Okay, I really liked the reviews I got on the last chapter. I'm glad that you guys are enjoying this story. Now, I'm gonna redo the chapter from Booth's point of view. Enjoy!
Chapter Two: Prologue Two?
I worked my ass of for thirteen years to get where I was today. Not saying that I didn't work hard for the first fifteen years of my life. I did. But, after my parents disappeared, and my brother left me, when I was fifteen, and at Christmas, no less, I've worked my ass off to get out of the system and make it here. Not to a lecturing hall in the American University, but working at the Jeffersonian as a Forensic Anthropologist, where I identified the victims of homicide and reconnected them to their families. Now, you would probably ask me why. Why do I dedicate my life to dealing with dead people, or, better yet, their bones? I guess I did it for a sense of accomplishment or better yet, a sense that I'm giving all these people, these families, the kind of closure I didn't have the luxury of getting when I was younger. I was able to tell them exactly what happened to their loved ones, and why, just by looking at their bones. I know it sounds pretty sappy, but it's true. For, you see, I never found out what did happen to them. My parents, I mean.
Thirteen years and I still don't know what happened. Sad, isn't it? But, I figure that they have to be dead. My parents loved me. They wouldn't have just left me and Jared, my older brother. So they must be dead. Which, honestly, I'm quite okay with, since I spend most of my time with the dead, anyway. That's the thought that gives me closure. But, in a way, I still would like to know that that is what happened to them.
Anyway, where I am today is a lecture hall at the American University, lecturing about de-fleshing techniques;a very simple way, in my opinion, to find evidence to find cause of death in a corpse. The lecture was going quite well, for the students seemed to be listening intently, and taking studious notes. That's what I saw, anyway, when I looked out into the audience. My eyes scanned over all of them, not finding a single person who didn't seem to completely interested in my lecture, which wasn't unusual. I was a very confident speaker after all, if I do say so myself. That is, until I saw her. I don't know what happened, but the second my eyes locked with a women in the audience, I seemed to stumble, quite subtly, on my words, and I could swear my eyes must have widened, but I quickly hid it, looking away to one of my younger students, who was rapidly taking notes, obviously trying to catch up with what I was saying.
Seconds later, the bell rang, indicating that my lecture was over. It took barely ten seconds for all the students to pack up and rush out the door, to their next classes. But the woman that I locked eyes with just stayed, and smiled at me. I smiled back and she took this as invitation to speak.
"Hi, my name is Temperance Brennan," she said, flashing an FBI badge at me, "and I was just wondering how taking the flesh off the victim would help identifying them. I mean, isn't all the evidence in the flesh?"
I smiled politely at her. "Not exactly. If you look close enough, all the evidence is reflected in the bone."
She smiled again, looking deep into my eyes. Her smile was quite captivating, I must say, but I wasn't going to fall for it. There had been too many women that have fooled me with their smiles and their eyes, just to get what they wanted, and I wasn't about to fall for her-it again. And she made it easy, when she asked the most ludicrous question I've ever heard. "Do you believe in fate?"
It took all I had not to laugh in her face, because, honestly, I was attracted to her, and laughing in her face may have caused her to walk away right then and there, ruining any chance I may have had. So, instead, I smiled again, and shook my head. "Not at all. That's ludicrous."
Sorry it took so long to update, but I've been enjoying my summer soooo much! I know its only been a couple of days but it feels so good to be out of school. I'll update soon, though! I promise! Please REVIEW!