(After 'The Murder in the Meninist')
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"Paul Walters is dropping his lawsuit." Brennan entered the living room and handed Booth a glass of wine. Once she was settled on the couch next to her husband, she sipped her Bordeaux and leaned back. "I must say his reasoning was rather depraved, but I expected nothing less from someone like Paul Walters. His lawyer tried to file a motion with the judge, but it was dismissed. Obviously, Walters' lawyer is of the same ilk. His morals are no better than Mr. Walters' is."
Booth was still a little shocked that Brennan had hit the meninist in the interview room. He was on the verge of striking the man when Brennan had hit Walters instead. He had thought she had lost control because she was angry, but she claimed she hadn't been angry when she hit the creep. She had punched Walters to protect her partner from losing his job with the FBI. "Paul Walters is disgusting . . . what reason did the lawyer give?" He sipped some of the wine and found it to be delicious. Must be something Bones' publisher gave her.
"My lawyer says that Paul Walters wanted a jury of his peers and that meant no women should be seated. His client feels that women are too emotional and they wouldn't listen to his complaint with an open mind."
Stunned, Booth placed his wine glass on the coffee table. "Are you kidding me? What judge was assigned to the case?"
Brennan had become upset when she had heard Walters' reasons, but it had verified just how obnoxious Walters' view of the world was. "Judge Jeremiah Hogue. Apparently, the judge had taken it as a joke at first. When Walters' lawyer insisted it wasn't a joke, the Judge reminded him of Taylor versus Louisiana. That case held that women could not be excluded from a jury pool on the basis of having to register for jury duty. The Supreme Court ruled that if women are systematically eliminated from jury panels, the Sixth Amendment's fair cross section requirement cannot be satisfied."
"Good for Judge Hogue." Booth really hated men like Paul Walters. They wanted a legal way to abuse women and Booth found that appalling. He'd lived in a abusive household and it still gave him nightmares. "How about the Civil law suit?" He knew that Brennan was rich and could afford to defend herself, but the Civil law suit worried him since it could affect her reputation as well as her pocketbook.
After sipping more of the wine, Brennan placed the wine glass down on the coffee table next to Booth's glass. "The Civil lawsuit stated that I assaulted Walters while I was working for the FBI therefore the FBI was liable . . . I don't work for the FBI, I work for the Jeffersonian and I only consult for the FBI. That case has been thrown out too. Of course, he said he plans to refile, but my lawyer brought up the fact that the altercation in the interview room had been recorded and if they go to trial, he may not get any sympathy from the court. Women cannot be eliminated from that jury either. I think Mr. Walters will drop this case too. It would be interesting to see how a jury reacts while they watch Mr. Walters threaten his wife and insult me in front of FBI agents. He was very aggressive towards everyone in the room, especially his wife. Perhaps I should counter sue."
He thought that was a terrible idea. "I think you should let it go. The guy knows he won't have a prayer once that video gets out. He was just trying to get revenge and some money from you. You did fracture the guys jaw."
She had felt a twinge of remorse when she had found out she had actually damaged Paul Walters mental foramen. "I didn't mean to cause him physical damage. I have already paid his hospital bill, but I have done so anonymously. If he were to find out that I paid the bill, he might claim that I am admitting that I did something wrong which I deny."
"Wow, I'm impressed Bones." And he was. "That guy is just awful and he probably abuses his wife, but I'm glad you paid for his hospital bill anyway. You did the right thing. Good for you. If he had to cough up the cash he might blame Karen."
Pleased with her husband's reaction, Brennan leaned against Booth. "I did what I did to protect you. You were getting quite incensed when Walters confronted me and his wife in the interview room and I was afraid you were going to strike him. If you had you could have lost your job. I couldn't allow that to happen."
He hated to admit it, but she was right. "Yeah, well, he was pissing me off and when he started to threaten his wife . . . all I could hear was my Dad's voice in my head, screaming at Mom just before he'd hurt her . . . if he had hit Karen Walters or you I would have lost it . . . thanks for stepping in, but you shouldn't have hit the guy. The higher ups could have stopped you from consulting with the FBI if they had wanted to be hard nosed about it . . . As it is, you can't hit anyone else."
"Then you must promise to keep tighter control of your temper." Brennan stared solemnly at her husband and partner. "You have a tendency to react very negatively when being confronted with abuse cases or attempted abuse by someone. While I find that admirable in a partner and in my husband, the FBI would have a different take on the situation and you know it. Make your case and let the law handle people like Paul Walters . . . I talked to Karen Walters . . . She's going to leave her husband. She said he used to be kind and loving towards her, but now he's filled with hate and he takes that hate out on her."
"Well, Walters is going to get what he wants someday. He won't have to deal with women because they won't have anything to do with him." Booth leaned closer to Brennan and placed his arm around her shoulders. "Now that it's over, I can admit I thought that was pretty damn hot when you hit Walters and managed to break his jaw."
"Really?" Brennan wasn't surprised about her husband's confession. "He's lucky you came between him and I. I intended to swing at his nose next."
"Um, wow." One of the things Booth loved about Brennan was her ability to take care of herself and her protective nature. "Well, I think we . . ."
"Mommy!" Christine's loud shout could be heard quite clearly. "Mommy, there's a spider on the wall. It's a really big spider."
"Do you want me to handle it?" Booth removed his arm from around Brennan's shoulders.
Brennan stood up. "No, I'll take care it. I'll just capture it and put it outside."
As Brennan walked away, Booth smiled. "It's a good thing Aubrey isn't babysitting tonight. The spider would probably capture Aubrey and put him outside."
Amused, Brennan laughed. "Poor Aubrey."
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