered.

"Okay, I'm really glad my parents own a hardware store now" Stacey said and Anna, who is her twin sister nodded.

"Yeah, we're lucky the only thing we have to see is a hurt finger once in a while" Anna agreed and I just shook my head as I began to eat my lunch. I picked a piece of cheese out of my salad and dropped in into Michael's mouth, who caught it easily.

"And you guys wonder why we all think you really like each other" Darius said and Michael rolled his eyes.

"We've acted this way our entire lives guys, you saw us do this since we were kids" Michael said and the Anna smiled, her bright green eyes shining.

I guess I better explain what my friends look like. The twins, Anna and Stacey, both have bright green eyes and black hair. Darius has blonde hair and brown eyes and Ford, Ford has ginger hair and hazel eyes.

"Yeah, but you two aren't kids anymore and the way you act now is more intimate" Anna stated and I just looked at all of them.

"None of you plan on dropping this, do you?" I asked.

"Nope!" They all said in unanimity and both Michael and I groaned.

"Oh come on, if we were talking about this logically, what would your mom say about you two if she thought the same thing as us?" Stacey asked and I knew exactly what she'd say.

"She'd say that logically most close childhood friends that grow up together form an anthropological bond that can sometimes result in sexual feelings immerging between said friends, due to the fact that they can communicate with each other well due to the emotional bond children form in an act to make everlasting friends" I said, channeling my mother perfectly. "But that being said, it doesn't mean there is anything between Michael and me." I said with a little hesitation. I mean I wasn't like my mom, I could admit I had feelings for Michael that weren't those of a friend.

"I agree with Christine" Michael said, though he didn't sound so sure either, or maybe he just thought they still weren't going to believe us. Michael then turned to look at me with a weird look on his face. It's his creped out look. "I have to admit though. You sounded unerringly like Dr. Brennan than. It's kinda creepy."

"Yeah, I'd rather not tell her that. I'm not a scientist right now or an anthropologist. I am a normal teenager who likes spending time with her friends, singing, playing sport or dancing." I stated and I noticed Stacey giving me a pointed look.

"Speaking of normal, where do you two always sneak off too? Before spring break you were always missing the last two sessions after lunch." Stacey asked. Michael and I went to the hospital every Wednesday and spent time with the sick kids in the cancer ward. We sang with them or went on field trips. Our parents kept grounding us and asking us what was going on, but I didn't tell them, mainly because I thought that real charity was anonymous. That was something dad couldn't get mad at me about.

"Sorry guys, can't tell you that. Anyway, where's Layla and Kate?" I asked. Layla is an African- American descendent with black hair and brown eyes. Kate is Darius's girlfriend; she is a small rich girl who has brown hair and Olive-gold eyes. She was one of the nicest girls you can meet, which proves not all rich kids are brats.

"Layla is still camping at Patapsco Valley State Park with her family. She won't be back until next week" Stacey said.

"Kate's sick right now, but she'll be back in a few days" Darius said and I could see he wasn't too happy about it.

"Oh, little Darius is missing his girlfriend" Ford teased Darius and Darius glared at him in anger.

"That's it, you are dead Matthew's" Darius said and Ford took off, which Darius quickly following after him. Ford was doing the right thing, since Darius was a quarter back. Then again Ford and Michael were on the football team too, so he had a fighting chance of getting away. When Michael had joined the football team I swear everyone's eyes had been close to popping out of their heads.

"I better go after those two before Darius tackles him." Michael said and he got up, then he was running. I followed after him with my eyes and I had to admit I smiled.

"Okay, you cannot tell me that you don't have feelings for him" Stacey said and I rolled my eyes at them.

"If I said maybe, would you guys leave me alone?" I asked and they both smiled.

"Nope" Stacey said.

"Ditto twin" Anna said and I moaned and just laid down on the grass. Seriously, I was glad I had awesome friends, but this was ridiculous. Ever since we had started high school they hadn't dropped this.

"You two are seriously annoying" I stated as a fact and a second later Stacey jumped so she was had her arms on my chest, which hurt a bit.

"We're your best friends, in our patriotic duty to torment you, definitely when it comes to guys" She said and I shook my head. I had to admit I love having friends, but sometimes when they really annoy me I kinda wish I was a loner like my mother had been in high school.

"Following that logic, I can pick on you about your feelings for Ford" I said and suddenly she was glaring at me in annoyance.

"She's got you there sis" Anna said and Stacey picked up a twig off the ground, throwing it at Anna, which made her fall backwards. She hit the ground and both Stacey and I started laughing. God it was good to have friends.