Hey, how's everyone? :) I'm so smiley, not even getting NO reviews can make me mad, but, um, no one reviewed? Loneliness :(
But yayy! Finally, maybe not the way everyone wanted it to be, but YEAH it's the way it should be now. Next season they will be in a full blown relationship, they kept out all the lovey-dovey stuff, but I'm pretty sure they might give us some next season, with a baby and over dead bodies :) Ahhhhhh, it's awesome.
Thanks for a favorite story by acullen21, it made me want to write. Except I couldn't. :( been very pissed off lately (I can't write when I'm mad or pissed off so…) a certain idiotic individual thought it was funny to throw a brick at the head of my very treasured baby class cow. So instead of writing lately, I've been worrying about Cooper the cow. I have to teach him to eat in my lunchtimes because the poor thing has brain damage :'(
Thanks for the reviews on last chapter though, big virtual hugs to Diko, jfbonesgirl, Jdragonfire29 and SouthunLady. Much appreciated :)
Chapter 9:
Booth entered the lab. He headed straight to Cam's office.
She had called him to say that there were some prints found on the body. Instead of using his phone, he hoped to run into Bones. He was worried that she hadn't seen him all day and he just wanted to know what she was up to. He still worried about her.
When he finally reached the office he poked his head in the door first.
"Hey Cam, anything stinking with disgust or can I come in?"
Cam chuckled, "Is that an insult?"
Booth shook his head jokingly, "You know I didn't mean it, and you know you job in here is a bit gross sometimes, it's okay. How are things going?"
It was then Booth looked around to find Angela, Hodgins and Fisher in the room. Booth was befuddled.
"What's going on…?" he immediately became cautious and a bit worried.
Angela looked distraught. Hodgins a bit mad. Fisher looked confused. Cam, who was next to him, was solemn.
Then Cam started to speak,
"I think we have found something… but I hope to god we are wrong."
Angela added,
"Some evidence has surfaced. We think it could mean something, but you say not to jump to conclusions."
"Well tell me! You gotta keep me in the loop, guys." Booth leant on the edge of the desk.
Hodgins started to reveal,
"Well, firstly, the same knife marks have been found on the body by Fisher and Cam as when Zack apparently killed that bastard lobbyist. Angela found a hair and fingerprints on the body, and they match one and only Dr. Zack Addy," he looked at the women, "I'm sorry guys, but it is true, although, it could be something like the Rampart Scandal in the 90's how there was as many as 70 corrupt cops from the C.R.A.S.H. department but only 58 were convicted of the offenses of unprovoked shootings and beatings, planting wrongful evidence, framing suspects, stealing and dealing narcotics, bank robbery, perjury, and they covered up all the evidence of what they did. If that is possible, someone could definitely be framing Zack. Someone could be framing criminals to cover their ass."
Everyone's shock grew on their faces as Hodgins stated what could be true. No one had any idea what was going on.
"Well, where do we start?" Angela wondered.
No one spoke. But after a bit of thought they all voiced their ideas, one by one.
Cam thought they should keep looking for evidence; see if anything would surface that could help them.
Hodgins felt like they should explore all options, wondering if they could cross the Jameson case with any other unsolved ones. He also suggested they put Zack under protection after he was obviously going to be questioned.
Fisher thought he should do whatever everyone else wanted, since there was nothing he desired because he wasn't in a good mood that day.
Angela thought they shouldn't tell Zack that they found his fingerprints on a body, if the murder was his fault and he put the prints there himself or not, it might scare him and cause him stress. She suggested they keep track of everything that they find that would be consistent with Zack but other than that they should treat it like a normal case.
Booth knew what he wanted to do, inform his partner. Where was she? Booth remembered it was the secondary reason for his visit to the lab, which left him wondering where Bones was. When he asked, Cam looked at Angela.
"Last time I saw Doctor Brennan, she was heading to Angela's office." Then Booth saw an odd expression fleetingly show on Cam's face. "To… get help with the case. I'm not sure what though. What did you two talk about Angela?"
Angela lowered her head, realizing that she wasn't supposed to know about the real subject of her and her best friend's conversation/argument, and she was meant to be oblivious to the fact that Brennan and Booth had their own argument. But she was stumped. All creative excuses had vacated her mind.
"Well, we had a bit of an argument. It got out of hand. She left after and I haven't seen her at the lab since…" she glanced at her watch, "about an hour ago. I thought she went to her office." Angela was a bit hesitant. If Booth caught on and questioned the cause to the argument then she wasn't sure what she should say. She stared at what she could see left of her feet.
Everyone had mixed expressions of shock, dismay and worry etched on their faces. Hodgins spoke next,
"Hey, I'm sure that she is in her office. She wouldn't run off or do anything rash, it's not rational"
"No, she's not in her office. I tried to find her earlier, but I thought she could just have skipped off elsewhere on an errand."
"What were you arguing about?" Booth asked Angela, and she was shocked and didn't want to answer. She wasn't supposed to know.
"She thinks she can't trust me." Angela near whispered. She received looks to continue, and looks of sympathy.
"I… well, um, she… she told me about something important to her. It was a secret, and I…I told Hodgins. I didn't mean to… I just blurted it out by mistake. It was stupid and silly and I shouldn't have interfered. I'm sorry Booth."
Booth, feeling sorry for Angela who was distraught with worry and confusion, put his hands on her shoulders supportively.
"Ange, it's okay. Why are you apologizing to me?"
"It… It was your secret. Yours and Brennan's. I'm sorry." Angela still speaking barely above a whisper.
"What do you mean?"
"She told me everything about what happened the other night. How you saved her life… she didn't want regrets… and you chose Hannah." Booth was a bit disturbed that she was saying that in front of everyone. But Ange explained,
"It's okay. They know. They all know. Because I opened my stupid mouth."
"No, Ange. You did nothing wrong. I know now, I was the stupid one. I may have chosen Hannah back then, but I'm not choosing her now. She is out of my life."
Angela looked shocked at the latter of his explanation, and a little thrilled. But she couldn't help the sob that escaped her due to the stress mixed with pregnancy hormones.
"Hey, nothing about you is stupid." Hodgins said to Angela as he pulled her into his arms.
Booth waited for the phone to ring. When it did, it rang twice. Then the tone after someone has hung up. So she was there, she was okay, but she wasn't answering her phone. He thought where she would be if she had left the lab in a mess, and she wanted to go someplace safe. Usually, Bones was no typical girl. But he knew that times when she was down, like really down, she would act like a typical girl, it was wired into her brain. She had gone home.
"I know where she is." Booth announced. Straight away he was up and out of the office, on his way to reach Bones.
After a frustrating drive with too much traffic and persistent signs instructing him to stop, he had reached her apartment. He bounced up the stairs, too impatient to wait for the elevator. When he finally reached her floor, he lightly jogged down the corridor, finally reaching her door.
He knocked, twice. No answer.
He knew she was in there; it was his gut feeling, and a very strong one. His instincts were telling him to break down the door, but his brain told him not to frighten his partner.
He remembered the way to get in; it was quite a while ago that he taught her a little lesson on security.
"How am I going to get in now, Booth?" Bones asked, distressed at the fact that her apartment door would not let her home.
Booth chuckled,
"Well it's not my fault that someone forgot to take their keys with them out to dinner. Should I have reminded you?"
"Ugh! Are you saying it's my fault? Because, anthropologically, the blame should lay with you. You were early picking me up for drinks, in which case I was not prepared, and with you alpha male traits you should have been paying attention to any mistakes I made or things I forgot. This does not follow the characteristics!" Brennan cried.
Booth had an idea. Ha fished the pocket knife from his rear pocket, and chose a nice spot of the carpet up against the wall and right next to the door. Looking around he quickly stabbed the floor, causing a tear in the lining of the carpet about 4 inches long. Bones gasped and Booth smirked. He then swapped his knife for his ring of keys, removed the one that was for Bones' door (she didn't know that he had gotten his own key cut in case of emergencies) and demonstrated simply slipping the key under the rip in the carpet. Then he stood up.
"See, Bones? You can keep my spare here, and if I interrupt you time to prepare for drinks again, you will never be locked out." Booth gave his partner a smart-arse smirk and used the hidden key to open the door.
Bones couldn't help but giggle at what her partner had done for her.
"How did you get a key to my apartment?" Curiosity.
"Well, there are just some things that it is not necessary for you to know."
"I do not concur. Goodnight, Booth." She reluctantly bid him farewell.
"Goodnight Bones."
Booth chuckled at the memory, times had changed. He opened the door with that same key that nobody else knew where to find. A little bit nervous but every bit determined, he entered Bones' apartment.
Really hope you liked it, would love to know your thoughts.
(It would be great if you guys could maybe say a prayer for Cooper the cow?, he's gorgeous)
-rach :) Xoxoxo