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Six weeks later…

"Brennan, are you sure you are up to work?" Angela asked as the two women approached the entrance to the Jeffersonian.

"Ange, I feel fine," Temperance assured as she stood up straight and walked through the door.

Angela followed and continued, "I think that's the problem. It's only been a week since they let you out of the hospital, which every doctor finds weird. I don't want you to be overwhelmed."

"I am not going to be overwhelmed," the doctor said as she walked backwards. "I am fine. Minor headaches and slight feelings from the wounds are to be expected. I have been out far too long. I need to get back to work."

"But, sweetie," Angela finally grabbed onto Temperance's arms, "I am scared. It has been over a month and we haven't even found one suspect that was tied to what happened to you."

"And you are worried he is still out there," Temperance finished. She felt the memories of her gasping state on the ground like it was happening all over again but pushed it to the back of her mind. "Don't worry. He hasn't even taken the opportunity to finish me off even when I was in the hospital." She turned around towards the platform and swiped her card. Angela, still worried, followed.

"Zack," the doctor called out for as she saw the younger man studying the computer screen. "Has anything come in recently?"

"Dr. Brennan," Zack said happily standing up. The two hugged. "You aren't supposed to be back for a long time. The bullet wounds you sustained would've resulted in months of healing and therapy."

Temperance nodded.Yeah, out of the ordinary. "Well, I am fine as you can see." She shifted and looked around. Nostalgic. "Everything is still in order?"

"Yes. Very much so as you can see Dr. Brennan," Zack dropped the other topic immediately. "To answer your first question: the bones that you had shipped from France have arrived as well as the Civil War era bones that were recently dropped off."

"Thank you," she answered and turned to her office. "I'll be in my office if you need me."

"Dr. Brennan," Zack called. Temperance turned around and saw Zack smile. "It's nice to have you back again."

"Thanks," she said before getting off of the platform. Angela still followed her.

"Sweetie, are you sure you are okay with working? No tiredness, nausea, headache?" Angela still prodded.

"Angela, really. I am fine." I haven't seen anything. That dream was just a dream. "Trust me. If I feel sick I'll go home."

"Liar."

"It's supposed to comfort you that I am saying that."

Temperance stepped into her office and saw the mound of mail on her coffee table. Then turned to see stack of boxes. "It's just like ever other day. Don't worry about me. Go back to work."

Angela sighed reluctantly. "Fine. But, call if something is wrong." Temperance nodded and hugged Angela.

"Don't worry too much," she said before Angela left.

Once Angela was gone, she walked towards the stack of boxes and read the label: "France". She nodded and opened it up. 206 bones, all inside, pack together neatly. She picked up the letter inside and read it. She felt her head begin to ache and the letter slipped through her hands.

She reached down to pick it up and felt a cold feeling run down her spine. She rolled her neck and stood up. A cold feeling came again.

Feeling a presence behind her, she quickly turned and saw a light brown hair woman standing at the door. The woman's face was filled with sorrow, her face worn like she had been awake for far too long and her eyes revealing the emptiness in her soul. The woman's appearance caused Temperance to stare, noting that her clothes came from colonial times.

"Sorry, did you need to speak with me?" Temperance asked carefully staring at the woman, trying not to question her outfit.

The woman didn't say a word. She slowly shook her head.

"Are you okay?" Temperance tried.

Again. The woman shook her head slowly.

Temperance stared at the woman and watch as she stood there. "How can I help you?"

The woman opened her mouth, her speech was inaudible. Temperance stared in confusion. The woman continued to speak. Still, no sound had come.

Temperance began to walk towards the woman.

The woman stood still and stopped talking. Temperance watched as she saw a ring of blood form around the woman's neck.

"Are you okay?" Temperance asked in a sudden frantic. She stepped quickly towards the woman.

The blood flowed out. Bleeding onto the woman's clothing.

"Wait, I am going to call for help," Temperance ran to the door and yelled for Angela. She turned back into her office and the woman wasn't in sight. She twirled around, looking at every corner of her office.

"Bren!?" Angela called for from the door. "Are you okay?"

Temperance opened her mouth to answer but hesitated. She couldn't find words to explain what she saw. She shut her mouth and let out a sigh. "I'm fine Angela. I'm sorry. I just thought I saw something."

"Something?" her best friend inquired. "Something like bad?"

"No, nothing. Sorry. Don't worry, Angela," she answered unsurely.

Angela slowly accepted her answer. "Okay…if something happens again call me okay?"

"I know." Temperance said. The sound of the door clicking after Angela left brought relief to the doctor. Am I seeing things? What the hell was that all about? She felt her headache coming back and forced her head to clear. She ran her hands through her hair, trying to ensure herself that she was just seeing random images. She sat down on the sofa and put her head between her knees trying to recover from the sight.

"Bones?" Booth called out causing her to pick up her head quickly and feel the blood rush to her brain. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," Temperance said calmly. "What's up?" She stood up.

"We've got a case."

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