Booth, Harding, and Fitzgerald were standing in the garage area of the Jeffersonian lab, walking around the car as two interns collected evidence from on and inside the vehicle. They were preparing to take one of the doors off of it, when the clacking of shoes brought their attention to the doorway, as Temperance walked in. "Chief Denna and Officer Dolan have arrived." She said, ushering them into the room, she quickly excused herself to the platform.

As soon as the two officers walked into the room, Shane nodded. "Yeah, this is the car." He nodded his head. "You said you found a suspect with it?"

"Not really with it." Harding replied. "He was in the woods. He claims that the four of them were messing around, and you guys spooked them. They panicked, one of them pulled out a gun, and then when they took off, they were looking for someplace to dump the car. Apparently, the driver, and the front passenger intended on killing both the victim." He said, nodding out toward the lab, "as well as the suspect, but when someone drove down the road, they got spooked and our suspect got away, hid in the woods. They shot the other kid, shoved him in the car, and dumped it in the pond."

"They didn't look for the other guy?"

"I assume they just figured they'd catch up to him later and kill him." Booth shrugged. "He was miles from where he lived, I don't even think he knew where he was." Booth said, glancing to Harding, who shrugged.

"And you believe him?" Shane asked, giving Booth an incredulous glare.

"Yeah." He nodded his head. "Officer Booth corroborated what happened. She said she'll make her statement today."

"Did you find anything else, other than the car?"

"Yeah, we found…" Harding started, but was immediately interrupted by the sound of gunfire in the lab.

All three agents pulled their weapons and moved toward the door as the gunfire continued, standing in front of the two officers, who looked extremely concerned. The gunfire stopped and they walked carefully from the room, looking around.

Everyone else in the lab was continuing their work as if the gunshots hadn't even occurred, when suddenly they started up again. "Jesus!" Harding exclaimed, stomping through the lab as Booth, Aiden and the two officers followed.

"It's the ballistics lab!" Booth shouted, as the gunshots continued, he holstered his gun.

"Don't they warn you people about this?" he shouted, as they quickly ran toward the ballistics room.

When they stepped up to the doorway of the ballistics room, Antonia was standing over the discharge bin with the firearm from the scene. She had a pair of noise cancelling ear protection, as did Hodgins, who was standing beside her with a bright grin on his face. Antonia stopped shooting, and glanced over at the crowd that had gathered at the doorway. She glanced to Hodgins. "Looks like we have company!" She shouted, grinning at Hodgins as he laughed and shook his head.

"What did you say? I can't hear you!" He shouted, as Antonia laughed. She set the firearm in the tray that Hodgins was holding, and pulled her earphones off.

"Thanks for that." She said, as she pulled the gloves off and walked toward the door. She moved past the five men in the doorway, dropping the earphones into Harding's hand. She passed Aiden, her hand low as she gave him a covert fist bump, and continued to her next task. Hodgins set the tray down and pulled the earphones off his head.

"I don't know what you did to piss her off, man. But I would stay out of her way." Hodgins said. "She's fired up!"

"Just get the bullets and analyze them, Hodgins." Booth grunted, as they all turned and walked back into the lab.

Once they were in the main area of the lab, Booth walked to the platform and looked up at Temperance as she spoke with an intern. She turned and looked down at him, as he tilted his head. "I thought we agreed that ballistics testing wasn't going to be done during the day when the lab was full of people."

"I didn't agree to that." She shrugged. "She's just doing her job, Booth." Temperance said, turning back toward the intern on the platform.

Booth sighed, and turned to the two police officers. "Are we about ready to get to the hospital?" He asked, watching as the officers nodded. "Shane, why don't you ride with me."

Officer Dolan, glanced to Booth, and back to the chief, who nodded. "Fitz, you can go with Harding."

"Sure." Aiden nodded, his eyes flicking to the catwalk above the lab, when he saw a flash of blue out of the corner of his eye. Antonia was standing, looking down at them, and he wondered what she was up to. She caught his eyes and smiled, and he shook his head and glanced back to Booth as he finished talking about what they were doing today.

The chief started for the door, and Booth said he had to grab something out of Temperance's office. He excused himself for a moment as Aiden and Harding stood and waited for a moment. It was that moment that Harding sighed. "I'm going to take a quick look at the victim." He said, nodding at the platform. Aiden nodded and took a step back, letting Harding pass him.

He stepped up the stairs and slid his card on the platform, when suddenly alarms started going off. Not just on the platform, but in the whole lab.

Everyone covered their ears as security came running for the platform, and without care just grabbed Harding off the platform and pulled him away. "Hey! I work here! Come on! You know me! You all know me!" he shouted as the security guards took his card and tried to run it again, glancing at the code.

"Looks like your security clearance has been pulled, sir." The security guard said, as he disengaged the alarm.

"What do you mean my security clearance has been pulled?" Harding exclaimed, watching Booth jog out of the office, he pulled his way out of the grasp of the security guards.

"He's good guys. What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know." Harding growled. "Someone messed with my security clearance!" It was then when his eyes drifted to the catwalk, and Antonia stood, looking down at him, a sly grin on her face as she pointed both of her fingers at him like guns, pretended to shoot, blew on her fingertips, and slid them into invisible holsters.

Aiden couldn't help but let out a laugh, though his smile immediately disappeared when he caught Harding's angry glare. "What?" he shrugged. "It was kind of funny."

Hodgins, who stood on the platform at this time, looked down at Harding's quickly reddening face. "Dude, she's a Brennan AND a Booth."

"Shut up, Hodgins." Harding and Booth said at the same time.

"Can we just get out of here!" Booth said, pulling at Harding's jacket, he looked up at his daughter as she walked away, stopping to watch as the four of them headed toward the door. Just as he exited, Aiden turned and looked up at Antonia, who pointed a finger gun at him, pulling the trigger. He put his hand over his chest and rolled his eyes, turning toward the door, and sending her laughter through the lab, as he disappeared into the hallway.