A/N: I would like to say a very big "Thank you" to Bella-mi-amore, for giving me the great idea of Booth and Brennan sleeping together…but not. grins You'll see what I mean. Thanks again, Bella-mi-amore! See, I do listen to my "fans". I also have a BIG Imagination.

Special Agent Seeley Booth made his way into FBI headquarters. It was 5:15 AM and the halls were more or less deserted. Booth wanted an early start. He had a lot to do. He was still investigating the bones found at the park. The bones that were suppose to be Jeremy Whitman, but he knew better. So who is the skeleton at Brennan's lab? he asked himself. And why doesn't Cullen seem to be upset that half the case file is missing? And why can't I find any information out about this Weasley person? Booth let out a heavy sigh. Something was going on, and he was determined to find out what. "Agent Booth." Booth did an about face and found Cullen standing there.

"Yes, sir."

"May I have a word with you." Cullen turned and Booth followed him into his office. He scanned the room and wasn't surprised to find Weasley standing near Cullen's desk. Cullen leaned back on the desk and crossed his arms over his chest. "It's been brought to my attention that you have looked into Agent Weasley's past. Is that true?"

"Yes, sir." Booth wasn't going to lie about a fact that his boss already knew.

"And may I ask why?"

"It's simple, really. I'm not familiar with Weasley past cases or anything. So I decided to check it out. You know, I wanted to see how many cases she worked that were solved. Why was she assigned to this unit? What experience does she have to qualify her to work here. To work with me? And to work with the Dr. Brennan and her team?" Cullen nodded.

"Agent Weasley, would you excuse us for a moment."

"But, sir," she started.

"Thank you." Weasley looked from Cullen to Booth before walking out of the office. "Please shut the door." Booth did as Cullen asked. "Did you find any answers to your questions, Agent Booth?"

"A few, sir." Cullen walked around his desk and took a seat.

"I am suppose to tell you," Cullen began. "That you are not allowed to look into Weasley's past."

"But sir, I have a right," Booth let his sentence trail off when Cullen held up a hand.

"Again, Booth, I am suppose to tell you not to look into Weasley's past." Booth pushed his shoulders back.

"Yes, sir."

"Good, you're free to go." Booth turned to leave. "One thing, Seeley," Cullen said, as Booth put his hand on the knob to open the door. Cullen never calls me Seeley, he said to himself. "Don't let it interfere with the Whitman case." Booth opened the door and left.

Dr. Temperance Brennan sat at her desk staring at her computer screen. She wasn't writing on her new book, or even researching for a paper that she was writing. No, she was playing detective. As soon as Zack had showed up, she put him to work going over every bone that was suppose to be Jeremy. Angela was hard at work trying to put a face on the skull, and Jack wasn't in yet. Brennan scanned page after page. Granted, she wasn't sure what she was looking for, but she felt she had to do something. "You wanted to see me," a voice said from her doorway. Brennan looked up to find Jack standing there.

"Yes, please come in. And shut the door behind you." Jack looked at her with his brows drew together, but did as he was told.

"Am I in some sort of trouble?" he asked as he took a seat.

"No, of course not," Brennan started. "I need your help on something. Something that is top priority and doesn't leave this room. Understood?" Jack rubbed his hands together as a smile spread across his face.

"Ah, some sort of conspiracy."

"Do you understand? I'm not joking Hodgins. This doesn't leave this room. If you talk to anyone about this, then you'll be looking for other job. And I don't care how good you are." Jacks eyes widen. Brennan never threatens, so he knew this was serious.

"You have my word." Brennan took in a deep breath then let it out through her nose.

"Good. I need for you to talk with some of your conspiracy friends and visit those websites that you like to go to. I need information about FBI Agent Daina Weasley."

"Isn't that Booth's new partner?" Jack asked.

"Think you can do that for me?"

"Yeah, of course. Give me a few hours."

"Thanks Jack."

Booth flipped open his phone. "Booth."

"Seeley, this is Richard." Booth looked up from the papers in front of him.

"Richard, please tell me you have something."

"Only if you agree that you owe me one."

"Come on, Rich, you know as well as I do that the reason you did this for me was the fact the you owed me a favor." Booth could almost see his old Army buddy shrug.

"If was worth a try, ah, Bud."

"What did you find out?" Booth listened as Richard went over the information that he was able to find out.

"Sorry, Seeley, but that's as far as I could go. My access was denied after that."

"Hey, man, that's more than what I had." Booth hung up from Richard and looked at his watch. 8:28. He didn't tell Bones what time he would be over, but he knew that he should be heading over there. He still had to stop by Wong Foo's to pick up dinner. He quickly put all the papers on his desk into a manila folder. He walked out of his office, pulling his door closed behind him.

"Booth," Weasley called as he started down the hall.

"I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Heading over to the lab to talk with Dr. Brennan?" Booth glanced over at the woman that had taken up pace with him.

"No, I'm heading out to pick up some dinner."

"I think I'll join you, we have some things to talk about."

"Umm, yeah, I think you misunderstood. I'm having a working dinner."

"Ah, I see. Then I'll tell you what I've found out. It seems that Jeremy was seen talking to a man two days before he disappeared."

"Why wasn't that in the report?" Weasley shrugged.

"I don't know. But witness said they remembered that Jeremy seemed nervous. That he tried multiple times to cross the street but the man kept asking questions."

"That all?"

"For now. I've got an appointment tomorrow to go talk with a lady who claims she saw the man the day Jeremy went missing." Weasley turned and began to walk the other direction.

"Agent Booth," Cullen said, as Booth walked by his office.

"Yes, sir." Cullen held up a folder.

"I think you might want to read through this." Booth walked into the office and took the folder. He opened it up and flipped through the pages.

"But how?"

"It seemed to have shown up on my desk after lunch." Booth nodded, put the folder with his other one and left.

Brennan sat on the floor looking at papers that she had spread out in front of her. There was just too much stuff to process. Her team had really come through today and she was proud. Brennan sat back, and rubbed the back of her neck. Booth would be pleased with everything she was able to discover. And speaking of Booth, I hope he shows up soon, I'm hungry. She looked up with a knock came to her door. Smiling, she stood and walked over and opened the door. "Sorry it's so late," Booth said. "But I did bring food."

"Great, I'm starving." Booth walked in and noticed the papers. "At least you don't bring home skeletons."

"They won't let me take them out of the lab." Brennan walked back to the papers and dropped to her knees. "I think I have some information that may come in handy." Booth sunk to the floor, and put the food next to him.

"What were you able to find out?" Booth pasted her one of the plates from Wong Foo's and opened the other one for himself.

"Well, I had Zack look over the bones again," she started, opening up her plate and taking in the smell. "Umm, this smells good."

"Sid always knows what to serve, doesn't he?" Brennan nodded, and took a bite.

"Anyhow, like I was saying. I had Zack look at the bones again."

"And what did he find out?"

"Well, between analyzing the bones and the dirt that came in with them, he determined that the bones had only been in the ground for about 16 months."

"Okay, well, you figured out the bones aren't Jeremy, so that's possible."

"About that," Brennan said, pulling a sheet of paper from a nearby folder. "Angela was able to give us a picture of what the boy would have looked like." She handed Booth the picture. He looked at the sketch and shook his head.

"This can't be right," he said. "This is Jeremy. I thought you said."

"I know, what I said. But Angela is the best at what she does. Those bones are Jeremy."

"But, Zack said the bones had only been in the ground for 16 months. Jeremy went missing over two years ago." Brennan took another bite of her food.

"Maybe whoever took him kept him alive."

"I guess that could've happened." Booth finished off his food and put the plate back into the bag. "What else do you have?"

"Well," Brennan said. "I had Hodgins use his conspiracy ideas to look into the past of Weasley."

"You know you just feed his addiction, right?" Brennan nodded.

"I know, but who better to look into this?"

"And what did our own resident Mulder find out?"

"I don't know what that means. Who's Mulder?" Booth's mouth turned up in a smile.

"It doesn't matter," he said. "What did Hodgins found out?"

"Didn't really find out much."

"I didn't think he would. I had an old Army buddy dig around a little, but his access got denied. So, he found out as much as Hodgins." Booth took Brennan's now empty plate and put it in the bag with his. "Oh, I had a little chat with Cullen this morning. Apparently, Weasley found out about me looking into her past and went and told Cullen."

"What did Cullen have to say?"

"Not much. Can I grab something to drink?" Brennan nodded. Booth stood and walked over to her refrigerator. He eyed it carefully before reaching a hand out to open it. He pulled out to bottle of beer and walked back to where Brennan sat, handing one to her.

"Thanks." Booth opened his bottle and took a drink.

"Cullen asked me a few questions in front of Weasley and then sent her away. He told me that I wasn't supposed to look into her past. That he was suppose to tell me that. Guess that was a warning to make sure I do this outside of work." Booth picked up one of the two folders that he had brought. "Cullen found this on his desk when he got back from lunch." Booth handed over the folder. "It has a complete history of Weasley," he said, as Brennan flipped through it. "From where she was born, went to school. What sports she played in college. It has a list of case histories and says that she spent some time overseas."

"This is all a little too…convenient, isn't it?" Brennan asked, handing the folder back.

"I would say so." Booth took another drink of his beer. "Mine if I sit on the couch? This floor is gettin' too hard after being up since 4:30."

"Why on earth were you up that early?" Brennan asked, as she stood and picked up their trash bag.

"I wanted to get a jump start on the day." Booth sat down on the couch and pulled off his shoes. "It's not everyday that I have two very different cases to work on."

"Two?" Brennan picked up some of the papers that they hadn't been over yet, and took a seat next to him.

"Sure, there's the Jeremy Whitman case that I'm suppose to be working on with Weasley. And then there's the Weasley case that I'm working on with you. But I guess, you're working on the Whitman case too, just nobody knows that."

"Speaking of the Whitman case, what's our next move?"

"Well, Weasley is going to go met with a woman who claims she saw Jeremy talking to a man the day he disappeared and the same man a few days before. None of that was in the case file I was handed, but since half of it was gone." Booth finished with a shrug.

"So what, this man could have taken Jeremy and kept him for a year before killing him?"

"Naw, that doesn't sound right to me." Booth turned so his back was in the corner of the couch, crossed his ankles and laid an arm across the back.

"Why don't you just make yourself comfortable," Brennan teased.

"Thanks, I think I will. Ok, so what else do we have?" Brennan took a breath and then as readjusted herself. She turned her back to Booth and lean against him; her legs stretched out so that her feet were propped up on the arm of the couch. The moved surprised Booth, but he didn't complained. This position let him see the papers that she held and let him feel the warmth of her body.

"I just can't help but thinking that the skeleton isn't Jeremy."

"But Angela did her thang, and the picture shows him."

"I know, but…I just have this…feeling."

"Thought you didn't go on feelings, Bones?"

"Normally I don't, but the science just doesn't seem right."

"Is it possible that the skele isn't Jeremy, but the skull is?" Brennan shook her head.

"No, the skull goes with the rest of the bones. No doubt." Booth laid his head back and closed his eyes. He knew that Brennan was thinking, and he didn't want to interrupt. Anyhow, sitting here with her so closed, smelling her scent, made him relax, and the more he relaxed the more sleep called to him. "Maybe," he heard Brennan say.

"Maybe what, Bones?"

"Maybe whoever the boned belong to looks like Jeremy. That's why Angela sketch looked like him."

"But Jeremy only has one brother, and he's alive and well," Booth said, not opening his eyes. Brennan pulled the picture from the back of the pile and stared at it. Something just doesn't make sense, she thought. I just can't put my finger on it. She dropped her head back so that it rested on Booth's chest. How could this skeleton look like Jeremy and not be him, if he only had one brother? She felt the weight of sleep tug at her eyelids. There could be more than one brother. But wouldn't Booth have found proof of that? She let her eyes closed. What if the skeleton was…the thought drifted off as sleep took hold.

Told you this chapter would be longer. So, did you like? Please R&R. I'm already working on chapter 10, so hopefully that'll be up later today or tomorrow. Depends on how fast I write.

TBC- Chapter 10