A/N: Sorry it's been a few days, guys. I've had a cold and been working on a paper, along with the holiday craziness. But, I am back now. With a pretty short one. I'm sorry, don't get mad, I just don't have the brainpower to come up with a long one. Well, here's the chapter. Enjoy!

A/N2: Okay, just to make the story flow (I realized that no case was described in the 100th Episode) I am going to say that they had just gotten a case before they went to see Sweets, but both were able to leave because there were no leads yet and the body was too "fleshy" for Brennan to be able to work her magic. Then the next day, after they spent the night together, Brennan was able to start her examination and the case progressed. Sorry for the long second note, I just wanted to make sure no one got confused.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones.

Booth's phone rang as the couple emerged from the alley.

"Booth." He said, answering the call. "Mhmm…yes, sir…okay…yes, she's with me…okay…we'll be there as soon as we can."

Booth shut the phone and turned to his partner. "Apparently, someone witnessed something related to the murder and we need to get to the Hoover to find out what they know."

"Okay, I'll call Cam and tell her not to expect me back to the lab for a while." Brennan pulled out her phone, dialed the number, and pressed it to her ear. "Dr. Saroyan, I was calling to inform you that I won't be back into the lab for some time. There is someone who needs to be questioned at the Hoover and I am accompanying Booth. Tell Wendell to continue with the examination of the bones and to call me if he finds anything…okay, thank you Dr. Saroyan."

The two walked back to the Jeffersonian where Booth's SUV was parked. They climb in and make the short drive over to the Hoover building. They walk into the room where the witness was being held in nothing but a professional manner. The witness was a young woman, about 25 years old with long blond hair. She was dressed in a jean skirt and a blue blouse.

"Are you Ms. Nalick?" Booth asked, closing the door behind his partner.

"Yes." the young woman responded.

"We are here to ask you about what you saw. Can you tell me what you saw?" Booth asked, sitting down at the table next to Brennan.

"Well, I was walking down 4th Avenue and as I passed an alleyway I heard a struggle. I peeked into the alley and saw a man and a woman fighting. The man had the woman's arm twisted around behind her back and she was crying, telling him to stop. After that I was frightened and I continued to walk. But when I heard that a woman was found dead in that alley, I knew that I needed to tell someone what I saw."

Brennan leaned over to whisper in Booth's ear. "The twisting of the arm is consistent with the damage to the left ulna."

Booth straightened and turned to the witness. "When did this incident occur?"

"Umm…it was about a week ago…Tuesday! The 14th."

Brennan whispered in Booth's ear again. "Hodgins and Cam both calculated time of death to be approximately 5-8 days ago. It fits that she was a witness to the struggle before the murder."

"Thank you, Ms. Nalick. Your information has been invaluable. One final question, did you get a glimpse of the man's face?"

"It was dark, but I saw his face once."

"Do you think you could describe him to someone?"

"Yes, I think I could describe him."

"Great!"

Brennan turned to her partner. "Should I call Angela?"

"Please, Bones?"

"Of course. I will be right back. Thank you, Ms. Nalick."

Brennan left the room and called her best friend and their team's forensic artist.

"Hey, Sweetie! I heard you and Booth decided to take a long lunch. How was it?" Angela said in a suggestive tone.

"Angela! What I told Cam was true, there is a witness to the events leading up to the murder at the Hoover. Booth and I questioned her. And, she can describe the face of the victim's attacker. Do you think you could come down here and help her come up with a face?"

"Of course, Sweetie. I'll be there as soon as possible."

"Thanks, Ange."