Title: Agent Booth

Disclaimer: see chapter 1

Pairing: constantly changing (hehehe)

A/N: Sry about not updating in so long but you know school, it eats up your life. But now I'm back. I'm also updating About a Boy so look for me later this week. And Angel is "FBI Agent Steely Booth" to everyone in the story but I may go back and forth with the name mainly when relating to Spike.

Thanks to Reviewers: Night Essence, and all the others. Whoa 12 reviews for one chapter thanks so much. So I know I've got and audience. Ok so here's the long awaited second chapter.

Chapter 2: Partners in Crime

Angel felt a buzzing in his pants and was alarmed until he realized it was his cell phone. This 21st century technology wasn't that easy to get use to. It was his boss a new case, body found, well parts of a body found while building a new subdivision. A small smile came to his face not because of the decapitated body, but for the fact he was going to get to work with Bones. He hadn't had a "special' case with her in awhile and missed it.

He was standing next to his dresser putting on his watch and tripped over something causing him to hit his elbow on the bureau. The culprit was a scuffed pair of black Doc Martins on his bedroom floor. The angry huff woke the other person in the room.

"Spike you have your own closet. If you keep leaving your stuff on the floor I swear you can sleep in your own bed." Angel said turning toward the bed. "Umm… no you wouldn't, I think you'd miss me too much." Spike smirked and curled deeper into the blankets.

"You can at least help me keep this house clean. I'm going to work; you know to make the money that keeps you in cigarettes and blood. Instead of playing X-BOX all day why don't you go to the shooting range, put your skills to some use. " Angel said walking towards the bed.

"Skills huh. Well, now do I have to earn my keep then?" Spike asked with an arched eyebrow as his blankets fell exposing his bare chest. "No, I'm already late. I'll call later tonight; we'll grab a beer together." Angel replied hesitating for a second before leaving with a smile on his face. And Spike gave a sleepy grumble rolling over and going back to sleep. He made sure to close the blinds behind him, even though Angel could now enjoy the sun that flooded his apartment, Spike didn't.

The Jeffersonian

"Morning Bones. So ready to go." Booth called entering the office of Dr. Temperance Brennan. He placed his hand on his hip exposing his large belt buckle, and sipped his grande latte with the other. Coffee has become his favorite vice as a human. Taste seems to be the thing he missed the most as a vampire. He always knew Spike was odd for a vampire. He loved food, all kinds, but Angelus always saw it as human habit, like his smoking and would be in poor taste as a vampire.

Agent Booth drove them to the scene, and now they were officially in the suburbs. The construction company was clearing away the trees to make room for houses, when the body was discovered in some underbrush.

"From the pelvis I can tell woman, late twenties, Caucasian. But since we only have half a torso, and limbs to go by we need to get the remains back to lab." Dr. Brennan said with a furrowed brow. Her professional analysis came in her usual unemotional tone. Detached focused on the details.

"Hey, Bones can you tell what was used to uh… dismember her. And what is that smell, it can't be decomp because she looks pretty fresh." Booth said through the handkerchief over his mouth and nose.

"There are no clean saw marks. I'll need to take a look under a higher intensity scope. From the temperature of the body, she's only been dead 6 hours at the most. The smell is more chemical, maybe ammonia. Booth, come take a look at this." Dr. Brennan said as she walked a little deeper into the woods. The rural area was in stark contrast to the new building being constructed within it.

"I'll take a sample back to the lab to be analyzed. It looks organic, maybe mucus of some kind of animal." She said scraping the smelly mucus that was covering a sapling.

Jeffersonian

The lab was bright as the bones were illuminated by the clinical halogen lights over head.

"What do we know Zack?" Dr. Brennan asked from the autopsy table side. The usual team was gathered around the new body, each to give their expert opinion.

"Dr. Brennan it looks as though all her organs have been removed, well more likely eaten. The cuts through the bones were not made by any kind of tools, there are teeth marks. Most likely canine or more like a whole pack to have to consume a person this size. But the cuts are too clean to be in the middle of a pack feeding." Added with the precision he hoped impressed his boss.

Booth stepped out of the room when his cell phone went off. He returned shortly with new information. "Bones I just spoke with the contract foreman and he says the previous property owner's daughter has been missing for two days. And she matches the description you gave. I think we should go and talk to the family."

A/N: OK so here a little update, this was originally one long chapter but I decided to break it into two. So read and review!