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Also looking for a Beta if anyone is interested?
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Chapter Two: Don't I know you?
Temperance Brennan was stumped. It infuriated her and it made her blood boil so she decided to find a useful outlet for her rage. Okay, maybe not useful but maybe it could get her somewhere.
"DR. SAROYAN!" Temperance shouted exasperatedly as she swiped her access card through the entrance of the platform. "I would like for you to please return Miss Rivers to her department."
Cam sighed softly, preparing for the upcoming argument. She wished that she had remembered to pack aspirin for days like this. A day where dealing with an independent, perfectionist anthropologist just could not be handled. Cam smoothed her short grey pencil skirts with determination.
"Dr. Brennan, there is nothing I can do about our unusual intern. Her internship requires that anytime she switches departments or even a supervising doctor that she is allowed a three month probation period. There is no way that I or you for that matter can get around it. So please, try to work with her?" It was the best Cam could think of right now as she had Brennan standing before her with her arms crossed. She watched as Brennan's eyes darkened in anger before lightening as she got a thoughtful gaze.
"What can she do? She is not an anthropology major. She does not have the skill set to aide in investigations or identify causes of death. This is why I have my intern who have the proper knowledge but not necessarily the competence that experience provides." Brennan spoke slowly and pinned Cam with her logical stare before continuing. "She does not have a place here."
Cam sighed. Her shoulders slumped with the expulsion of her breath. Her head pounded in time with her heart and did not seem like she was going away anytime soon.
"Think of her as… Ah. A jack of all trades."
"I don't know what that means."
"It means a person with a lot of skill Bones." Booth chuckled as he swiped his card before ascending to the platform himself with another suited agent in step behind him. Booth immediately noticed Brennan's jaw clenched. Oh, yeah. She was agitated.
"What's going on?" Booth said softly to Brennan, bringing his gaze to hers. He watched as her answering stare softened and the tick in her jaw relaxed. Mandible. He mused to himself. It's a mandible.
"An intern that should not be here has been assigned here. I was just trying to figure out a logical solution to have her restored to her previous department but it seems…" A fierce blue gaze at Cam. "That cannot be achieved."
Booth shook his head at his favorite lady scientist before suggesting, "Give her a job. Any job."
"She's not qual-" Brennan gazed at the black haired agent behind Booth. "Who's this?"
"I'm Agent Greene. Agent Booth was just showing me the ropes of his duty." The agent smiled at Brennan with friendliness and his deep brown eyes sparkled. "It's been interesting so far."
"Dr. Brennan?" came a voice from below. Every head turned to Miss Rivers as she stood awkwardly. "I would like you to know I took anatomy and physiology so I know…"
Her voice trailed off as she met the eyes of the new agent. Her heart skipped a beat and a memory formed. A yell and a slap before a hug…
"Hi…"
"Hey… Ambrose?"
Oh. My.