Hello All
Here is chapter 2.
I actually looked into what some bones scientific names are. So what you see are the real names, not ones I made up. lol
R&R. and Enjoy!

Brennan and Booth drove in silence for the next three hours. Brennan had opened her passenger window to let the breeze hit her face enjoying the quite glad they could hold such a friendly moment with a man whom she was forever in a quarrel with. She closed her eyes and smiled. She wanted to know where they were going, but was fighting the urge to ask. She just wanted this peace to last forever.

"Bones, are you alright? You look kind of funny" So much for that.

"I was just resting. You know the thing people do when they get rudely awaken."

"Well I just wanted to tell you that we'll be there in about five minutes."

"So you had to bother me for that? I can tell you know; the scenery has changed." She said as she extended her arm towards the many trees.

"Well, that's not really what I wanted to say" Brennan scrunched up her face and knew what was coming next. "Bones, what exactly happened in your dream?"

"I told you already"

"No, you summarized it. Tell me in detail. Please?" She turned her head and looked over at him. His face was innocent yet filled with wonderment and worry. She sighed and filled him in on the details.

"Do you know why you were being followed and attacked?"

"No. Everything else is a blur. All I know is that I had to run, and I don't know why. But it's just a dream after all. A subconscious release of thoughts that I can't fathom right now. That is the only rational explanation."

"Only you Bones..."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You know what it mean? Anyway we are here. Wenatchee National Forest. 2.2 Million acres of forest. Earth's natural beauty. This place is known for its camping grounds."

Where are the bones located?"

"Roughly a quarter mile north. We had the family move away from that particular camp ground so as not to disturb the area any more than they had already."

"You mean they didn't request to leave?"

"The family did, but not the father. He insisted they stay. Apparently they were paying a fortune a night and wanted to get their money's worth and no body or bones were going to stop him"

"That's one adamant father."

"Yea, well it's a good thing I was to question him some more. His story is just a bit off the wall."

"I see... So can I see the bones now?" Booth nodded and they headed in the direction towards the camp site with Brennan holding her bag. The area was blocked off by crime scene tape and other agents. A few families in the area were rubbernecking and were being shooed off from other agents in the area. This was not something they wanted to go public. A man wearing an olive green ranger's uniform headed towards them and extended his hand towards Booth. They shook hands and he then extended it towards Brennan. For some reason she was slightly apprehensive, but took his hands and shook it anyway.

"I'm Michael Walsh. I am the Forest Ranger for this local forest."

"Detective Seely Booth, and this is my partner Forensic anthropologist Dr. Temperance Brennan." Michael's eyes flickered with recognition and he smiled broadly towards her.

"The Temperance Brennan? The author?"

"Yes."

"Wow" Michael was acting like a child and he looked at his hand in awe, " I just touched her hand. And there was a tingle." He rushed over towards a bag leaning against a tree with police tape over it, and rushed back as quickly as he had left, holding a book and pen, "Would you sign this for me?"

Brennan shook her head and laughed "Sure. What would you like to write?"

"Would, 'to my one true love' Be too much?"

"YES!" yelled Booth with anger in his voice. He was feeling jealous over the attention being bestowed upon Brennan and was unable to control it."

"Booth!" She said giving him a look that said back off, "How about 'To my number one fan'?" He nodded ferociously

"Okay!" She gave him back the book and he hugged it close to his body. Booth cleared this throat loudly and spoke.

"Can we get back to business now?"

"Uh, ahem, yes." He quickly changed back to business mode "This is Wenatchee National Forest and I am the Ranger. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes, my partner would like to go see the crime scene and I would like you to point in the direction of the witness's."

"Well the witness's are right there, talking to Agent Dillion and if you follow me Temperance, I will show you to the area."

"It's Dr. Brennan Ranger" Booth said to Michael not liking the familiarity he was expressing towards her. Michael nodded and smiled

"Of course Dr Brennan," Brennan followed the ranger to the area with the most spectators. She asked them all to leave and surprisingly they did.

Brennan hastily put on her white latex gloves and begun gently removing the dirty around the upper area exposed, and loosened the skull of the earth.

"Ranger Walsh" She called out to him.

"Yes?"

"Can you pass me my bag over there?" She pointed the left of her. "I'd grab it myself but I don't want to agitate the area surrounding me anymore than I already have."

"Yes Dr. Brennan, Right away Dr. Brennan" He ran off and Booth approached her.

"Makes a nice little lap dog doesn't he?"

"Don't be so mean. I didn't ask him to see his reaction...at least not entirely." she said cracking a smile. Booth gave into one as well.

"Well, what have you got for me Bones?"

"Don't call me that. But from the sharp orbital border, round chin, and slight supra orbital ridge, I'd say our victim is a female looks to be between the ages of 18-23. It appears that decomp never occurred for her. Her bones aren't greasy at all as it would in any of the 4 stages of decomposition of the flesh. It seems as though she was scrubbed clean..."

"Jeeze" Booth ran his fingers through his hair and exhaled, "What's this here?" he pointed the victim's left temporal bone "It looks like a hole"

Michael returned with Brennan's bag and handed it to her "Here you are Dr. Brennan" his eyes were shining like a puppy.

"Thanks you Ranger Walsh." She reached inside and pulled out two objects. A cleaning brush with soft bristles, and a magnifying glass. She cleaned the hole slightly to rid itself of dirty that had entered the hole and when she was satisfied with the work, she grabbed her magnify glass and peered inside.

"Booth?"

"What is it Bones?"

"It's a bullet lodged into her skull. This girl was murdered"