(The Pain in the Heart)

A/N: Rachel, Guest and anne1585 wanted a sequel to chapter 118. They felt it wasn't complete, so here goes. I hope this is what you were looking for.

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The scene at the funeral had played out rather strangely to Ms. Caroline Julian and she decided that she wasn't going to be satisfied until she found out what was going on. The funeral had been set up to capture a known international terrorist using Seeley Booth's funeral as bait, but to have a fist fight between the agent and the terrorist at the funeral had not been what she had expected and when Dr. Temperance Brennan had hit Booth after he thanked her for helping him knock the killer out, well there was definitely something wrong.

Once she was back in her office, Caroline started looking into the details of Booth's undercover mission. It had been set up rather hurriedly and the prosecutor knew that something must have slipped through the cracks if the best investigative team on the east coast was carrying on in such a bizarre manner. Caroline had expected smiles and congratulations all around once the mission was revealed, not Brennan slugging her still recovering partner and leaving him on the ground as she walked away. If someone had dropped the ball, she was going to find out about it.

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Not sure why he was being ordered to appear at Ms. Julian's office, Sweets felt like a child being ordered to appear at the principal's office. The prosecutor had a tough reputation and part of that was impatience. Normally, if she wanted to see someone she just showed up in their office, but this time he was being ordered to appear in her office. He felt a certain ominous tone coming from her demand and he didn't like it. Was it possible that Booth had complained to Ms. Julian? If he had it was completely out of character. Sweets was still learning what made the FBI Agent tick but running to someone higher up in authority when things didn't go well wasn't his style. Was it possible that Dr. Brennan had complained? Again, that sounded completely out of character. Dr. Brennan usually took care of things herself. After all, she had told him that she had figured out that he had experimented on her and she had threatened to sic Booth on him if he did it again. He took that threat very seriously and he no intention of every experimenting on the partners again, at least not the way Booth's undercover mission had been handled.

Filled with trepidation, Sweets knocked on the prosecutor's office door and waited for her to motion him inside. It was in his best interest to observe protocols and he would let her make the first moves.

Spying the young psychologist standing outside her office, Caroline flipped the folder she was looking at closed, leaned back against her chair and motioned for the young man to enter her office. This is about to get interesting.

Careful to keep his face neutral, Sweets entered the office and closed the door behind him. "You wanted to see me?" He wasn't about to volunteer anything. This was her party and he was there to see how it played out.

Motioning towards the chair in front of her desk, Caroline realized that Sweets was going to make her do all of the heavy lifting during this meeting. The cochon. "It has come to my attention that you were responsible for notifications during Booth's undercover mission. You were given a list of those that were to be told that he was still alive and you failed to notify Dr. Brennan." She had made a few inquiries and the head of security at the Lab had informed her about the conversation that Booth and Brennan had just after the funeral and that had told her everything she needed to know about what was going on. Once she realized that Brennan hadn't been notified that Booth was alive then the scene at the funeral had made perfect sense. The forensic anthropologist had either felt betrayed or used or both by her partner and that was not conducive for a good working relationship. Sweets had played with a finely tuned machine and Caroline was furious.

"Um, yes, I was given the list by the Deputy Director. Since I am a clinical psychologist he knew that I had the expertise needed to break the news to Booth's loved ones." Sweets saw the glint in Caroline's eyes and knew he had better elaborate. "When it came time to tell Dr. Brennan I decided not to tell her because of National Security. She wears her heart on her sleeve. If she knew that Booth was alive then she would not show the world that she was mourning. It was imperative that the world believed that Agent Booth was dead."

Slowly leaning forward on her desk, the prosecutor stared at the young man and knew that he was lying. She had a gift when it came to reading people and she knew that she was being lied to. "You were given a list of people to notify and it was not up to you to edit that list. You had no authority to deviate from that list. Now tell me why you thought you had that authority."

Nervous because the conversation was already going sideways, Sweets leaned back against his chair. "I was picked by the Deputy Director because he knew that I knew Dr. Brennan and I would know what to tell her. I was doing my job."

"You were not doing your job, Dr. Sweets." Caroline felt her anger growing. "You let Dr. Brennan believe that a man she has known for four years and worked with for three was dead. You let her think her partner was dead. It was cruel and pointless . . . or was it pointless? I know about the book you're writing about Booth and Dr. Brennan. He told me about it when you first started profiling for them on cases . . . Did you use this undercover mission as a chance to experiment on those two? Did you want to observe Dr. Brennan actually mourning Agent Booth?"

"What?" His voice squeaked and the skin on his cheeks turned a bright red. "No, I didn't do that. I told you I decided that Dr. Brennan is a poor actor and she would blow the undercover operation if she was told the truth."

Caroline felt her pulse starting to increase. "And I don't believe you . . . You have worked with those two for less than a year and you think you know them. You don't know them at all. A few meetings in your office doesn't make you an expert on the workings of a Federal Agent and a Forensic Anthropologist and their partnership. It doesn't make you an expert on them at all . . . You do realize that Dr. Brennan blames Agent Booth for what has transpired? The man was shot and when he woke up, he was already part of an undercover operation. He didn't have a say in what was happening, but he did have a say about who would know about him being alive. Dr. Brennan was part of that list. You chose to ignore that list and now you have caused a rift between those two . . . I have people telling me that Dr. Brennan feels betrayed by her partner. You did that Dr. Sweets. You acted callously towards sentient human beings. I don't know where you got your license from, but I assume it wasn't from the back of a comic book or in a box of Cracker Jacks."

"Look Ms. Julian . . ." Sweets was staring to worry about his job and his future.

"No, you look." Caroline was struggling to control her temper, but she was so mad she was beside herself. "What's done is done. This is going to be how it is . . . if those two can't come to an understanding and they can't save their partnership, you will be out of the Hoover within the week. Seeley Booth happens to be one of the best agents I have working for me. He relies on his partner to give him the necessary information he needs to close complicated cases. They have a system and you have tampered with that system. Their solve rate is the envy of the FBI. The CIA has been trying to poach Agent Booth for years and if you destroy his partnership with Dr. Brennan I wouldn't be surprised if he jumps ship and it will all be because you couldn't do your job properly. You messed with the wrong people, Dr. Sweets. You've messed with my people. I expect loyalty from everyone that works for me and I give them my loyalty back in return. You're an outsider, an interloper brought in because Booth arrested Dr. Brennan's father. Well that has played out and Max was found not guilty. That means that you have no reason to be their psychologist anymore."

Afraid that his career was sinking fast, Sweets decided to ask for mercy. "I made a mistake."

"A mistake? Putting salt in your coffee is a mistake. Manipulating your patients was a gross dereliction of duty and the Deputy Director agrees with me." She saw him turn pale and felt a sense of satisfaction. "Yes, this meeting was ordered by Deputy Director Bishop. He heard the rumors and he was given a report about the funeral. Believe me, he had someone look into it at the same time I did and we both know that what you did was unprofessional . . . This is how it's going to be. You are on probation. I'm not sure why except that Bishop knows that Booth likes your profile work and he thinks you're good at your job." She sniffed. "If we ever hear about anymore experiments on patients, if you ever try to manipulate Booth and Brennan again, if you ever fail to do your job properly you will be fired. And maybe you better think about this. If that partnership fails and Booth leaves the FBI . . . well, you won't like what happens to your career. Am I clear?"

"Yes ma'am." If Sweets had a time machine he would have used it to undo what he had done, but he didn't have one and now he had to live with the consequences. "I understand completely . . . I . . . I really did think I was doing the right thing, even though it looks really bad."

Suddenly tired of the whole situation, Caroline motioned for the young man to stand. "This interview is over. I have important work to do . . . You made a very bad decision, Dr. Sweets. You manipulated two very fine people. I advise you to find a way to make it up to them. Your best bet is to get back into the good graces of Agent Booth. If you can win him over then Dr. Brennan will more than likely go along with it. This should have never happened and God help you if you ever do it again."

"Yes ma'am." Sweets knew that he as being given a life saver and he would take it. "I'm sorry."

"You should be." Caroline waved the young man to the door. Once he was gone, she made a phone call. "I placed the fear of God into him like you wanted me to."

Deputy Director Bishop liked the sound of that. "Good. Sweets is brilliant and he's proven to be a valuable asset to the company, but he needs to understand that there are lines that cannot be crossed. I hope you told him that if the partnership is sunk then so is he."

"Oh, believe me, Cher' I did." Caroline flipped the waiting folder open. "I'm pretty sure he understands what's at stake for him as well as us."

"Good." Bishop had wanted to fire the psychologist, but Caroline had talked him out of it. She had a pretty good team working for her and she didn't want to remove any of the pieces. The Deputy Director understood what she wanted and he had allowed her to take care of the situation. "Hopefully Booth and Dr. Brennan will get through this. We need them. They make us look good. Damn good."

"They really do, Sir." Caroline ended the call. She had wasted enough time on foolishness.

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