Chapter 9:
Brennan headed into her office and started doing some paper work on the case. A few minutes after she had settled down, Booth walked in.
"Hey Booth" she welcomed him in.
"Hi" he replied with a smile.
"You never told me how the meeting with the parents went" she said.
"Well… not really what I expected" he confessed. "They were kind of… weird"
"How so?"
"Well… when I told them that their son was dead… they told me that they weren't surprised" he replied, as his eyebrows arched towards his hairline.
Brennan looked confused.
"Apparently, our victim was, and I quote "a free spirit, who left home at the age of 16 to soar through the world and experience its thrill"..." he paused, cleared his throat and continued once again, "I mean talk about poetic… but then again, even his parents were a little out of it. His parents are Zen masters- no wonder the kid wanted to run for it. They literally had me doing yoga in my seat!" he exclaimed in sarcasm.
Brennan glared at Booth's insensitivity. "Booth! That's quite assumption. He may have had bigger dreams than his parents."
"Look, all I'm saying Bones is that in my entire professional career, I've never seen the parents not cry for their kid… these two… they were like statues, they didn't even shed a single tear…" he argued.
Before Brennan got a chance to rebuttal, Hodgins walked, with the 'king of the lab' expression painted on his face.
"Dr. Brennan, I found the castor beans."
Brennan hopped out of her seat and followed Hodgins out the door. Booth hesitantly got up, and followed the train.
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