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I don't own Bones or have any rights to "Support Your Local Sheriff".

This story is VERY loosely based on the movie "Support Your Local Sheriff". I will be using the idea of the movie; but, I intend for most of the dialog to be mine. I will also use the names of the people we know and love.

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Booth looked at the Jobs Board and found the job that seemed to match his skills. Taking down the "Wanted - Sheriff Needed" sign, Booth carried it into the Keenan General Store.

Looking around, Booth held up the Wanted Ad and asked the store proprietor whom to talk to about the Sheriff's job. Smiling, Max stuck out his hand and said, "Hey, I'm the mayor of this town and the guy looking for a Sheriff."

Smiling, Booth said, "My name is Seeley Booth."

Grinning, Max said, "My name is Max Keenan." Pointing to two men who were playing chess, Max said, "That there is the town council, Sam Cullen, he represents the miners and Andrew Hacker, he represents the business interests of this fair town."

Nodding his head, Booth said, "How much does the job of Sheriff pay?"

Shaking his head, Mayor Max said, "Wait, hold up. I need to know if you're qualified for the job first. Do you have any Sheriff experience?"

Shaking his head, Booth said, "Nah. I was a policeman in Philly for a while. I'm a pretty good shot too."

Curious, Sam Cullen said, "How good of a shot? We need to make sure that you won't get killed on the job like the Sheriff before last did."

Sensing a challenge, Booth walked over to a small bin of washers, picked one up, showed it to the three men, threw it up in the air, drew his gun lightening fast and shot it. The washer dropped back into his hand and Booth held it up.

Shrugging his shoulders, Max said, "And?"

Looking at Max, Booth said, "I shot through the hole in the washer."

Smiling, Max said, "Yeah, sure you did." Walking over to a counter, Max puts some tape on the washer and handed the washer back to Booth. "Go ahead, do it again."

Shaking his head, Booth said, "If I do, I'll put another hole in your roof."

Pursing his lips, Max said, "I'll risk it. Go ahead, shoot through the hole in the washer again."

Nudging Sam Cullen, Andrew Hacker sniggered and said, "Yeah, impress us."

Shrugging his shoulders, Booth repeated his previous performance with the washer. Catching it when it fell back into his hand, Booth held up the washer, a hole clearly showing through tape.

Swallowing hard, Max said, "Uh, listen Mr. Booth. I sure don't want you to think I was insulting you. I just needed to make sure you know how to take care of yourself."

Nodding his head, Andrew said, "Yeah, Mr. Booth. We didn't doubt you for a minute. We were just looking out for your best interests."

Looking at the mayor and the town council, Booth said, "How much does the Sheriff job pay?"

Giving Booth a sickly smile, Max said, "Uh, it pays 150 dollars a month."

Shaking his head, Booth said, "That's not enough. I'd only be able to eat for a week with those wages."

Seeing the problem, Max said, "Oh, I should have said, you get free room and board. All your meals are free. You'd live at my house."

Nodding his head, Booth said, "Oh, that's ok. Just so you know, I'm only taking the job on a temporary basis. I'm actually saving up my money to move to Australia."

Shaking his head, Sam said, "What's so interesting about Australia?"

Smiling Booth said, "It's the last wild frontier in the world. It's a land of excitement and opportunity. A man can leave his mark in a place like that."

Frowning, Andrew said, "I thought we were living in a wild frontier."

Shrugging his shoulders, Max said to Booth, "That's fine. Oh just one quick question. Are you wanted any where?"

Shaking his head, Booth said, "Nah."

Smiling Max said, "Ok, you're hired. If you'll take your horse to the livery stable and then bring your gear back here, I'll take you over to my house and introduce you to my daughter. She's a fine cook and probably the smartest person in this town. You'll like her. Oh, and she's also the richest person in town and owns the biggest company. Something you might want to keep in mind down the road."

Puzzled, Booth looked at Max and then said, "Sure. I'll go get my stuff."

After Booth left, Sam turned to Max and said, "Are you nuts? Who cares if he's wanted or not?"

Frowning, Max said, "I do. I'm the mayor of this damn town and I want to make sure I didn't just hand over the law to Jesse James or his cousin."

Rolling his eyes, Andrew said, "Who would give a damn if he was Jesse James? We need a Sheriff and at this point I wouldn't care if Frank James walked in here and asked for the job."

Shaking his head, Max said, "You would if we made him Sheriff and then he shot your ass and he took over this town."

Finally understanding why Max had asked, Andrew said, "Good point."

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Walking out of the doorway of the General Store, Booth spied a man standing on the side walk.

"Hey, do you know Sully Sullivan?" Booth asked.

Looking at Booth, Jack Hodgins said, "Sure I know him."

Nodding his head, Booth said, "Go over to the saloon and tell Sully that I'm going to be over there in a little while to arrest him for murder."

Shaking his head, Jack said, "You're going to do what?"

Smiling, Booth said, "I'm the new Sheriff. Tell Sully I'm planning to arrest him this afternoon on a murder charge."

Frowning, Jack said, "You do realize that he'll kill me when I tell him that?"

Squinting his eyes at Jack, Booth said, "Well, if that happens then I'll arrest him for two murders."

Stunned, Jack just looked at Booth.

Shrugging his shoulders, Booth walked over to his horse, mounted it and rode it over to the livery stable.

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Up next, Booth meets Tempe again.