Total Drama Lab Chapter Thirteen: "The return and the ticket"
The gang are in court trying to convict a woman of killing her husband. Caroline and the opposing lawyer are awaiting the judge's order.
"Closing arguments, please." The judge says.
"Your honor, the accusing have only been able to determine my client had means and motive, but they yet to determine my client actually killed her husband. They were married, so of course her DNA would be present on his body. Look, with nothing placing her at the murder scene, it's a done deal." The opposing lawyer says and sits down.
"Ms. Julian, your turn."
"With pleasure." She stands and faces the jury. "Now, my opponent over there may have you convinced that we couldn't place the defendant at the crime scene, but while he was giving his touching speech, I got word that we have said evidence. Time to call in the closer." Caroline whistles and Hodgins and Harold walk in and take the stand. "Now, dirt nerds. Is there any clear evidence linking the defendant to the murder scene?"
"Dirt nerds is offensive. The actual term is entomology." Harold says. Caroline gives him a glare.
"Yes, we did find evidence. The victim's wife works at a post office and she seals the envelopes. The residue on the seal of an envelope was found on the murder weapon used to kill the victim. We also found traces of skin on the weapon that stuck in the residue and the DNA matches the victim's wife's DNA." Hodgins says.
"That's it, your honor." Caroline says and sits down.
Later, at Founding Fathers…
The gang, except Angela, are all at a table celebrating the victory in court.
"Let's give it up to the dirt nerds. Who knew dirt would ever help solve a case." Caroline says. Everyone laughs except Harold.
"Again, dirt nerds is not the appropriate-"
"Dude, just relax. It's only a joke." Hodgins assures him.
"Well, I have to go home early. Spending the day with Parker tomorrow." Booth kisses Bones and leaves.
Bones sips her drink.
"Brennan, does he know you're leaving yet?" Cam asks.
Caroline spits out her drink. "You're leaving?"
"Yes, I am leaving, and no, I haven't told Booth yet." Bones says.
"You're leaving in a month Brennan, shouldn't you tell him soon?" Hodgins asks.
"Look, Booth and I have only been dating for a few months. He does not need to know everything about my life. I didn't know he was going to see Parker tomorrow."
"You're comparing a day to a year?" Sweets asks. "Dr. Brennan, may I give you some advice?"
"No, my mind is made up." She takes another sip. The others give up and sip theirs, too.
The next day, at the park…
Parker is swinging and Booth is watching from the edge of the park. A soldier sits next to Booth.
"To what do I owe this pleasure?" Booth asks, annoyed.
"Hello, Master Sergeant Booth." The soldier says.
"No, it's Special Agent Booth. I'm not a soldier anymore."
"Look, you're needed to serve your country. This time as a Sergeant Major."
"You think a promotion is really going to get me to do what I've already done. I don't think so."
"If you don't come, people will die like Parker did."
"Don't go guilting about that. I am done here." Booth stands up. "Parker! Let's go!"
Parker jumps off the swing and runs towards Booth.
"Like I said, I'm not doing it anymore."
Booth grabs Parkers hand and they leave. The soldier sighs.
Meanwhile, in Bones' office…
Bones is doing work at her computer when her four interns come in.
"Can I help you?" she asks.
"Dr. B, we heard about the dig you were going on for a year." Owen says.
"And we'd like to go with you." Duncan says.
"As long as there are plenty of hot girls." Chris adds on.
"Yeah, I love hot girls!" Izzy exclaims and does her signature laugh. The others shake her statement from their minds.
"I can give you all recommendations to come along, but know that all or any of you might not get in. It's a very competitive program." Bones says.
"We'd appreciate that." Duncan says and the others nod to his statement.
Meanwhile, in Angela's office…
Hodgins walks in. Angela is lying on the couch.
"Hey, baby. You feeling ok?" Hodgins asks.
"Yeah, just need to lie down. The cramps keep coming. This boy's gonna be a black belt if he keeps kicking the way he does." Angela says and sits up. Hodgins sits next to her and rubs her stomach. He feels the kick and discretely rubs his hand.
"He's a regular Bruce Lee. I've gotta hit the gym before he comes out." He and Angela share a laugh. "So, heard about the whole Brennan and Booth situation?"
"No, but I can guess. She hasn't told him about her leaving yet, has she?" Angela asks.
"No, she hasn't. I wonder what'll happen when he finds out." Hodgins and Angela get worried.
Meanwhile, at the lab table…
Cam is these all by herself.
"Hello? Anyone there?" she asks softly.
Later, in Booth's office…
Booth puts up some papers and puts his shoes on and faces the door. The same soldier from earlier is there again.
"I already said I'm not interested. Now, excuse me so I can go home." Booth walks forward.
"Wait, Booth." The soldier puts his hand out. "Look, I came here on more than just orders. My brothers are both out there, trying to detain insurgents. They need someone capable enough to go overseas and train them. I am not, and I wanted the best to go over there and make sure my brothers come back to me in one piece. Please, I want you to go." Booth wiggles his jaw and looks at the soldier really hard.
"If I do this, I want assurance that I'll never, and I mean never, have to be dragged back to war. If another soldier comes telling me some made up sob story, I will shoot him. I want you to tell your boss that. Understood?"
"Yes, Sergeant Major, sir!" the soldier gives Booth a salute and leaves.
Booth kicks off his shoes, sits down, puts his feet on his desk, leans back, and then takes a deep breath.