"Look who it is" Trinity grumbled, as she watched Booth and James approach. They were stood as far away from each other as possible and Booth appeared to be sulking. When they had reached the boat, the agent received a hard slap from Trinity, as she walked towards James. "What the hell was that for?" Booth asked, ignoring James' laughter. "That was for arresting James" she slapped him again, this time harder. "And that?"
"That was for getting into a fight with him in the first place. Come on James" she said, pulling her boyfriend away. "If it makes you feel any better, I think you only deserved one slap" Brennan said, inspecting his cheek. "Yeah, that makes me feel loads better" he replied, dryly. "Hey love birds! We got two more bodies over here!" Trinity yelled from the other end of the cave. Brennan and Booth automatically moved away from each other and headed over to the boat. "Where'd James go?" Booth asked his fellow agent, with a smirk. "Back at the lab. He didn't want to get in the way" she replied, passing Brennan some gloves. "Why'd he come in the first place then?"
"You are unbelievable!" she shouted. Booth didn't seem to be paying attention, because he was crouched next to Brennan, by the side of a corpse, holding a flashlight. "Female, early twenties. Dancer" the scientist broke the silence. "How'd you know she was a dancer?"
"Extensive wearing on the phalanges"
"Translate" Trinity requested, sharply. "Her toes are worn, which is usually the result of many years of dancing, probably ballet." Trinity looked amazed. "The facial bone structure is beautiful. I'm not sure it's the same cause of death" Brennan continued. "Whoa, why not?"
"I can't be certain until I've got these back to the lab, but I'm pretty sure her neck was snapped"
"Show me" Booth asked, shuffling closer so he had a clearer view of the remains. Trinity rolled her eyes. "See here" she pointed "two of the cervical vertebrae are detached. Looks like there are stab wounds to the legs" The female agent pulled a face "I don't see it" she said crouching on the other side of Brennan. "You can see the marks between the tibia and the fibula"
"That's got to hurt"
"The murderer would have to be strong, too. If she'd been dancing for long enough to damage her toes so badly, then her calves would be very well toned and therefore making it harder to stab her"
"There goes any plans I had of having lunch" Trinity said. She looked remarkably paler, which Booth didn't think was even possible, but Brennan had a knack of making people feel sick, when describing human remains. "So, what've we got next?" he asked, climbing through a small hole in the side of the boat. It stank of rotten wood and was flooded at one end, but there was no sign of a corpse. Trinity moved past him and pointed to the flooded part. "Somewhere in there" she directed them. "Anyone up for pond-dipping?" Booth said, clapping his hands and turning to the women, who both had their eyebrows raised and were staring at the muddy puddle in horror.
"Hey, need any help?" Angela asked James, who was sat up on the beam again, writing. "Last time I checked, it didn't take two people to write, but…"
"But…?"
"There is something I was wondering, though" he closed his book "How long have they been together?" Angela gave him her sweetest, confused look "Who?"
"Agent Booth and the Doc" he replied, as if he was stating the obvious. The artist could barely hold back her laughter, I'm going have some fun here she thought. "Oh we're not supposed to talk about that"
"Why not?"
"Do have any idea how much trouble they'd get in if anyone found out?" she said. Even she was amazed how good an actress she was and everything just seemed to come out. James nodded, in trouble? I couldn't tell anyone, it's not fair on the doctor he thought. His thoughts were interrupted, when the door of Angela's office opened. "Angela" Zack said, entering the room "Dr. Brennan told me to tell you, that her and Agent Booth are back with the bones"
"Isn't Trinity there?"
"Uh, I think so, but I was just passing on the message from Dr. Brennan" he replied. Angela stood and gave James an 'I told you so' smile.
"Hodgins can you get some samples of the particulates on our second victim?" Brennan asked, rushing round the main lab. "Sweetie? You called?" Angela said. "No actually I got Zack to give you a message, but do you could do a scenario for me? The body is over there, thanks" the scientist called, running to her office without waiting for an answer. She slipped off her lab coat and hung it up, before she sat down at her desk. Two minutes of peace and quiet she thought, lying her head down. She closed her eyes. "Bones!" Booth's voice rang in the silence of the Jeffersonian. So far for that idea. She lifted her head and opened her eyes. "Wake up sleepy head" he told her, as he knelt next to her. "What do you mean wake up? I wasn't asleep"
"You're a bad liar, you know that Bones?"
"What time is it?"
"5:30pm"
"But I only just sat down two minutes ago"
"Bones, you came in here three hours ago"
"Don't call me Bones" she yawned, leaning her head on the desk. "We identified one of the bodies" he said, standing up. "I'm awake" she groaned, her head shooting up at the news "Who was it?" He tossed her a file "Sophia Lawrence, 21. Student at the Wirral academy of Performing Arts" She moved over to grab her lab coat, but Booth blocked her path. "You're not working"
"Did you find out what happened to her?"
"Not yet"
"Then I am working" she informed him, reaching past him for her lab coat. She stepped towards the door, but Booth beat her to it. "Booth, I'm being serious. Move!"
"What would you do if I said no"
"I'd move you" she answered, pushing her arm gently into his chest so he stumbled back.