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"Where the hell is Sweets anyway?" Hodgins asked.
"Yes, I don't see why we need to wait any longer, we have everything we need." Brennan complained as well.
Booth was trying to hold his contempt for Sweets who was, when Booth called him an hour ago, was close to being there.
"Why are we waiting on Sweets anyway?" Cam asked breaking Booth from his thoughts.
"I wanted to get Sweets involved in the cases more." Booth explained. "He's been doing great- this time I wanted him to lead the case and I would assist him to see how he did in that role. I was going to surprise him with it when he got here actually. Whenever he decides to show up that is."
"Sweets did well when we caught that swim coach." Brennan said. "But if this an indication of his time management skills there is more work needed. While I agree with your decision to lead while you assist, I do not agree that we should wait any longer - these remains will need to get back to the lab quickly to begin our investigation."
Booth knew Brennan was right, he was annoyed with the young doctor/agent for letting him down, especially when he was going to entrust him with something important.
"You're right let's get…" Booth began to say when the sound of a car could be heard approaching.
"Speak of the devil." Hodgins said with annoyance.
"You know what, you guys get going, I'll get Sweets up to speed okay?" Booth said as the squint squad began to pack up to leave.
The team began placing evidence in the car as Sweets approached them.
"Hey Booth what's up?" Sweets asked.
Booth shook his head in disbelief. "What's up? Sweets you're like an hour late in getting here. What the hell was more important?"
Sweets eyes were busy looking around, the scene, the people, everyone around them. Booth knew Sweets like to take everything in but he seemed rather weird today.
"I got lost." Sweets said. "So you mentioned something about a case?"
Booth wondered why Sweets was acting a little off, it was like he was inventing answers instead of providing them. "Yeah Sweets a case, remember, what we do for a living. Except you're late and we have all the evidence packed and ready to go."
Hodgins walked by and gave Sweets a light and playful swipe on the shoulder. "Way to screw up on the first time leading a case with Booth." He said and kept walking. Booth turned to give Hodgins a was that really necessary look and turned back to Sweets who had a strange smile on his face, it was a smile but it looked unhappy and Sweets who normally caught on to everything had missed the fact that Hodgins had let out of the bag what Booth hadn't told Sweets yet about leading the case. Still, Sweets looked a little green in the face.
"What's up now?" Booth asked half annoyed with Sweets inability to jump into the case with the tenacity he had expected of Sweets.
"Nothing." Sweets said quickly straightening up but his eyes involuntarily winced again. "Just sitting in the car so long."
"Well why didn't you call?" Booth asked.
"Bad reception." Sweets said looking over the crime scene. "I'm really, very sorry I'm late."
Booth sense the sincerity in Sweets voice and he knew the kid would never have bad intentions towards him so he decided to let it go - despite the fact he felt like there was something more to the way Sweets was acting.
"Okay, well the squints are all packed up but I'll go over what we found." Booth said walking back towards the scene while Sweets followed slowly behind.
"You coming Sweets?" Booth said at Sweets slow pace.
"Yeah, just uh, sore from the car ride."
"Your neck's red." Booth said coming closer to see a red mark peeking out of the top of Sweets collar."
"Yeah." Sweets said pulling the collar up. "Crazy red head last night." Sweets gulped.
Booth shook his head. "As long as you can stay away from employees of the Jeffersonian lab I'm good with it. If Daisy didn't teach you that, Jessica should have."
Sweets sighed and Booth questioned while wild sex was a relief to Sweets, the man was darn right weird this morning.
"Okay, so two bodies were found here." Booth said pointing to the dirt that had been finely combed by the squints. "Two males, one mid-thirties the other mid-twenties, Bones said no relation but both were Caucasian, both had their necks snapped.
"Sounds like it could be a hunting accident." Sweets said shrugging his shoulders. "How do we know it's murder."
Booth was surprised with Sweets flippant and uninterested attitude. "Because there's a big difference between someone's neck being methodically snapped and falling-breaking it and landing side by side in a posed manner."
Booth was annoyed.
"Oh. Right." Sweets said looking at the crime scene with an intense focus. Booth found this strange because there was only dirt - no bodies.
"Sweets, what the hell are you looking at?" Booth asked.
"Oh, just trying to imagine the whole scene." Sweets said using his hands as though drawing a picture. Booth thought it looked more like he was inventing a story than investigating a murder.
"Let's get back to the Jeffersonian and see what the squints have found in the evidence." Booth said leaving the area. "And follow me closely this time - I don't want you lost for hours."
Sweets nodded but Booth couldn't help but wonder why the younger doctor kept looking around - as though to see if anyone was following him. Booth walked to the car trying to hide his disappointment in Sweets, the man certainly wasn't up to leading a case like he thought he was.
The first two chapters are short, sorry, it will grow from here ha ha.