Sooo, this chapter contains HUGE SPOILERS! So BEWARE!!! ;) I'm sure it wont all go this way in the show, but the concept of it all and the names of the characters are right as far as my sources say. ;D Enjoy, loves!
Chapter: 3
You're innocent;
Bones tossed in her bed, she was restless. This past weeks was hectic; they had a lot of cases building up. The sad part about it was the holidays were coming up and that always seemed to be their worst time for deaths. It was always the hardest time too. She remembered last year when they found Santa Clause dead, of course it really wasn't him but still, to small children that was who he appeared to be. She sighed and laid flat on her back glancing over with her eyes at her clock, it was a little after six in the morning. She would have to get up in an hour to get ready for work. She needed sleep.
Cases never really got to her in the beginning; she always saw the remains she was looking at as just bones. Of course that was what they usually were but she never took into consideration that at one time they were actually people. Not until Booth happened. He had showed her so much these last four years, he showed her how to be a better woman. How to grow and see the world in a different light so to speak. She felt herself blushing… Temperance was blushing. Why? She was thinking of Booth that's why, when she was around him everything was ok. It was usually all work with them… usually anyhow.
So the blushing she never really noticed, but in the privacy of her own bedroom, yeah that made her blush. Although her mind was not engaged in sexual fantasies about him at the moment, still laying in her bed with Booth on her mind made her stomach flip. She wanted to murder her butterflies at that moment. She smiled to herself rolling over on her side; it had been two days since they had been back from their short lived trip to China. She wished they could have stayed longer so she could help identify the remains that were found there, but she knew that doing her other job, helping Booth catch murderers, was needed.
Her eyes fluttered closed as she sighed, she couldn't complain it was a nice trip. It was nice flying back in first class with Booth. Every time she brought up the whole thing where he asked her to take off the classes and ask him what the penalty was for an over due book was all about she noticed he changed the subject real quick with a blush of his cheeks. Once they came back she asked Angela what Booth had meant by that and then she realized it was a sexual reference to a type of role playing?
As Bones felt herself start to drift off into a light sleep she heard banging on her front door. She pulled her covers back and without looking at the clock grabbed her silk robe and put it on while she peeked through the peephole to see who it was. Booth. She smiled and opened the door watching him walk with coffee and a small white bag in hand.
"Come in," she said sarcastically even though he had already invited himself in.
"We got a body, Bones!" he said without acknowledging her remark. He lifted his hands up with the coffee in them, "Got you some coffee and if your nice to me, I'll even give you your donut, now go get ready," he motioned with his free hand setting her coffee down on the table by her couch.
He watched her saunter away gracefully as he sipped on his coffee looking around her apartment. He was thankful that she didn't answer the door and had one of her 'guy' friends over. Although he had barged in on her a few months ago and she had Ben, George, Mark or whoever in her apartment with her, it hurt then to see her with another man, just as it always did. But this time it would hurt even more, it would hurt because Booth had come so close the last few weeks with telling her just how important she was to him and knowing that she wasn't catching onto that and dating… sleeping with other men now at this point in their partnership… friendship… relationship whatever they called what they had together, would be even more upsetting.
Booth glanced down at his watch after about twenty minutes of standing in her living room waiting for her he sighed and walked down the hall towards her bedroom. He got close to the door and knocked lightly, "Bones? What's taking you so long?" he said getting closer to the door to hear her response.
The door flew open and she was standing there dressed in her long black flair pants and a white v neck top that revealed the perfect mounds of her cleavage, leaving Booth breathless. "I'm ready," she stated softly looking at the face he was making. She chuckled and walked past him. Booth turned on his heel trying to fight a slight tightening in his pants and walked behind her. She always had this affect on him, with anything she wore. But he was a gentlemen and didn't let it be known just how turned on she made him at times. He remembered his little teasing slip he made on the plane to China a few days ago, that was a close call.
/X/X/X/
"So where was the body found?" Bones asked as Booth sped down the street weaving in and out of the vehicles that were stuck in early morning traffic.
"Green means go, people, come on!" Booth yelled at the car in front of him. He calmed himself and glanced at Brennan, "In a lake just outside of The Corners Café," he answered.
Bones just nodded and looked ahead of her as Booth continued his minor rampage on the D.C. streets. She knew why he was in such a hurry, they had been called out to the scene almost forty minutes ago and the place wasn't far from her apartment so explaining why they were so late would just add more problems for them. Once Booth pulled into the grassy area feet away from the lake, he and Bones got out and headed over to the remains.
She immediately slipped on her gloves and glanced down at the bones, "Male, mid to late 30's," she started to say Booth stood on the opposite side of her glancing down at the body. Bones motioned her hand out towards the right leg, "The right tibia shows signs of a previous break, and telling just from the broad bone structure he was very athletic." She scowled looking around at the surrounding area before looking back at Booth slipping off her gloves. "I'll know more once the bones are shipped back to the Jeffersonian."
/X/X/X/
Temperance leaned over the bones on the table and watched as Jack took some particulates from the bones to help find cause of death. Cam was running DNA from a very small amount of the flesh that was still intact around the palm area. The lake area was searched early this morning when the body was found and nothing had come up for cause of death. In cases like these it usually took them awhile to find a killer when they had little evidence. Fortunately for them when they had an ID of the person they were examining it made things a little easier.
Cam swiped her card and walked up onto the platform with a file in hand. She smiled at Brennan and handed it to her, "We got an ID," she said proudly.
Bones nodded in thanks and started to open up the file, she glanced up to see Booth swipe his card and rush up the steps. "Talk to me squints, what do we know?"
"Cam just got an ID," Bones stated looking down at the victims picture and file. "Luc Robitaille," she said out loud. When she looked up she saw Booth's face fall into shock. "Booth, what is it?" she asked softly closing the case file.
"Luc? H –how, let me see that, Bones," he motioned for her to hand him the file. When she did he opened it instantly and gasped out seeing a photo of his friend. He closed his eyes and handed the file back to her.
"Booth, do you know this man?" Brennan asked.
"H –he was –is a friend of mine. We play hockey together the last Saturday of every month." Booth ran his hand over his face and then covered his mouth with it.
Bones looked at him sympathetically, "I'm sorry, Booth." Her voice was just above a whisper as everyone else on the platform fell silent. After a few moments Booth snapped out of his daze and looked at Bones. "Do you want me to go with you when you tell his family?" she asked softly.
Booth shook his head, "N –no, Luc doesn't have any family." This made things easier for him. It was less pain knowing that the guy was alone and didn't leave anyone behind. It still didn't make the situation any better, but it eased some of the pain.
Bones looked at the others behind her and nodded for them to continue their work before she removed her gloves and then her lab jacket and walked down the platform with Booth. They walked into her office as Booth plopped himself down on her couch she walked over and sat on the coffee table in front of him. "I –is there anything I can do?" she asked softly.
Booth didn't look up at her at first when she sat down; this was all still sinking in. His friend he had known for years now was dead. To his dismay he didn't know why, now he was going to have to go through more pain trying to find his friends killer. Booth looked up at her and didn't say anything. Bones knew him by now and knew that her just being there with him now was all he needed. She took pride in that too, knowing that she could help him with his pain knowing that her presents alone was enough.
/X/X/X/
Bones sat at her desk looking at her computer screen, it had been a rough night, she had tried most of it to help Booth cope somehow with his friend's loss. Although he seemed to be ok, she knew inside he wasn't and after some time of trying to convince her that he was indeed ok, Bones kept pressing to make sure. It was her own way of knowing if he was really going to be ok or not, or if he was just saying that so she would leave it alone. But she knew Booth by now and knew that if she were doing something to annoy him he would let her know.
Bones was caught up in her thoughts when she heard a knock on her office door. She looked up to see a woman with long blondish-red hair standing in her door way. Bones stood up out of her seat and walked around her desk, "Can I help you?"
"I'm Agent Payton Perotta," the woman said to her proudly.
Bones looked at her confused, "Ok and may I ask what your doing here Agent Perotta?" Bones wasn't used to other Agents coming into her neck of the woods unless they were personal friends of Booths and right now Bones was so hoping that the somewhat leggy blonde wasn't a friend of his.
"I'm here to replace Special Agent Seeley Booth," she said walking a little further into Temperance's office.
Bones stepped forward guarded, "To replace him?" she said almost shouting. "What do you mean, to replace him? Where's Booth?" her voice loud with demand.
Agent Perotta stepped back, she wasn't prepared for her reaction. "I thought you were informed? Agent Booth has been taken off the case; he's a suspect in the Robitaille Murder." The woman seemed harsh with her words, but didn't mean any harm.
Bones was taken aback by her words, a suspect? How was that possible? Booth just played hockey with the guy, they were friends. She needed to call Booth, she needed answers, now. Why didn't he tell her about this? Bones found herself furious inside now, why wasn't she told? She was always left out of the loop of things, just like Booth's apparent death, she wasn't informed about that either. Although she knew why, because Sweet's thought it was best by using them as an experiment, but fact was Booth should have told her about it.
"Excuse me," Bones said grabbing her bag and jacket as she stormed out of her own office leaving the woman standing their dumbfounded.
/X/X/X/
Bones walked through the bureau and saw that Booth's door was open and he was sitting at his desk with his head in his hands. She froze a few feet from his door, she could tell that he was upset, maybe he didn't know about all this yet? She calmed herself and walked into his office as quite as possible. "I didn't know about this until just a few minutes ago, Bones. I'm sorry," he blurted out without looking up.
Bones stopped in her tracks and sat in front of him, "How did you -," she just shook her head. She was going to ask how he knew she was even in the room, but that wasn't a question that needed to be asked right now. Booth slowly lifted his head to look at her, his eyes were glassy like he wanted to cry, but no tears were visible. "When did this happen?" she asked him sympathetically.
Booth shrugged and leaned against his desk a little more, "Early this morning I assume? Cullen came in here and said that I could either take a leave of absents until this case is over or do desk duty until then," he shook his head with a sigh and ran his hand over his face again. "I'm sorry Bones, I can't work on this case or any other with you until this is over with."
Bones nodded and sighed too. She wanted to cry, reach out and hug him and tell him everything was going to be ok but she knew for the time being it wasn't. This was going to eat him up inside because he could do this job. "This isn't your fault, Booth. Don't worry, we'll find whoever did this and before you know it we'll be working together again," she tried to sound hopeful and knew that she was failing at it miserably.
"I hate to say this Bones, but without me and my sources I don't think you'll be finding a killer any time soon," he said doubtfully.
"I have a new partner until this case is solved," she blurted out watching his head snap up to meet her gaze.
"A new partner?" he repeated. How dare they give her a new partner, she would be working with another FBI Agent, another man… that wasn't him? Booth found himself getting angry as he looked at her.
"Yeah, her name is Payton Perotta?" Bones said without enthusiasm.
Booth relaxed in his chair and took in a deep breath. A woman. She was working with another woman, which made him feel a little better. "Oh," was all he could say. He watched as she stood up in her chair and walked around his desk. He leaned back in his chair and watched as she leaned against his desk with her arms crossed defensively across her chest. The look on her face told him that she wasn't too thrilled about all of this.
"So what are you going to do since we can't work together?" she asked almost with a hurt tone.
He shrugged again, "I don't know? Desk duty I guess?" he said almost with a whisper and sigh. "Try to prove myself innocent, try to prove -,"
"Your innocent, Booth." She interrupted him.
Booth looked up at her with a soft smile and nodded. He knew he was innocent too, but now his innocents and job were in question all because of his friends murder. Bones reached her hand out and put it over top of his and squeezed it, she felt him squeeze hers back as he looked up at her.
"I have no doubt in my mind that you are innocent, Booth. I promise you, we'll – I'll catch this guy… for us," she whispered squeezing his hand.
Booth grinned at her finding her hidden double meaning with her words. Whether Bones knew it or not she just confessed something huge to him.
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