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Down stairs, Charlie looked up. "What is taking them so long?"

Angela looked over at him and rolled her eyes at his stupidity.

"Bren just yelled at her boyfriend's boss. She offered to end something that is one of the most important things to her for something that IS the most important thing to her. She used to be completely empirical and sometimes has problems dealing when emotions start flying around. Booth is helping her deal so sit down have a donut and another cup of coffee. They will be down when they are good and ready," she explained.

Cullen looked up in surprise at the woman's frank assessment of the situation.

"You guys really are like a family, aren't you? I laughed when after working with you for two years Booth described you as such. But I see for myself that this is a fact. I have never in my entire career seen an entire forensic team back an agent like that and without blinking or thinking twice," Cullen said taking a bite of his donut.

The agents spread all around the room looked on in curiosity at the Deputy Directors take on the situation. Cullen looked around at the agents sitting around. He told them in a serious tone. "You should watch this team closely learn from them and how they interact. This conference is about building better crime solving teams. This team is the best; if you're lucky, your teams will come close to this from what you learn here. Now if you will excuse me, my wife and I have a flight to catch back to D.C."

Nodding to the agents, he left. A few moments later Booth and Brennan came down.
When they reached the table Perotta looked at them and asked with a laugh, "What the hell did you do Booth that had the Deputy Director in your hotel room at 8 am?"

"I did nothing, Hacker is what happened that brought Cullen here," Booth said shortly.

She nodded immediately knowing. The other agents looked at her looking for an answer. Angela saw them looking at her.

"So that Agent Perotta won't get in trouble for bad mouthing her boss I will say what needs to be said. Hacker is a self righteous asshole who decided to threaten to break up our team for personal vengeance since Bren went out on one date with him and decided not to do so again."

"That about covers it thank you Angela. Anyway back to the meeting," Brennan said.

"By tomorrow we will have a summary of important facts ready for you to read about the Los Zetas investigations from across the state. Today I am doing a forensic analysis of the bullets with the forensic teams. I expect your teams to be there. I will also have a report of the evidence for you tomorrow morning," Brennan, told them. Booth shrugged and laughed at the agents wishful glances.

"I let her do as much of the paperwork as possible. I don't expect you to try the same with your squints at first you have to establish with them that you are going to pull your weight," Booth said with a smile.
Brennan rolled her eyes and punched him in the arm.

"We'll leave it at that for now," Booth said. The agents shuffled out of the room. Angela walked over to Brennan and hugged her.

She spoke in a low tone to her, "Sweetie I am so proud of you. I know that was hard. If you need me you know how to reach me okay."

"Thanks Ange." Brennan replied as she hugged her back.

Turning to the rest of them, she smiled. "Thank you for having my back," she said softly.

"Dr. Brennan we have your back just as you would have ours," Cam told her.

"Now let's go bore some squints and agents," Booth said clapping his hands.

Laughing they all went downstairs. Booth, Brennan, Cam, Sweets climbed into the Sequoia. Hodgins and Angela got in their car. Heading to the conference center they all discussed what their lectures were going to be on that day. All of the lectures were relevant to the case but pertinent to learning as well. Booth was thinking that he really wished it could just get solved taking shots at his team did not make him happy. They arrived and went to their lectures.

"Now as you should already know this is the bullet striation. These are the castings we took yesterday," Brennan flashed up on the screen an image of the casting that she had taken. "Now each gun as you know has its own particular striation it leaves on the bullet when it leaves the barrel. These are as personalized as.."

"Finger prints," a voiced called out from the lecture hall.

Glancing back towards the door Brennan's eyes narrowed. "Michael what do you want? This conference is for FBI agents and forensic technicians and you are neither," her voice cold and flat, her face set in stone.

"Now there is the Temperance I know," he needled.

"Go to Hell Michael and leave or I will have you escorted out," she said in a low tone. The technicians snickered at him.

"Assistant Deputy Director Hacker invited me to guest lecture with you," he said with a smile. Brennan let out a deep sigh.

"Fine Michael whatever. Everyone this Dr. Michael Stires he was my forensics professor at North Western. As Michael said, they are as individual as fingerprints. Now using this image you cross reference the FBI database, using your cross referencing program on the server." Using her computer, she showed on the overhead how to cross-reference the striation images.

"This particular gun was stolen from the Houston evidence storage facility in December of 2009 that investigation is still open. So now you have the weapo-" She sighed as the door opened and glared at it. Booth held his hands up in defensive gesture.

"Bones we have bodies, lots of bodies. We'll need all the techs, Hodgins and Cam for this one," he said solemnly. Her eyes clouded over and she nodded.

Looking at the techs, she said. "Get your forensic bags and go to the crime scene with your agent. Booth make sure there are enough overalls on those trucks please. Michael stay here or go to lunch whatever but you are not allowed to go with us." She packed up her computer, put it in her bag and swung the bag up on her shoulder.

Michael went to follow her, she stopped abruptly and he ran into the back of her. Turning around she glared at him and he shrugged.

Walking up to Booth, she said "You get Cam, I'll get Hodgins and swing by and pick up Angela's camera."

Booth nodded and they split up. Meeting back in the lobby five minutes later, they went to the Sequoia. On the way to the scene, Booth asked. "What is he doing here?"

"Hacker apparently asked him to co-lecture with me. You know I wouldn't have invited him and if I was even thinking about it I would have talked to you first," she said in the cool calm tone that told him she was upset. Booth growled about Michael being there.

"I understand completely. I do not want him here either and I am the one he will be working with."

"Who are we talking about?" Cam asked and Hodgins looked on in interest.

"Dr. Michael Stires," Hodgins winced when she said his name. Cam was about to ask and Hodgins shook his head no. She took the hint and left it at that. Arriving at the scene they saw the forensic van was already there and the technicians having arrived before them. Cam, Hodgins and Brennan got out of the SUV, went to the forensic van, pulled out overalls, and slid into them.

Hodgins and Cam began pulling on their overalls as well. The techs had been instructed not to touch anything until they got there.

Brennan walked around from behind the van and hollered, "All technicians grab a set of overalls from the van and put them on. The technicians with camera's come over here now! Everyone else stays put and DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING. I do not want contaminated evidence."

The techs with cameras put on their overalls and gravitated her way while the other techs were putting on their overalls.

"Split into thirds," they did as she asked, "this group go with Dr. Hodgins, that group go with Dr. Saroyan and this group here comes with me. We are going to review proper picturing techniques."

They headed in the opposite direction from the other two groups. While walking she saw Michael trying to intermingle with the agents. Turning around she told the techs to wait. Walking towards Booth who was fielding questions to reporters while waiting for her to start, she put her fingers in the corner of her mouth and whistled. Booth jerked around and she gestured him towards her.

She noticed the reporter to whom he was speaking was one Hannah Burley. She raised her eyebrow at him and when he got close, she narrowed her eyes.

"What did you need Bones?"

"To start with I need you to not flirt with Hannah Burley. She wants you," she mumbled irritably. He leaned forward making it looked like they were talking.

"Yeah but you have me so what she wants doesn't matter," he told her in a serious tone and she grinned.

"Look over my left shoulder. And please do something, I don't like flinchers," she said in a low tone. He looked confused at the statement but shrugged. Looking up he saw to whom she was referring, he walked over to the group of agents and grabbed Michael's arm.

"Michael Stires you are under arrest for crossing a federal police line without authorization. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?"

"Yes but I am the best forensic anthropologist in the country I can help you," he said belligerently.

"Actually Stires the best is over there teaching techs to take better photos of a crime scene. She's the leading forensic anthropologist in the world and she works at the best forensics lab in the world. You work at a University Lab. Now someone haul his ass down town," Booth yelled and pushed him away. Booth went back to the reporters.

Thirty minutes later the photos were done and everyone was in overalls and headed back into the warehouse. Booth followed her in and hovered just a little behind her as she went through the bodies with Cam discussing the obvious markings. She, Cam and Hodgins showed the techs what needed to be gathered, and where to gather. The agents were hovering just behind their techs mimicking Booth's actions.

Once the evidence was gathered, she called out to the technicians. They grouped around her, Cam and Hodgins. Booth was explaining how he worked the scenes for her while she was either not there yet or when she was done with the body.

"Okay techs here is what is going to happen. Your lower level technicians are to transport the bodies wearing gloves and they are to be careful while doing so. We will break for dinner. We will meet back at the lab in an hour and a half. It will be a long night. So drink your coffee and be back in an hour and a half. Booth the agents need to be at the lab with their techs. Hodgins can you please collect all those cameras?"

"Yes ma'am," Booth said in a teasing tone.

"No problem Dr. B," Hodgins told her.

"That's doctor to you Agent Booth," She teased.

"That's Special Agent in Charge to you Dr. Brennan," he shot back.

A/N: Sorry about the choppiness of the chapter. It's a necessary scene and cutting it any other way would have made the rest of the story read wierd.

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