AN: I don't own Bones. Here comes Chapter nine, time for Booth to interrogate some new suspects, Enjoy!

CHAPTER NINE- Jealousy…

"So where did you first meet Rebecca?" Booth asks in a questioning tone as we sit around the table with Christopher Ryder in the FBI interrogation room.

Christopher lets out a sigh "I've told you over and over again I wouldn't want to hurt Becca" he cries "I first met Becca when she was getting her car repaired for the first time, she bought this real lemon Holden"

I glance over at Booth with a confused look on my face.

"A car Bones, a lemon is a bad quality car," he tells me.

I nod and smile mouthing a quick "Thank you".

Christopher makes a face "Isn't that answer good enough for you?" he asks.

Booth just shakes his head. "Well I'm sorry, you don't have an alibi so you can't prove anything"

Christopher smacks his face down into his hands. It was silent for a moment until Christopher pops his head back up. "Well you don't believe me, the cops never do. I wouldn't kill Becca but I know someone who would" he begins.

He had both of us intrigued.

"Yes who?" Booth asks.

Christopher looks us both in the eyes. "Well Becca was dating this CEO of a law firm, this Tom Fletcher guy" he begins "Well there was one problem Tom was married to this supermodel Tyra Kelly and she was used to gettin' what she wants so when she found out about the affair…" Christopher trails off.

Booth looks at me and we both nod.

We leave Christopher in the interrogation room to be further questioned about the shonky car parts he was dealing and we head out of the FBI building and get into my Prius.

"Look we have a possible motive for murder" Booth replies.

I smile at him "Your 'gut feeling' must have been correct" I mock.

He nods "Yeah when was I ever wrong?"

"Mommy, daddy your home" cries Christine as she runs over and hugs Booth's legs.

"Hey baby did you have a good day?" Booth asks his little three year old daughter.

She nods "Yeah, did you catch the bad guys?" she asks.

I hear Booth sigh. "Almost Princess maybe tomorrow" he replies.

"You will daddy you're the best FBI man in the whole wide world" she replies.

Booth just nods "I may be a good FBI agent but believe me sweetie I'm an even better daddy"

Christine smiles and nods. She then begins showing Booth a drawing she did with her Uncle Sweets today. It was of Booth, Christine, Parker, Sweets and myself all holding hands and smiling. My Family was written in perfect cursive above the drawing and I suspected it was Sweets' writing.

I roll over in bed so I could face Booth. Christine and Parker were playing a camping game and watching a movie in the living room with Sweets. I could just hear the booms and bangs coming faintly out of the speakers.

Booth and I had successfully made love, a lot without receiving a single phone call or a text from Caroline and I counted that as a blessing.

I feel Booth's muscly hand on my bare back and I just snuggled up closer into him.

"Hey Bones I sometimes still find it hard to believe" he begins.

I shrug but it was awkward to move my shoulders considering that I was cuddled right up to Booth.

"Find what hard to believe?" I ask.

Booth just smiles "Us, our relationship" he replies.

I smile, I knew that Booth had wanted this relationship to work the whole time and it was only me that was in the way. I never thought that it would work but it did. Well it actually had to because I fell pregnant with Christine so I sort of became Booth's responsibility. I specified that I loved him before I went on the run from the law after the serial killer Christopher Pelant framed me for murdering my old friend Ethan Sawyer. I had told Booth that I loved him and it just wasn't because of Christine. That was an awful experience if I've ever experienced one.

I roll over and smile at Booth snuggling down into the sheets.

"Well it worked," I whisper.

Booth smiles "Yeah it worked"

"Bones come on say goodbye to the children we have to meet with Agent Sparling at 8:30am sharp" announces Booth as he stops to look at his watch.

I turn around to hug Parker and Christine goodbye.

"See you two later, Angela is picking you up tonight," I tell them.

Angela was finishing work early and she offered to pick up Parker and Christine for me. Christine was happy because she got to play with Michael and Parker was happy because Hodgins supposably baked really nice brownies. The two of them nod very obediently and hurry off after Sweets who was dropping them at a school and kindergarten today.

Booth glances at me "You think Angela will be okay with picking them up?" he asks.

I smile "Of course she can put up with Michael what makes you think that our children are so much harder to deal with?" I reply.

Booth nods "They're good kids overall but Parker and Christine a very troublesome combo"

"They're our children what do you expect?" I laugh.

Booth just makes a face and slips his hand into mine as we walk out of the front door.

"Hi Agent Booth, Dr Brennan" says the young blonde FBI agent as she led us into her office.

Agent Olivia Sparling was a rookie FBI agent who was involved in a brief relationship with Sweets after his gruesome breakup with Daisy. Since he was just out of a long-term relationship he couldn't really make it work and they broke up after a few dates.

"Hello Agent Sparling" says Booth as he shakes Olivia's hand. She nods an acknowledging hello at me and turns to face both of us.

"So I suppose that you are here today to discuss any evidence that I may have uncovered at the crime scene" she asks.

Booth and I nod "Yeah that's what we'd like" he replies as we sit down on the black leather chairs in the office.

"Well your in luck" she replies "I thought that you'd meet with me in the office at the crime scene but that FBI director told me that you stormed off angrily Booth" the young woman replies.

Booth shakes his head "You just sometimes have personal connections to the cases and it gets a bit awkward and hard to deal with" he replies.

Agent Sparling nods "I experienced that once…" she trails off.

Even though she didn't go into detail I knew that she was referring to the feelings that she felt for Sweets. Those thoughts are soon swept away though because Agent Sparling begins getting into detail about her experiences at the crime scene.

"Angela Montenegro told me about the murder and how some metal particulates were found on the skull…" she begins "Well I think that I know where those came from, I was looking at the desk and there was a name plate thing on the it with 'Ms Rebecca Stinson' engraved into it. It was smashed in on one corner and I just presumed that it was dropped at some point"

I nod "Very interesting Booth and I will go examine it and I can use my torch to look for any blood on the metal surfaces" I tell her.

She nods "There was also this guy hanging around the office" Olivia runs her hand through her long blonde hair "When I asked him why he was there and he said that he was just wondering where Rebecca was"

"Was this man by any chance called Tom Fletcher?" I ask.

Agent Sparling nods yet again "Yes that was what he called himself how did you know"

Booth sighs "Well Mr Fletcher was involved in an affair with Rebecca and he needs to be brought in for questioning" he tells Agent Sparling.

She nods "Well that explains the strange behaviour" we all nod in unison.

"Well thanks for your time today Agent Sparling" Booth says as he shakes her hand.

"That's fine Agent Booth" she replies as Booth and I both stand up and push our chairs in.

"Oh yeah and if you see Lance tell him I say hello" I smile at her.

There was still going to be those lingering feelings.

"FBI" Booth announces as he hammers his fist against the door of the suspect and CEO Thomas Fletcher.

We were going into to his upper class city apartment to discuss the murder of Ms Rebecca Stinson.

"Let us in, we have a warrant" he continues.

I then hear the door click and unlock to reveal a man in his mid to late thirties wearing a suit.

"Hello I'm Mr Fletcher, Mr Tom Fletcher" he introduces himself as he holds out a perfectly clean hand with a pressed suit sleeve.

Booth just ignores the hand "We know perfectly well who you are" he says coolly "And we are here to investigate the death of Ms Rebecca Stinson"

Tom looks worried. "Rebecca, was Becky murdered?" he asks his jaw practically scraping along the ground.

Booth sighs "Well since you are so close to her wouldn't you know what happened?" he asks his voice full of sarcasm.

Tom shakes his head "No, no you have it all wrong why would I want to kill Becky, we dated, we went out" he tells us.

Booth just shrugs "Well buddy you're coming with us, we'll discuss this more in the FBI interrogation room"

"But…I…" Tom tries to cut in but Booth already had his mind made up.

"So where were you last Friday night between the hours of four and eight" Booth asks.

We were now all set up in the interrogation room.

Tom sighs "I was in New York promoting my law firm, I have plane tickets, receipts and about seven alibis to prove my whereabouts"

Booth nods at Tom. "We'll examine those and find out if you are telling the truth…"

I nod at Tom "And if you have any idea of who would wish to murder and kill Ms Stinson here is a phone number"

Tom shakes his head "Geez I'm a CEO for a big Law Firm I wouldn't wish to ruin my career by getting my ex's blood on my hands"

Booth nods "You know if I believed every word that comes out of a suspects mouth I would have failed to catch many murders and serial killers"

Tom groans "God you government people sometimes really need to have a bit of faith in others…"

"So do you think he killed Rebecca" I ask Booth as he unlocks the door to our house.

He shrugs "I doubt it men like that barely ever do things like that on their own…" he trails off "But he could have possibly hired a hit man though to do the murder for him"

I nod. That was a valid and very explainable possibility.

I flick on the light switch that was on the wall and glance around the room. No one was home at the moment considering that Angela had taken the children out and about after school and kindergarten. Sweets was also on a date with his girlfriend, my new intern Jessica Warren. She was a lively and very irritating red head that I had already threated to fire because of her very unorthodox ways of examining remains.

Booth smiles at me "It's getting late, the children are probably having dinner with Angela and Hodgins" he begins "Sweets will also probably be going out with Jessica so why don't we order take-out"

I glance at Booth an excitedly glimmer in my green eyes "Thai?" I laugh just like the time back in 2006 after we solved a case about a nine-year-old beauty queen that got murdered.

Booth nods "As long as you let me have some fried rice this time"

I pick up the phone and smile "Yeah Booth as if that will ever happen"

Soon enough we (or should I say I) had eaten and I was lying on the couch with my head rested in Booth's lap. He was stroking my cheek and I was feeling really good that we were together.

"Hey Bones you're like a good bottle of wine…" Booth whispers softly "You get better with age" I smile.

"Technically not all wine improves with age Anthropologically speaking in some cultures…" I begin but Booth shuts me up before I can continue.

"I don't care Bones, really I'm here with you now and I'm happy" I smile "I'm happy as well Booth"

"We're home," announces the voices of Christine, Parker, Sweets and woman, oh hooray it's Jessica Warren. The last thing I wanted was to discuss her views on life.

I watch as Sweets walks in the living room laughing at something that Parker was saying. Jessica walks in as well with Christine sitting on her shoulders giggling. I wave at them all hoping that Jessica would say that it was getting late and that she has to go home but no such luck. Christine was already taking her up to show her her bedroom.

Parker smiles "Hi Bones, hi dad" the young boy laughs "We had such a great afternoon"

Booth smiles at his son "How were Hodgins' brownies?" he asks.

Parker nods "Fantastic" he hi-fives his father and looks over at Sweets who was glancing at his iPhone.

"Aye Booth sorry that I had to bring the kids home" he begins.

Booth just shrugs "Oh that's fine Angela has a family to tend to anyway"

I leave Booth and Sweets talking as I hurry up the stairs to find Parker, Christine and Jessica. I see the three of them under a sheet that was balanced on top of an armchair and a row of plastic blue chairs. Oh no those plastic chairs that brings back bad memories of blizzards, blackouts, elevators, Sweets and sore backs.

I lean over and get down on my hands and knees to see the children that were under the sheet. Parker, Christine and Jessica all look up from their game of Uno and smile. I just knew that there'd be a sleepover tonight with both the children, Sweets and Jessica under the sheet.

AN: Hope you liked that chapter. I had to incorporate some Jessica Warren because she is dating Sweets at the time that this story is set. The Thai Food thing is a tag to Season 2 Episode 7 "The Girl with the Curl". Chapter 10 will be up soon and it will be called "Out with the old, in with the new".

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