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CHAPTER TEN: Out with the old and In with the new

THE NEXT DAY:

"Bren Sweetie what's with all the rushing?" asks Angela as I hurry through the lab that very next morning.

I wanted to talk to Cam about the case and to see if she knew anything about the super model wife Tyra Kelly. I also wanted to consult Miss Wick to see if she had found any new worthwhile discoveries. Daisy just wasn't pulling her weight during this case and if she didn't start soon I'd be calling Fisher, Arastoo or Clark. I definitely didn't want Jessica and Wendell was going through his cancer treatments so he couldn't really come in.

I smile at Angela "Oh Ange have you seen Cam or Miss Wick," I ask. '

Angela nods "Cam's looking at an experiment with Hodgins and I think that Daisy is in your office with Jessica Warren, I presume that they are fighting" she replies.

I sigh why did I ever hire Jessica?

"He was mine!" I hear Daisy Wick cry in an angry screech.

I hurry into the office to find Daisy stomping her high heel down noisily on the ground. Jessica Warren just smiles from her position on the top of the desk.

She sighs, "Gee Daisy just build a bridge" she whines.

Daisy makes a face at the red headed intern "You take my man, you become an intern and Dr Brennan probably likes you better then me"

I move from my position in the doorway. "Ladies you are both equally as irritating as one another and if you don't stop fighting I'll fire the both of you" I cry.

The two women just stop.

"I didn't know you were here…" Jessica stutters as she strokes her red braid that was hanging down the back of her head.

I sigh "Well I was" they nod obediently. "And I need to speak with Miss Wick regarding the present murder case so Miss Warren could you please leave the Jeffersonian, you weren't called in to assist with this case"

Jessica nods and waves at me as she skips out of the office but not before making one last statement "That's fine Dr Brennan, Sweets and I have an arrangement anyway…Sweets is such a good kisser Daisy"

I see Miss Wick clench up her fists but I interrupt before Daisy could chase after Jessica. Personally I didn't see what all the excitement over Sweets was about, I sometimes found him a bit irritating and abrupt.

Daisy looks at me "So Dr Brennan what do you want to talk to me about?" Miss Wick asks as she bobs about on her feet and letting her ponytail bounce about behind her head.

I sigh, "Have you found out any other worthwhile discoveries?" I ask.

Daisy shrugs "Nah not really but I hear that Cam knows something interesting about the model woman"

I nod at Daisy "So where is Cam right now?" I ask.

Daisy smiles and leans over to whisper something in my ear "I hear that she's in the janitors closet…with Arastoo" she giggles loudly.

I sigh and glance over to the glass walls to see Angela looking excited. I thought she had a new lead on the case but it was pretty obvious that she just wanted to know what Daisy whispered to me.

Angela flashes a perfect white-toothed smile at us and hurries in walking perfectly in her high heels.

"Who said what when?" Angela practically squeals.

I sigh "Well supposably Cam is engaging in intimate activities with Mr Vaziri in the Jeffersonian janitors closet" I reply blatantly.

Angela sighs, "Seriously can we go and peek through the keyhole?"

I shake my head "Do you want Cam, Daisy and I peeking through the keyhole of Hodgins and your bedroom door at night time" I ask my best friend

"No Bren but well that's me not Cam"

I shake my head "I have to go speak to her anyway" I tell her and I hurry over to the janitors closet.

"Brennan move your head I can't see anything," cries Angela from behind me.

I was peering through the keyhole and bored out of my mind. "Angela it's boring why do you even want to watch?" I ask my friend.

"Seriously Bren look at me for a moment do you think that I am the sort of person who'd be bored by this type of thing?" Angela laughs sarcastically.

I smile Angela was a very nosey person.

I pull away from the door and let Angela have full keyhole viewing.

I was a very forward person, which was something that Booth would joke about. While most would bend around the bush or something like that I was the opposite I'd get straight to the point even if it was about sex, religion, swearing and opinions (including other peoples secrets). This was the quality that possessed me to lightly hammer my fist against the door of the Janitor's closest.

I hear a couple of sighs and the door opens to reveal Cam with very, very dishevelled hair. "Oh Dr Brennan…what…what are you doing here" she stutters.

"The murder investigation Dr Saroyan did you forget?" I ask.

Cam sighs "Make this quick Dr Brennan" I nod but glance disapprovingly over at Arastoo.

"Excuse me Dr Saroyan what is Mr Vaziri doing here?" I ask.

Cam lets out another deep sigh "I called him in to help Hodgins determine what gun was used to murder our victim" she replies.

"So then why isn't he experimenting like you said?" Cam groans.

"We got a bit carried away…" Cam trails off.

I nod and glance over at the doorway to see Angela with her hand over her mouth trying to stop herself from breaking down into fits of laughter.

"Ms Montenegro you should be working…" Cam begins but she was past the point of bringing Angela back to her senses.

I let out a sigh and hurry out of the closet.

"Booth we have to go talk to Ms Kelly about what she may know about the investigation" I say into the receiver of my cell phone.

"Okay Bones I'll be right around I'll just get Caroline to find her address for me" replies my partner.

I nod "Great Booth pick me up from the Jeffersonian okay?"

"Yeah Bones…" he begins but then the conversation is interrupted by another voice on the other end of the line "Sweets, okay…I'll ask Bones" groans Booth

"Ask me what Booth?" I ask. Men and all their stupid private conversations.

"Well Sweets wants to come to interrogate the model with us, he wants to do all his shrinky things to her"

I sigh, "He probably just wants to examine her psychological patterns" I inform him

"I know Bones, you don't always have to be so logical and cut straight to the chase?"

"What chase?" I ask confused.

Booth just lets out a long and loud sigh "It's a figure of speech Bones…oh who cares I'll see you in five?"

I nod despite the fact that he can't see me "Alright Booth, bye" I reply

"Bye Bones" he replies as I hang up the phone.

I was just taking off my lab coat when Angela hurries in "Sweetie what's going on with Booth?" she asks.

I sigh, "Nothing out of the ordinary Angela, we are going to speak with the model" I reply.

Angela runs her hand through her long dark wavy hair. "Great Brennan is dinner still on for tonight though?" she asks.

I nod "Yes of course Angela it's the only thing that Christine has been talking about for the last few days, she absolutely adores Michael" I reply.

Angela giggles "Oh Bren they're so adorable I can just see wedding bells in the future"

I look at her very unsure about what to say "Oh Angela I wouldn't say that to Booth, he'd kill you and ban Christine from Michael forever" I reply.

Angela rolls her dark eyes "He would not" she cries.

I shake my head "You know Booth right he's not letting Christine have a boyfriend until she's at least forty" I reply.

Angela flicks her hair "That won't happen"

"Oh I don't know…Booth's very protective of his baby"

Angela just smiles "Yeah, yeah wait 'till teenage Christine enters the building" I smile

"Well that's not for at least another ten years" I reply gratefully and wave at Angela as I hurry out of the building after hearing the honk of the horn on Booth's SUV.

"Hey Bones," he laughs as I hop into the passenger seat and click my seatbelt into place.

Booth was busy typing the address that Caroline gave him into the GPS in the car.

"So how was your morning at the lab?" he asks as he pulls the car out of the parking spot and reverses it out of the car park.

"Great Booth, no one had any new leads but Arastoo is now helping out Hodgins with some experiments to determine what type of gun was used as the murder weapon" I reply.

Booth nods as we cruise down the main streets of Washington DC.

"Hey guys did you forget about the backseat driver?" cries a voice from that back seat.

I was initially stumped about who was talking but it then clicked. Sweets, Booth had picked Sweets up because he was going to do psychological profiling on the suspect.

"Oh sorry I forgot all about you Sweets" I say.

He sighs "Oh that happens way too often" he replies but I knew that he hadn't truly taken any offence to the comment.

Booth sighs and spins the wheel "I hope that this murder suspect gives us some vital information that will help with the case" he groans "This case is just dragging on and on, it's bringing back all those memories of Rebecca that I thought that I'd truly forgotten"

Sweets leans over so that his head sticks out above console in the middle of the car. "Aye Booth if you want you can have a little private conversation with me in my office" he offers.

Booth gives off a fake laugh "Yeah as if I want to go and be shrinkified by the shrink"

I give Booth's shoulder a quick disapproving shove "Booth, he is just trying to be polite and help you, you don't have to be so rude" I gush.

He rolls his eyes "Do I look like the sort of guy that wants to tell my most intimate thoughts to this guy?" Booth cries as he points at poor Sweets who was sitting back in the back seat with the seat belt done up tightly over his neatly tailored suit. Sweets pushes his little head covered in dark hair forward again

"Hey Booth I object consoling is just what a lot of people need, I can tell you that Miley Cyrus and Justin Bieber would benefit greatly after a shrink session with Dr Lance Sweets"

I glance over at Sweets stumped about what he meant. Miley who? "I don't know what that means" I admit very truthfully.

Booth notices the look on my face "Celebrities Bones, rude, tattooed, drug obsessed celebrities" he sighs.

I nod "Oh that makes sense"

Sweets and Booth both look at each other and smile. I knew that they were making fun of my ignorance and I didn't care.

"This looks like the place" Booth says all of a sudden as we pull over in front of a fashion designer's store with the name "Little Paris"

Caroline had told us that the suspect was a model and was trying on her new outfits inside this fashion store. This murder was really dragging on like Booth said and I really wanted to get Parker some closure. Children shouldn't really have this much to do with murder. I did find my neighbour dead and started faking my own death but that's another story for another day.

Sweets and I both nod at Booth. "This does look about right" I reply, "Do you think this woman will have a motive for murder?"

Booth shrugs "We don't know but I am ready to find out" he replies.

I smile that's what I liked about Booth; he was always ready to go out there into the field and kick ass (as he'd say).

AN: Hope you enjoyed that chapter. Chapter 11 will be up soon and it will be called "I'm not Speaking Without a Lawyer". Tyra Kelly gets questioned and there is some lingerie...

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