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When they got to the lab, the reason they were called there became clear. Brennan's office had been ransacked during the lunch hour. "What happened?"
"I don't know. I came back from lunch five minutes ago, passed by your office and it was like this. I called Brennan as soon as I got to my office."
"Oh my…" a voice said, "Sweetie, what happened?"
"I have no idea, Angela. It doesn't make sense. We already solved the last case and we don't have any new cases yet, so it's not a murderer. And my latest book came out two months ago, so I doubt it's related to that."
"If I may…"
"What Sweets?"
"Well, someone could be jealous."
"Jealous of what, Sweets?" asked Booth defensively.
"No need to be defensive, Agent Booth," replied Sweets, "unless there's a reason?"
"I'm not being defensive, Sweets."
"Yeah, man, you are." At this point, even Clark was gathered around the office. "Why are you being defensive?"
"I am not being defensive!"
"What are you hiding, Booth?" Sweets muttered to himself. "Yes, you are," he said out loud. "Booth, could I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yeah, fine. Not being defensive!" He insisted to the group. Once they got to the balcony, Brennan said, "Seeley, you're the one that said we should keep us secret, especially from Sweets. I think your being so defensive has him suspicious."
"I…he…he said…"
"I know what he said, but he was guessing." Suddenly, Booth kissed her. Being the only one in the group to have a clear view of the balcony, Angela was the only one to see them kiss and figured that if they wanted to talk, they would, but that didn't mean that they wouldn't let something slip accidentally. The rest of the group was arguing about whether or not Booth was being defensive. As Booth and Brennan rejoined the group, Sweets got an idea. He would focus on relationships next time the three of them met. "Hey, Sweets, I wasn't defensive."
"Yes, you were, Booth."
"Fine, maybe I was." At this, everyone, even Brennan, was surprised. "I don't think anything else could shock me today, what about you, Clark?"
"Nope, Hodgins. Nothing." Sweets left to get to his next appointment. "Oh, I wouldn't be so sure, Hodgins, some things might." This earned a light hit with the newspaper Brennan was holding. "What?" The glare said shut up, but she said nothing. "What was that Booth?"
"Nothing, I didn't say anything."
"Sure, because we didn't just all see Brennan hit you with a newspaper."
"I said there may be a few things left that would shock you. Happy?"
"Very."
"Alright, we'll be right there. Booth, Brennan, Hodgeson, with me."
"What, a new case? Now?"
"Told you."
"Shut up you two. A body was found in a garage."
"Who found the body?"
"The owner of the house."
"Got it." They continued walking to the door.
They smelled the body before they saw it. It smelled like week old garbage mixed with rotting food. As they walked into the garage, holding their breaths because of the stink, the body came into their view. "Dr. Brennan, see what you can determine here."