Jeffersonian Medico-Legal Lab: Next Day, 10:00am.
Over the speakers the highheels mix of the song Happy Feet was playing, it had been Angela's idea to start playing music while they worked and Dr. Goodman had approved much to Cam's chargin,but he wasn't any more fond of the pathologist than much anyone else had grown.
The glass roof of the top floor spacious lab gave way to the bright mostly sunny sky of a particularly unusually warm winter day. Up on the platform Zach sat hunched over one of the larger of the microscopes looking at a bone fragment from the skeleton that was layed out on the necropsy table. Bones so ingrossed in her exsamination of the Atlantis era skeloton from roughly about 12,000 years ago,unusually large in mass the skeloton Brennana had concluded at full height likely stood about 7' 9" to 8' 2".
Angela sat on the edge of another desk working on a rough sketch of the head while Hodgins sat next to her at another of the computer's working on some particulates that had been found on the bones.
"Dr. Brennan" Zach said as he turned around to face the anthropologist, she waved her hand slightly in acknowledgement she had heard him and for him to continue on. "the carbon 14 results do match your findings, these bones date back between 10,000 and 12,000 years." Brennan nodded, that small gestor alone made Zach happy. "Dr. Brennan, the Dichromium found at the base of the chrystal seems to have been used to direct and or amplfy electro-magnetic energy."
Hodgins turned towards Angela who was happily swinging her legs in time with the beat of the rather happy song as it went in to a rendition of Fat Sams GrandSlam from the Bugsy Malone muscial soundtrack. He held up the long cylendrical magnetite(loadstone/hematite) stick with
the odd shaped semi-clear chrystal at one end. "I wonder if this was what was used to build the pyramids".
Zach looked up and was just about to spout off something about it being scientifically improbable for such a tiny rod to be able to generate enough energy to move such large stones,when the familiar beep of someone sliding their card interrupted him. The whole group stopped to look in his direction and noticed him coming up the stairs,dressed in a black t-shirt with the word "Hollywood" printed in white letters and black jeans carrying a folder with the official FBI seal on it. "Pack your bags Bones, we're going to Los Angeles!" He said happily. Brennan stood to her fool height and reguarded him with a look that all to clearly read 'are you kidding?' and he even thought he could see a slight annoyance in her eyes.
Booth thought quick and countered with one of his tradmark irresistable charm smiles, Brennan immediantly softend her expression still remaining on the oppisite side of the table of bones from Booth. "This better be good Booth, I'm working with a very fragile skeloton that could be the discovery of a new race of people or lead to actual proof of the mythical lost continent of Atlantis."
Brennan stood there looking at Booth, her arms crossed infront of her chest. "Oh this is good Bones, apparently a ghost told a psychic that is currently filming a documentry on haunted hotels that his body has been hidden in a secret second story room above the Gold Room of The Millenium Biltmore Hotel and the psychic requested that the hotel contact me to investigate the crime."
Brennan looked at Booth incredulously "A What?!?" Booth put his hand up, a gesture to try to get Brennan to calm down "A ghost." "Booth, ghost don't exsist and there for can not possibly be talking to some person who is obviously not rational. And just how does this have to do with the FBI?" Booth busted out another of his charm smiles, which immediantly calmed Brennan. "Apparently this psychic is real, she has a masters degree in Parapsychology with a minor in Metaphysics. And has also been used since the age of 16 by law enforcement through out the united states in solving difficult cases." Booth then held out the folder for Brennan to take a look at, each time she reached for it he moved it out of her reach forcing her to move around the table.
Brennan then snatched the folder from Booth's hands and flipped it open looking over it as Hodgins spook up "Dr. Brennan, there still remains no scientific evidence to either prove or disprove the exsistance of ghost or spirits." Brennan waved him off dismissively and started down the stairs towards her office, Booth followed closely behind. "So , are you coming or what Bones? Our plane leaves in about four hours and you still need to pack." Booth and Brennan stopped just outside her office, she looked up at Booth as she handed him back the case folder "Go get it cleared through Cam and meet me at my appartment in an hour." Brennan then turned and went into her office closing the door behind her, while Booth almost skipped on his way to Cam's office gripping his free hand in a fist and muttering a barily audible "Yes!".