Death de dictée

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CHAPTER 2 : is it you?

"I'm going to take you out for a drink tonight," Booth said leaning on Liz's desk with a flirtatious smile plastered on his face.

"You don't have to," Liz said turning around to pack her handbag.

"But I do," her smiled, grabbing her arm to turn her around, once she was turned around their eyes caught each others, "one drink."

"Okay," she smiled, she could feel Booths warm breath on her neck, he leaned towards her to kiss her when Bones called him.

"Let's go Booth."

"Where?" Booth said annoyed.

"To question the family."

"Now?"

Liz answered for Bones, "now. I guess me and Hodgins can go for drinks."

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"Do you know this man?" Booth said showing Mrs Foster a recreated picture of the body that Angelia had done very well.

"Do we really have to this now?" She asked yawning, Booth was thinking the same thing and he showed it, but Bones shot him a look.

"Yes, now you need to answer my question."

"Never seen him," she said pushing away the photo.

"Sure?" Booth asked again.

"Yes."

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"Martini thanks," Liz smiled to the bartender.

"I'll take a beer," Hodgins said.

"Be nice," she laughed at him, gulping down her martini.

"Thank you," Hodgins said sarcastically when the bartender gave him his beer.

"That's better."

"Now about you being Bones' da…"

"Not now."

"Why not?" Hodgins asked.

"Okay," she sighed giving in," I found out when practically everyone told me that I look like her and then I found out her first name, Temperance. My dad was always talking about Tempe. It's the only thing I ever knew about my mother."

"And your dad?"

"He's a drug dealer and an arms dealer. He's never been caught, the best have tried. We moved to Paris when it got to hard for him to live here. The funny thing is even though a lot of people wanted him dead, he died of cancer," Liz laughed.

"Want another drink?" Hodgins asked her.

"Sure, umm, I'll have a vodka."

"A vodka for the lady."

"The lady," Liz said flattered.

"The very hot lady."

"Wana dance?"

"Okay," Hodgins said leading Liz onto the dance floor. He spun her around and then she came back into him. Their bodies were so close that a piece of paper would have stayed there. Hodgins had one hand on her lower back the other on her hair, her soft, brunette hair.

"You're a good dancer," Liz smiled at Hodgins.

"You too," Hodgins smiled and their eyes caught each others, Hodgins leaned in to kiss her and Liz brought her lips to his. First it was soft then Hodgins pushed his lips against her hard. She pulled her leg up his and her leaned her back. Finally their lips parted.

"Should we be doing this?" Liz said, her smile had faded.

"What's this?"

"This," she said not explaining anything.

"I see no harm in this."

"I don't want you to lose your job."

"I won't," Hodgins said pulling her back.

"Jack," she said pulling away," I have to go." She ran across the room and out the door. Leaving Hodgins standing in the middle of the crowd.

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"We got a match," Angelia smiled, "his name is Daniel Russo."

"That's Spanish," Booth pointed out.

"Yes Booth," Angelia smiled, speaking like he was a kid,

"How long's he been missing?" Bones asked?

"1 week ago," Angelia said reading off the computer screen, "guess who called him in?"

"Who?"

"A Mrs Tania Foster," Angelia said matter-of-factly.

"Isn't that the lady who found him?" Bones asked Booth.

"Yes, the one who told us she'd never seen him."

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"How'd you know him?" Booth asked Mrs Foster across the cold, metal table of the interrogation room.

"I told you I didn't," she said staring at the stone wall.

"You reported him missing," Booth pointed out, Mrs Foster didn't reply," tell me what was going on."

"At first, it was nothing," she started," then he started coming round more and more. I didn't mean for anything to happen, I loved Michael , I still do. It's just, he's never home. He lives on a boat, and Dan's gorgeous, and sweet, and he was just there."

"So you offed him before he could tell anyone?" Booth asked.

"I would never do that to Dan," she said shocked, "I loved him."

"I thought you loved Michael?" Booth said harshly.

"I do," she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Then why did you sleep with Dan?" Booth asked.

"I didn't mean for anything to happen!" she yelled through the tears.

"So you killed him out of shame?"

"I didn't kill him!"

"Dose Michael know."

"No," she said," I would never do that."

"Dose your daughter know?" Booth asked.

"I don't think so," she said looking up from her tears, "Oh My God, she must have, and she must have, Oh My God."

"Would Michael do something like this?"

"He wouldn't!"

"Wouldn't he?"

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"We have to run these sheets for Michael Foster's DNA," Liz said embarrassed.

"She was married?" Hodgins asked.

"To a marine," Liz smiled, but the smile faded quickly.

"Why did you run away last night?" Hodgins asked.

"Not here, not now Ja…Hodgins," Liz said turning away.

"You just deserted me," Hodgins said to her back.

"I don't want you getting fired, and I don't want to get fired either. Do know how hard it is to get a job working for Dr. Brennan?" Liz said turning back to Hodgins.

"Me and Angelia," Hodgins looked at her in a sad, embarrassed tone, "we were engaged. Neither of us got fired."

"You were?" she asked.

"We even had a wedding."

"What happened?"

"She was already married."

"Poor you," Liz said feeling sorry for him.

"Will you go out with me again?" Hodgins asked.

"Tomorrow night."

"We're should we eat?"

"The plaza."

"I can't afford that," Hodgins said.

"Neither can I, we're eating on an arms dealer's dollar."

"Works for me."

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"Mr Foster?" Cam asked a man in a marine uniform, which made the muscles in his arms look huge.

"Yes Ma'am," He answered with Texan accent.

"The interrogation room's over there," Cam pointed out.

"May I ask why I'm here Ma'am," he asked, "they wouldn't tell me."

"They'll tell you inside."

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"Do you know why you're here Mr Foster?" Booth asked.

"No sir," Michael said politely.

"When was the last time you saw your wife?" Booth asked.

"I haven't seen her for a year sir. But I call her every week if I can."

"Have you ever seen this man?" Booth asked, showing Michael the picture.

"No sir, I can't say I have."

"He was screwing your wife," Booth said harshly.

"Tania would never do nothn' like dat," Michael said smartly.

"Well she did," Booth smiled, "and now he's dead."

"And you think I did it," Michael said shaking his head, "I haven't been off dat boat in a bloody year."

"So you called an assign," Booth suggested.

"I would never hurt Tania dat way," Michael said, "she deserves to be happy."

"Happy fucking someone else?"

"As long as she's happy."

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"I found prints on the sheets," Hodgins explained to both Bones and Booth.

"Michaels?" Bones asked.

"He had no prints on the sheets," Hodgins explained.

"The only prints belonged to Daniel Russo, Tania Foster and Ellie Foster," Liz said handing the fingerprint matches to Bones.

"Ellie?" Bones asked.

"The daughter," Booth answered.

"The one who couldn't stop staring at," Bones pointed out.

"Come on Bones," Booth said annoyed. Liz laughed.

"Hodgins will you look at something for me?" Bones asked, leading him to her lab.

"Sure."

"I'm buying you a drink tonight," Booth smiled.

"I'm taken," Liz smiled.

"A no strings attached drink."

"I'm good."

"I'll buy."

"Bribing," Liz smiled, "great way to pick up chicks,"

"I'll pick you up on my way out," Booth said turning away not waiting for a reply.