Hello all.
Here is chapter 4 and I am current;y working on chapter 5. So expect it up soon enough :D In the meantime. Enjoy.
I can't wait for Bones to came back for May sweeps. :D What about you?
Don't for get to R&R! begs

"The "S" shaped zygomatico-maxillary is suture and the guttered nasal border which would suggest our victim was an 'American Negroid'. The length of our victim would also suggest that she was short, around five foot-three inches and was a flutist"
"So we are looking for a female, age 18-23 who was black?" Booth ventured.
"Precisely"
"How can you tell she played the flute Bones?"
"If you noticed right here," she pointed towards the teeth, "there is minimal damage, most common with a person who plays a wind instrument, in this case. flute." Brennan had stifled a yawn that she had been evading the past 4 hours. She had been laying the bones from the body in order and gluing them ones that had been broken.
"Can you check dental records Booth? Also looking in the database for missing persons. In the meantime, I am going to have Angela do a facial reconstruction and have Hodgins do an analyis on the dirt to see if there are any foreign objects to give us any more clues"
"But what are you going to up to them Bones"
"Trying to figure something out?" "Such as?" She waved him off and ignored his question. She headed towards her office and Booth called out her name once more and she slammed the door shut. Normally Booth would follow her, but didn't press on. He knew what she was like. Only giving as little as possible if only to protect herself.. If she want to come out of her shell, he would have to wait a little while longer.

Brennan needed sleep, but felt wide awake. While she was piecing together the bones, all she could think off was that riddle she had received in her email. She pulled it out from her pocket and examined the printed paper once more.
"Does this have to do with the case?" she spoke aloud to herself, "must be a chain letter". She shook her harebrained thoughts, crumpled up the paper and tossed it into the garbage. Just as she did her phone rang. It was Jack asking her come to his work station.
"What is it Jack"
"I found steel wool particles within the soil. Therefore, I looked at the bones and if you'll notice..." he grabbed the magnifying glass and pointed it at the right philangea.
"There is steel wool within some of the bone"
"It would seem that the victim was scrubbed clean and the only way that steel wool would adhere to the bones would be if she was scrubbed rigorously"
"The person was adamant that they would hid there tracks. Yet they forgot the teeth"
"That's what I thought, so I took a look at the teeth the molars specifically, they look as if they hadn't been seen by a dentist for years." "So Booth searching for the dental records are going to be useless then"
"Unfortunately so"
"That may be a palpable, however, I am done the facial reconstruction." Angela walked behind Brennan and both followed her to her area. Zack who had over heard, walked towards them.

Angela pressed a few buttons on her keyboard and the victim appeared in front of them. "This is our victim" she spoke solemnly.
"She was very beautiful, with such delicate features. It's a shame her life was cut so short." "So, you've figured out the motive then Dr. Brennan"
"That's the thing, I can't find a motive. It all seem like she was shut up for some reason. But I can't figure it out." She shook her head and looked at the holographic image of her victim. She couldn't make head or tails of this case and it was starting to get to her. She started to make her way towards the door when her cell phone rang.
"Brennan"
"I looked at dental records. Nothing matches our victim" it was booth on the opposite end sounding slightly optimistic.
"We noticed, but why do you sound happy"
"Not happy as much elated"
"About what"
"I did an extended search for women, ages 18-23, who went missing around the Wenatchee area and I got a hit"
"That's great Booth"
"Yes it is, however"
"However"
"In the alotted time of one day, two people went missing. One was our victim and another"
"You think they are related"
"Definitely"
"What makes you so sure"
"Both, went camping around the same area where we found our victim"
"Booth, are you sure"
"Positive"
"Well, what's her name"
"Amy Dumont. Went missing 2 months ago. Anyway, I'm going to research this more, and in the mean time I want you and your squint squad to do what you do best." "Alright" Brennan hung up the phone and looked up at her team. All eyes where on her and Zack was the first to speak up.
"Two bodies"
"So it would seem" Brennan let out a loud sigh and walked out of the room but turned around to her troupe, "I think I am going to head home for a while. I need a shower and a small rest. I'll be back in a couple of hours, but keep me informed anyway." All of the nodded and unison and she turned towards her office. As she walked in and took of her lab coat and placed it on her chair by her desk. She grabbed her purse, which was situated under and her computer went off once more calling out "you've got mail". She banged her head in response from suddenly freight and came out from under her desk. She looked at the screen. The subject read "For your caution" Clicking the read button, she viewed her email. It was similar to the email she received before, this one was also in poem style. She recited the email aloud.

"The answers you seek, can't be formally found.
Your science is meek,
Hidden underneath the ground,
Finding the truth will be no easy feat.

Your eyes aren't open, and your mind is closed.
Your not as smart as you think, I suppose." she snorted in disgust. "Must be another joke." She hit the delete button and headed home.