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Chapter 35

Guests

Given what I had just gone through I became very worried. I grabbed a bottle of vinegar and walked slowly up the steps.

Vinegar is an extremely acidic substance and when it comes into contact with your eyes it stings like a bitch.

I stepped onto the second floor and saw no one in the hallway. There was a figure in my bedroom. I could not see much, except that it was a well built man, with his back to me wearing a bland green t-shirt and jeans.

Stepping closer I saw his brown hair I ran into the room screaming and poured the entire bottle of vinegar onto the intruder. He turned around screaming in pain.

"Althy what the hell is wrong with you." he snapped. I realized then that I had hurt my one and only older brother James.

"Jamesie, what the hell are you doing here?" I asked grabbing my towel and walking him towards the bathroom.

"I came to surprise my sister for her birthday. Although, now I wished I'd stayed in Maine."

"Oh Jamesie, I am so sorry" I put his head under the warm water and let it clean out all the acid. His eyes were red and I applied special drops from the first aid kit. "You wouldn't believe everything that's happened just today."

"Gee, I'm sorry."

"I told you I was sorry. Come on. I come home and hear footsteps coming from upstairs. Forgive me if I'm a little paranoid after being kidnapped by a psycho and having my fiancée shot by said psycho."

"That's, wait you got kidnapped?" We walked out of the bathroom and sat down on my bed.

"That moron Dad hired…recently fired," I explained "Kidnapped me and…" I explained his threats, the dress from hell and Zack getting shot, then about Jonah loosing then reconnecting with his manhood. James pulled me into a hug.

Zack and I were sitting in Chemistry class writing notes on the lab we were doing that day. I was wearing a white blouse and blue and black checkered skirt with a blue and black tie, matching the outfits of all the other girls attending the school. While at the same time I tried not to get the attention of the dumb cheerleaders sitting in the row next to ours.

My notebook fell off the high desk making a large thud. Everyone starred at me. I did not like being starred at.

"What a klutz!" said one of the girls. "Like watch what you're doing." I said nothing; I simply grabbed the notebook off the floor and sat back down.

"Althy was busy paying attention in class. She will go to an excellent college and have a successful career in the field most appropriate for someone with her IQ while at the same time raising a family with out a complaint." stepped in Zack. "You on the other hand will be lucky enough to graduate; you will have a one in a thousand chance of getting into a mediocre college. You will marry a rich man who will leave you in twenty years for a woman much younger than you."

My jaw hung wide open as I processed what Zack had just done.

"That was…was…"

"They should not make fun of you simply because you have a higher statistical chance of getting into a good school and having a worthy carrier than they."

"Thanks."

"Althy…" said James.

"Sorry I guess I zoned out. How are your eyes?"

"I can see, that should count for something." He said as I came out from his arms.

"Would you like to come to work with me tomorrow?" I asked

"Sounds good, but I think I ought to stay here and plan your twenty-seventh."

"James…."

I knew I couldn't fight with my brother so I just thanked him and went to bed.

When morning happened I got up and was ready for work in a half hour. Jack and Angela were waiting for me. I grabbed a muffin and we headed to work.

There was a familiar man standing where Zack would be normally. I figured this was the sub, until Zack was back on his feet again.

He held out his hand and I shook it. "You're…Vincent Nigel-Murray, right?"

"Indeed I Am." he said "And it's a pleasure to be working with you." I let go.

"Uh…sure…"

"Did you know that people say the word um more than any other word in the English language?"

"Did you know…that no one cares?" I asked annoyed. The last thing I needed was a British snob. I got plenty of those at the Academy Zack and I went to. I didn't need one here too.

I entered my office and dropped my stuff under my desk while hanging up my coat on the rack.

My statement did not stop Mr. Nigel-Murray from bugging the hell out of me. Luckily we got a murder…well lucky for us we had something to do other than stare at ancient skulls all day.

Vincent Nigel-Murray –god that was a mouth full—began to collect samples which he was only too happy to bring to me.

James had followed me to work wouldn't leave so he stayed in my office because I refused to let him into my lab. He was so irritating sometimes. He did manage to meet everyone. I had regretted ever even asking him to come with me in the first place.

DNA was running as per usual. Angela found out that the body was eleven year old Martin Quipster. The DNA was purely for confirmation and to figure out if there was more than one strand of DNA on the body. I took the bullet found lodged into the pelvis to identify the weapon.

I matched the weapon without a problem and got away from James to head to the hospital.

Zack was eating his lunch when I arrived. He smiled at me and offered me some pudding. I declined. "How are you?" I asked

"I am…not doing anything time consuming or productive."

"You could just say you're bored." I told him; stealing a grape from a bowl. I kissed his forehead and sat down in the chair. "James showed up at my house and in response I threw vinegar into his eyes."

"Why did you do that?"

"Unidentified man in my bedroom after I got kidnapped by a psycho, I wasn't exactly thinking rationally." I told him. "Especially after you—"I still couldn't say it.

"I'm sorry you were so worried."

"It wasn't your fault, I thought we covered this." He didn't say anything as my cell phone rang. It was Jackie. "Hello Apple Jacks,"

"We have a court date."

"Tell me,"

"Monday, can you make it?"

"No problem, as long as I get to observe Parker and Booth before that."

"Can you do it Friday?" she asked me, Friday being tomorrow. Typical Jackie! She forgot to tell me. However, I assumed that she had known about this court date since yesterday, but had not had the chance to tell me due to my…detour with psycho boy. "Booth is taking Parker to the carnival at around twelve. Parker gets out early that day."

"No problem, I can do that."

"Great, I'll need your report on my desk by Saturday."

"Will do, later Apple Jacks," I hung up and turned to Zack. "Apparently I have a lot of work to do. Do you know when you will be returning home?"

"The doctors informed me that I will be allowed to leave tomorrow, but I am confined to bed rest and must have a proper caretaker with me."

"Perfect." I said smiling wickedly. "This will give me a chance to play nurse." I laughed, he smiled slightly. "Do you have an accurate time of release?"

"Fifteen hundred hours." said Zack. I kissed him softly on the lips.

"I'm sorry I can't stay longer."

"It's perfectly alright. I understand." I smiled and headed back to the Jeffersonian.


Not the most exciting chapter, but I tried after suffering from Bones withdrawal and writers block. Together make a dangerous combination. SO here it is. Sorry it took….FOREVER and I am going to speed things up a little. Also sorry that it was short.

Here is a preview for the next chapter.

I always hated doing psychological observations of people. It didn't seem fair because the science is so flawed and annoying. But it was for Parker and I wanted to help. Booth got parker a hot dog because he refused to buy him ice-cream until he ate something. Parker ate the hot dog and then asked for another one. I couldn't help, but laugh at how cute it all was.

But how would I convince a judge that Booth is the best option for Parker's well being…I knew….