TITLE: Bones – The Heart Knows What The Heart Wants.
AUTHOR: D M Harper
SUMMARY: How does Doctor Temperance Brennan cope with Agent Booth's absence?
RATING: M Contains sexual content between two female characters. (Be Warned)
DISCLAIMER: This story is written for entertainment only and no profit is obtained. No copyright infringement is indented to 20th Century Fox Television or creators Hart Hanson and Kathy Reichs. All original characters remain my property.
Chapter 4
It was 1505 hours when Alex knocked on McDowell's apartment door. The Agent was flanked by uniformed officers and Temperance. Within seconds a scruffy beaded McDowell opened the door.
"Yeah, what do you want?"
Holding up a badge, Tanner said, "Chase McDowell, my name is Tanner and I am an Agent with the FBI. This is my partner Doctor Brennan. Can we have a few minutes to ask you a couple of questions in regard to the disappearance of Carla Webster back in 2005?"
McDowell's eyes grew wide and he lashed out at Tanner with his fists. In a flurry of flying arms movements, the Agent blocked the blows and had the suspect face down in the hallway within seconds.
"Chase McDowell, you are under arrest for the attempted assault of a Federal Agent. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be provided for you. Do you understand these rights as they have been explained to you?"
"Yeah I do."
Alex put a knee firmly in the middle of McDowell's lower back and cuffed him. The Agent called for the Virginia Police Officers to take him downstairs. Three minutes later McDowell was escorted to FBI Headquarters for interview.
Tanner looked towards Temperance and donned a pair of gloves before entering the small and unkempt apartment, "It was considerate of McDowell to give us probable cause to search his apartment."
Temperance didn't respond immediately, she was concentrating on quelling the arousal ignited by Tanner's physical prowess when dealing with the suspect.
"You okay Brennan?" inquired the Agent, concerned the doctor had been taken aback by McDowell's sudden attack. Tanner mumbled, "This is why civilians shouldn't be allowed to hang around."
"Yes thank you, I am perfectly fine." Pulling on a set of gloves, she stepped into the living room. "I am also more than capable of defending myself if required. I am proficient in several forms of martial arts and am a registered gun owner."
Tanner moved directly to the bookcase and paid no heed to the Anthropologist's comment, "Hey Doc, that rock you mentioned that could have been used as the murder weapon, could it look a little like this?" She pointed to the top shelf and smirked, "Looks sedimentary to me, but then again, I'm no expert."
Temperance looked at the sharp edged boulder, "It will need to be tested for comparison, but it looks like a match and is definitely a surface rock."
Removing an evidence bag from the inside pocket of her jacket, Alex gathered up the rock, "Criminals sure aren't rocket scientists these days."
"I doubt someone of superior intelligence would resort to rape and murder."
"It was a joke Brennan," snapped the Agent while continuing to process the room.
A phone call saw the arrival of the Evidence Retrieval Team ten minutes later and Tanner handed Temperance the rock as well as the keys to the Chevrolet.
"Drive back to the Jeffersonian and do what you do best. I'll hang here and lend a hand."
Temperance tilted her head to the side with a questioning look, "Booth never lets me drive."
"Yeah, well here's a newsflash, I'm not the all almighty Booth," retorted Tanner angrily before disappearing into the bedroom.
Alex returned to the Institute a little after five and was informed by Temperance that the rock collected from McDowell's apartment was a positive match to the indentations on Carla Webster's skull. Hair and blood samples taken from the hair band dropped off by an ERT officer matched Carla's DNA and left no doubt as to McDowell's guilt.
Temperance handed Tanner several sheets of result printouts and asked, "How did the interview go?"
"The prick lawyered up. He'll be held overnight and interviewed by Assistant State Attorney Harper at ten tomorrow."
"We can present the evidence then," suggested Temperance.
"Thanks to your team's excellent work, I believe we are done for the day."
With a slight smile, Temperance enquired, "Would you like to finish that tour now?"
"I would."
As Temperance opened the door to the lower level storage facility, she said, "This is where the larger evidence pieces are kept, along with artefacts for the museum. It's also known as the "make out" room."
Tanner giggled then stepped inside and gasped in awe, "Wow! This is really impressive."
"So was your take down of McDowell," countered Temperance in a slightly huskier tone.
"That is what I am trained for, unlike you."
"You were worried about me being hurt, weren't you?"
"You are a civilian Temperance and if you are hurt while out in the field with me, it's a truck load of paperwork."
With a sly smile, Temperance reached out and pushed a stray strand of hair off Alex's forehead. Leaning in, she kissed the Agent tenderly.
Tanner pulled back in resistance, "I can't do this Doctor. I'm sorry, I can't explain." With powerful strides, the blonde raced up the stairs and never looked back.
Onto the next chapter!