-1Brotherly Love?
By wired2damoon
Chapter 3: We Have An ID
A/N: Sorry for such a long wait for the update! As I've said before I've exams going on until February so things have been hectic for me! Lol! Anyway hope this satisfies your Bones desires (I can't believe it won't be back until APRIL) and I do the show and its characters justice!
Disclaimer: Hey…if it was really mine, Booth and Bren would so be at it like rabbits by now! And seen as they're not (sob) it obviously means that none of the Bones material belongs to me! God, that's so hard to say, but sadly true! It all belongs to FOX and the show's creator, Hart Hanson (genius!! Along with Kathy Reichs of course!!)
"Victim's male, mid-twenties to early thirties".
"Time of death?"
"Judging by the rate of decomp I'd say…forty-eight hours but Cam or Hodgins would be able to confirm that accurately."
"Cause of death?"
Blunt-force trauma to the back of the skull. I can't tell for sure in such dim lighting but I highly suggest cerebrum haematoma-bleeding in the brain", Brennan replied, taking the precautionary measures to make sure Booth understood her. Yes, she had grown considerate towards him over the years.
At present, Dr. Temperance Brennan and her partner Special Agent Seeley Booth were standing (well more like hunching) in the middle of a dark, dank parking lot, beside a battered, old dumpster were a decomposing body was discovered by an old man working at the gas station across the street.
Booth still never got used to the fowl stench of rotting flesh at crime-scenes but merely learned to deal with it with a grim face.
"Alright I want all this bagged and shipped straight to the Jeffersonian", Brennan demanded, addressing the large team of forensics people racing about them.
"Well c'mon then Bones", Booth muttered as he finished writing his notes and looked up to find his partner staring him straight in the eye.
"What?" he asked inquisitively. He never knew why but only the stare of his partner seemed to unnerve him, well, her's and Cullen's that is.
"Aren't you going to go tell your brother?" she asked, making it sound more like an order as she placed her hands on her hips and took a large step towards him accusatory.
"Well yeah, I mean that's what phones are for right?" he mumbled, wiggling his cell phone in her face as her icy stare still penetrated him.
"A phone? You're going to update your brother by phone?" Brennan replied, her tone completely bewildered, reminding Booth of a child when they were uncertain of something.
"Well its not like we have an ID yet Bones…when-if we find out that its Johnson then I'll go see him in person", Booth reassured her.
Brennan looked slightly bemused by his response but nodded all the same.
"C'mon Bones…I'll drive ya home…" Booth continued, although this time his gaze failed to meet her's.
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"So do you think its Mike?" Jared asked his brother worriedly.
Booth sighed and ran his hand over his face tiredly. He had just arrived back after his apartment after spending three hours at the crime scene, an hour at the lab and nearly forty-five minutes trying to convince his workaholic partner to go home to bed. It had been a long night to say the least.
"Its almost impossible to tell without the squints. They'll probably have an ID by tomorrow. They have this amazing artist, that can ID anything just by running the reconstructed skull through this machine called the Angelator", Booth informed his brother reassuringly in what he hoped was a soothing tone.
"Wait…reconstructed skull? You mean…the skull is smashed in?" Jared asked, the worry and panic evident in his tone now.
"Look Jared man try not to think about it alright? This guy might not even be Johnson, we don't know for sure yet…" Seeley mumbled, his tiredness over-powering him but his determination to set his brother's mind at ease won out.
"Hey thanks man. I know you're doing all you can. I just…I just wanna know what happened to him ya know?" Jared muttered, his voice breaking slightly which didn't go unnoticed by his younger brother.
"Yeah, yeah I know. I promise I'll help ya find out what happened ok bro? But right now what we both need is some sleep. Why don't you meet me at the Jeffersonian tomorrow and we can talk for a bit, see if we have an ID?" Booth asked, completely forgetting his oath of not letting Jared getting involved. He just felt so sorry for the guy, he knew what it was like to feel helpless.
"Yeah thanks Seeley. It'll feel good to help out. Listen I'm gonna go get some sleep, I'll talk to ya bright and early ok?" Jared replied, his voice now laced with a small amount of hope.
"Ya sure, night bro", Seeley responded before closing his phone with a snap.
He sighed and leaned back on his couch, covering his face with his hands.
This was going to be a long and difficult case, this much he knew…
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"So what's he like?"
"Who?"
"Booth's brother! Aww c'mon sweetie don't hold out on me! Tell me, is he I-want-to-smother-you-in chocolate-and-lick-you-till-you're-dry-hot?"
"Angela!"
"What? Oh c'mon Bren, you know that's how I describe Booth so why can't his brother be the same?" asked Angela, a not-so-innocent grin gracing her beautiful face.
"Yeah but do you have to be so descriptive?" Brennan asked, trying to keep the look of disgust off her face.
"What can I say, it's a curse! Oh god you know if I wasn't so crazy in love with my Bug Man I'd so tap that", groaned Angela, rolling her eyes and biting her lip.
"Tap what?" asked Brennan, completely oblivious (as usual) to Angela's meaning.
"Oh sweetie really! But I wonder if his older brother is as 'jump-worthy'?" the artist pondered, tapping her chin with his pencil as she sat on Brennan's desk and crossing her long, slender legs in thought.
'Jump-worthy? Ok, now Brennan had no clue what she was on about…'
"Ok you've completely lost me now. Alright I'll describe him to you…" Brennan sighed in defeat.
Angela's face light up like a kid's in a toy store, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Well, he's actually the complete opposite of Booth now that I think of it. I mean I didn't really get a change to fully examine him but from what I could tell he has bright blue eyes, sandy brown hair, about five-foot-eleven with a tanned complexion", Brennan recited expertly by memory, Jared's face floating on front of her eyes.
"Exactly how long did you 'examine' him for?" Angela asked, a laugh escaping her lips at Brennan's unfortunate choice of words.
"Ange! You know that's not what I meant!" Brennan scolded her friend for her frequent dirty-mindedness.
"Oh Bren, I knew exactly what you meant", Angela giggled, winking at her.
Brennan never got to form a response however, as she suddenly heard a knock from her doorway.
"Good morning Dr. Brennan, I was just wondering if Seeley was about?"
Brennan and Angela exchanged glances as the artist's mouth dropped open in shock.
So this was Jared Booth.
Nice. Very nice indeed…
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"So the artist seems nice", Jared commented, remembering his interaction with the beautiful Angela as Seeley slipped his key-card through the slot and walked up the stairs and onto the platform.
"Who Angela? Yeah she's great, a little forward sometimes, but great", Booth replied as he walked over to Cam.
"Hey Booth…Jared! What are you doing here?" Cam smiled as she looked up from the computer she and Hodgins were sitting at.
"Hey Cam! Ah I'm just visiting! How've ya been? How's that hot sister of yours?" Jared asked, knowing exactly how to push the pathologists buttons,
"Oh she's as irritating as ever! How're you? Still with that sexy waitress, what was her name? Candy?" Cam smirked folding her arms gently.
"Cindy. Nah, we broke up a while ago, things got a little messy when her biker ex-boyfriend came knocking on my door", Jared laughed heartily.
Booth rolled his eyes and was about to comment when he saw his partner now enter the platform and stride over to them.
"Hey Bones, got an ID yet?"
"No, not yet, Angela's running the facial reconstruction through the Angelator now", Brennan replied, watching with interest at Jared and Cam's interaction.
"Good morning Dr. Brennan", Jared interjected politely, extending his hand for her to shake.
Brennan shook it lightly and smiled up at him, his bright blue orbs shinning in the light, almost glowing room.
This occurrence did not go unnoticed. In fact two people watched intently, Seeley and Cam, although she was more interested in Booth's reaction if she were completely honest with herself.
Time seemed to stand still as their hands connected and their eyes locked. Booth couldn't take another second merely watching the two.
He coughed loudly and practically shouted, "oh hey here's Angela!"
Angela approached them, a confused frown on her face.
"Well thanks for the warm introduction Booth…uh, I have an ID…but I don't think you're gonna like it", she mumbled, her frown deepening.
"Is it Mike?" Jared asked frantically, breaking his connection with Brennan and striding towards Angela.
The artist sighed deeply before drawing a deep breath.
"No…it's his younger brother…"
The room lapsed into complete silence…
A/N: DUN DUN DUN! Well what did ya think? Let me know by reviewing if ya want!! Thankies to all my reviewers so far, you are amazing!! -wired2damoon-