Chapter 3. the man in the wall.
"All right, everybody. We're gonna keep it crunking here tonight. Tonight the Basement Club brings to you the number one deejay around town, Deejay Rulz! Give it up!"the MC called out over the crowd being met with cheers.
"Feels good, doesn't it? Being with people who are alive? " Angela said smiling and sipping her drink
"It's very stimulating, I have to admit" she said with a nod..
"We are so gonna tear it up tonight." Angela laughed.
"That's slang, right?" she asked confusion in her voice.
"Right" she nodded.
"I love this music. It's so tribal." Brennan said smiling as they danced.
" Don't say 'tribal', sweetie." She said seriously.
"Why? Oh, because of all the black people?" she said getting dirty looks
"Sweetie, just for tonight, have fun, stop dissecting and take part" she said trying to change the subject.
"African-Americans aren't the only ones with tribal heritage" Brennan said stating facts as she continued to dance
"You say we're natives of some tribe?" a woman said cutting in
"Anthropologically speaking, we're all members of tribes."
A second woman butts in "You better shut your mouth."
Brennnan struggled to justify her comment as people gather around her "I just meant hip-hop mirrors the direct visceral connection you see in tribal communication."
"What?" someone else asked offended.
"After the Cartesians split in the 17th century, we separated our mind from our bodies the numinous from the animalistic ".
"Are you calling me an animal, fool?" the first woman asked angrily.
A third woman interjects on Brennan's behalf. "No, fool. She's using Descartes' philosophy to say she's down with the music."
The first woman turned to the third "Who you calling a fool, fool?" she said shoving the other woman who falls, then looks back to Brennan and tries to shove her but she reacts quickly and ends up side stepping the attempt and pushes another woman to the ground.
Angela holds up hands to everyone watching while following Brennan away from the crowd "don't 're going, we're going."
A man grabs Brennan's arm, upset "You shouldn't have done that, bitch!" Brennan defends herself and ends up kicking the man hard. He crashes into a wall and breaks leaving a gaping hole behind him as the crowd cheered. A white powder fills the covering the onlookers.
Angela licks some of the powder off of her finger. "Uh oh." She said her face serious now.
A while later Booth walks in followed by his date.
"Are you sure she can handle this?"
"no one in our lab knows the first thing about a mummy."
"she's assaulted 2 agents wqho were trying to tape off the body." The cop said.
"they were compromising the remains. " Brennan defended walking over to them.
"a cloud of meth covered the dance floor." The man continued ignoring brennan's comments. "I think they've inhaled quite a lot."
Booth chuckeld. "are you two high?
"only by accident, so it doesn't count." Angela said biting her nails.
Booth turned to tessa. "ok this is gonna take a while." He said handing her his keys. "go home and I'll call you tomorrow."
She nodded kissing him. "good luck."
"thanks" he smiled and she walked back up the stairs.
Just then a tall man walked in and began inquiring about how long it was going to take.
"And who are you?" Booth asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'm Randall hall I run this place."
"you run this place mr. Hall. Just so you know uh. Found some drugs on the dead…"
"We found them. " Brennan mimicked and Booth gave her a look.
"we're gonna wanna know where they came from, why he had them…"
"why? We wanna know why." Brennan mimicked again.
"why he had them." Booth attempted to continue only to be mimicked again. "any idea who he is?" he asked looking to Brennan again who sighed and walked back to the wall.
"no the guy looks barely huiman. Why would I recognize him." Booth walked away from him as Zach walked down the stairs.
"zach. Zach! Zach!" she said hurrying over to him. "come here. Come here." She said pulling him over.
"bones you are so high right now." Booth said trying not to laugh at her behavior.
"zach have you seen this perfectly mummified specimen?" she asked directing him to the wall.
"…ok. Zach is here. He can take over. Come on you two I'm taking you home." Booth said pulling Brennan away from them.
"but—" Brennan protested.
"zach can handle this cant you zach?"
"yes i—"
"good he can handle it see. Come on" he said leading her to the stairs as Angela followed.
An hour later. Angela was home in bed and Booth pulled into Brennan's apartment building and walked her up the stairs.
"I don't know why you had to walk me up. I'm fine." She said struggling to fit her key into the lock.
" so you wouldn't get lost and end up locked on the roof. Or something. Here." He said taking her keys and unlocking the door.
"…thanks" she said begrudgingly
"anytime." He said smiling a Booth winner.
Brennan kissed him pulling him through the door and closing it behind them.
"wow…um." He said stunned when she pulled away to pull his tie off over his head.
"what?" she asked smiling as she kissed him again unbuttoning his shirt and quickly moving onto his pants.
He pulled away. "whoa! Getting a little handsy there aren't you Bones?" he said taking her hands into his as she tried to grab his butt.
She shook her head smiling. "come on. I know you like it kinda rough….but we can take it as slow as you want tonight" She said kissing him again slowly and torturously.
He pulled away a third time. "… I'm sorry. …I cant." He said with a sigh. "I have a girlfriend."
She nodded. "but what tessa doesn't know wont hurt her." Brennan said tracing the line of his jeans with her fingertips.
He grabbed her hands again. "I'll see you tomorrow." He said grabbing his jacket and leaving.
Brennan sighed dropping onto the couch and staring up at the ceiling.
The next morning. Booth walked into Brennan's office hearing hip hop in the background.
"I didn't know you like hip hop Bones." He said sitting on the edge of her desk.
"…its our victim." She said looking up from her papers.
"you're hungover. Doesn't this make your head explode?" he asked curiously.
"I grabbed a couple hours sleep showered in the decontamination room." She said writing something down.
"good times." Booth said sarcastically.
"not really." She said seriously.
"…that was sarcasm." He pointed out. "its ok I like the sober you way better anyways."
"… oh no." she said standing. "did that really happen last night? I thought it was a dream."
He nodded. "yes it did."
She walked over to him, stopping a couple feet away. "seeley I'm sorry i—"
"hey relax. I know it wasn't you. It was the meth. No worries." He said smiling.
"really?"
He nodded. "of course."
She hugged him. "thank you. …for not having sex with me."
"hey anytime but I don't think this is a good idea." He said reffering to the hug.
"right…. Sorry" she said pulling away.
"So what have we got?" he asked getting back to the case.
He listened intently as she filled him in trying with all his might not to relive last night, and failing, as much as he hated to admit it he thought it was hot the way she took charge but pushed it aside and focused on doing what had to be done to find the murderer.
The next night. Booth was sitting at Wong Fu's, alone, when Brennan walked in.
"Getting yourself in the mood?" she asked sitting at the bar next to him.
"Trying." He said eating a slice of pinapple. "You know, this really isn't gonna be the type of vacation I was hoping for. "
"Oh?" she asked encouraging him to share more.
"Tessa's not going. Something came up at work" he said looking at the bar and taking a sip of his drink.
"That's too bad. I'm sorry. Hey, I like going on vacations by myself." She said trying to cheer him up
" Really?" he asked disbelievinigly"
"Sure, nothing wrong with being alone."
"No, I mean, you like to go on vacation?"
" Yeah, I go places all the time."
"Do you ever just, you know, sit on the beach…pretend there's no such thing as skeletons?" he asked smiling and playing with his little umbrella.
"Is that in any way fun?"
"When was the last time you got away?" he asked curiously
"Got away from what?"
Booth chuckled. "Oh, Bones, you know, because what usually happens to me…I think about not coming back" he said getting up.
"Seriously?" she asked surprised.
Booth put on his jacket "Yeah, you know, you go with someone you joke about not going back to your real life…the two of you laugh." He said heading towards the door "But when you're alone, the world is full of possibilities"
"See you next week" she said as he walked out. She sighed taking his drink. She was alone and Booth was gone to some tropical place by himself. This wasn't how she was planning on taking her vacation either.