Brennan stares at the file in front of her, she knows that she is missing something but she doesn't know what. Flicking through the pages she stops on Hodgins' findings. She frowns at the written words in front of her and then all of a sudden as though the room has been filled with light, her features relax and she smiles. Picking up her pad she scribbles down some notes before standing up and grabbing her jacket. With a final sweeping glance over the office she turns out the light and exits.
Opening the door to her apartment Brennan shuffles inside, a pizza box in one hand, a six pack of beers in the other hand and her keys hanging out of her mouth. She moves to the kitchenette and drops everything onto the counter before walking back to the door and closing it gently. Bending down she picks up her mail and flicks her lamp on. When she stands up she is met by Booth, he's standing in her living area, hands in his pockets.
"Booth! What the hell are you doing here?"
He shrugs and smiles sheepishly, she stands with her arms crossed, the mail dangling from her fingers "How the hell do you get into my apartment?"
He scuffs his foot across the floor…"I wanted to talk to you…I didn't want to leave things the way that they were."
Brennan walks into the kitchen and opens a beer. She takes a long swig and then nods at him gently. Picking up the pizza box she saunters into the living area and flops onto the sofa. Nodding at the space next to her Booth smiles and seats himself gently.
"Pizza?"
"Thanks Bones."
"I'm sorry I shouted at you today….I don't think you're a coward Booth. You've saved my life more times than I count. This case was just getting to me…."
Booth has turned to face her, his eyes are bright and the hope that he has for this conversation is showing through. Brennan remains oblivious. He takes her hand gently.
"It's ok Bones, I forgive you. There's something I wanted to tell you…."
"Ok, but let me go first. Think I have found a lead on the case, I was gonna call you but I thought it was too late. …Friday night, social holiday of the week..at least that's what Angela says…I don't really know what she means…but anyway, Hodgins reported two separate soil samples….the soils were too different to be coincidental, or at the site by accident."
Booth wipes his hand over his face and sighs…"Bones, the woman was recovered from a below a museum…is it not possible that perhaps the soil samples were from the building site when the museum was being constructed?"
Brennan chomps down happily on a slice of pizza and smiles triumphantly, "That's the great part, industrial soil and your average domestic soil are completely different, you just wouldn't find domestic soil on any construction site. It's not a viable building material…..The domestic soil was compost; this woman was buried in a garden before her body was buried under the museum. Her body was moved."
Booth frowns and picks up a slice of pizza, perhaps now wasn't the best time to start pouring out his heart to her. He starts to eat the slice slowly and she looks at him smiling waiting for a response. She punches his arm lightly and he smiles at her "Good work Bones. So now we find a list of missing persons from around the time that the museum was built?"
She nods and takes a swig of her beer. "If we can collate local missing persons. If someone is going to dig up a body that has been buried already they aren't going to want to transport it far. They have obviously seen an opportunity when the museum was under construction and if it hadn't been for the flooding the body would have lain there undiscovered. Or at least that was the intention." She smiles as he gives her a look of awe. "So what about you? What did you want to tell me?"
He steals the beer from her hand and takes a quick swig; she narrows her eyes at him making him grin, "Nothing Bones, I just wanted to tell you that you amaze me sometimes." She cocks her head to one side and snatches her beer back. He pushes himself up and leaves her apartment. Sitting back she smiles and takes another swig of her beer.