You guys are soooo spoiled! Here's #3 - it's a little on the short side, but I promise I'll make it up to you. I'm on my way out for a bit and when I get back I will try and update again! SPOILED! Enjoy! R&R!

Chapter 3 Consequences

He was just unlocking the SUV when his cell phone rang, looking down at the ID, he cursed out loud.

"Booth."

"My office, now." It was Cullen.

Booth made his way back into the Hoover Building and up to Cullen's office. He was not at all pleased with the tone of Cullen's voice. Something was wrong, very wrong. The sight that met him as he walked into the DIrector's office solidified his gut feeling. Very wrong. Cullen sat at his desk, practically fuming. Dick was pacing side to side in front of Cullen's desk, obviously waiting for Booth. He looked up as Booth approached, a smile spread across his face. It was not a good smile. Booth sighed to himself. Here we go.

"Agent Booth how nice of you to follow orders." Dick said as he walked in. "Please, have a seat."

"I'd rather stand sir."

"Sit down Agent Booth." Booth sat.

"Agent Booth, what happened in that interview was completely out of line." Dick started in immediately.

"Excuse me sir?"

"You made yourself and the FBI look like talking monkeys. All you do is take what they give you and make an arrest, their information does the rest? How does that make us look? Not to mention that you don't even work with an FBI team, you work with squints. You and your partner's actions were insubordinate this morning. As supervisor of this division I am placing you on a two week suspension pending review to be reinstated, turn in your gun and badge. You will learn to respect you superior and do what is asked of you."

"With all due respect si-"

"Enough Agent Booth. Director Cullen already tried arguing with me on this and he is now on probation for his behavior. Don't make this any worse. We will find another agent to work with Dr. Addy and his team at the Jeffersonian, we will not be needing Dr. Brennan's services any longer, she is free to go back her digging or mummies or whatever she does. Your truckstop murder case will be handled by your replacement."

"Sir -"

"Good day Agent Booth, don't forget to leave your gun and ID."

Booth got up from his seat and took his leave of Cullen's office, leaving his gun and badge on the table, he then stopped to grab a few things from his office. His phone beeped to let him know he had a text message, looking at the sender he was puzzled. Opening the message he read 'My car in 5 - Cullen'.

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Unaware of what was going on with Booth, Brennan was on the platform with her team, working over the three seperate indiviuals who were the truckstop murders.

"Okay, what to we have on all three bodies? What is consistent?" She asked.

Hodgins started first, "We have the same mulch, same grease residue, similiar soil particulates that lead us to beieve that each was killed near water, although not the same body of water."

Zach picked up with the skeleton findings, " Each victim is a male between the ages of 24 and 33, average build, average height. Cause of death is multiple blows to the head with the instrument that leaves behind the grease residue. All the bodies were dragged, picking up the soil as they went."

Angela spoke up last, "The pattern of the blows to each head indicate a right-handed assailant with a tall muscular build. The assailant was much taller than each of these victims, based on their heights I would say we're looking for someone around 6 foot 4 or 5."

"Did everyone watch Booth's interview this morning?" She asked out of no where. Both male heads turned to Angela for a prompt on how to answer.

"Sweetie the boys both watched it, but I told them they're not allowed to discuss details with you until you watch it. No need to spoil the surprise."

"What surprise Ange? It's an interview about our work. I'm sure Booth did nothing out of the ordinary."

"Sweetie, we taped it for you, so when you're ready to see it, you let me know. Or if you want you can take it home with you and watch it."

"You know what? Fine. It's lunchtime, I know you guys are ready for a break. See you in an hour." She jogged off the platform muttering about the 'stupid interview'.