It is she who saves the people as they go out to war and come back.

Inspired by Don't Judge a Goddess by her Cover (Catherine Chen), ch 11, in the Greek Mythology section over in Books (http://www. fanfiction .net/s/4484458/11/Dont_Judge_a_Goddess_by_her_Cover).

All quotes are attributed to Homer: the Iliad, the Odyssey, or the Hymns. (I enjoy digging through quotes for titles!)


"Hail, grey-eyed Athena!" Booth proclaimed, entering Brennan's office. She looked up at him blinking in surprise; once more he had managed to surprise her. Sometimes she really did think he was from another planet. What was it about him that could do that to her? Almost no one else could throw her off her sport like he did.

"What?" she settled for saying.

"Athene, rich in counsel," he added, dropping onto her couch. "Parker's reading some Greek mythology in school and we stumbled across the phrase 'grey-eyed Athena' while doing his homework. It seemed apt for you, Bones. You may say blue eyes on your driver's license, but sometimes they're grey. And you're pretty damn smart, being a genius and all. Maybe not quite the same thing as wisdom, but still…"

"She was also the goddess of war, Booth," Brennan pointed out, amused. And touched and amazed, that he would notice such a small detail as how her eyes changed color.

"Righteous, justified war," he corrected her. "I'd say that fits you, too. I mean, you're always after me for a gun, and went ahead and bought your own when I didn't get you one, three black belts, hunting licenses; you can be harsher on our suspects than I am sometimes." He stretched out, mischievously listing off her more violent tendencies. "Since it's all for our victims, I would call that justified. Anyway, after I helped Parker with his homework, I did a little research of my own and found the other quote. From the Iliad and the Odyssey. Homer, you know." He smirked at her and she laughed.

"I was in Athens once," she said. "The Acropolis is astounding, and even though it's a ruin, the Parthenon is worth the trip." She leaned back in her own chair. "You could bring Parker by one day and I could show him the pictures. If he's interested."

"If he's not, I am. Here," he slid the folder he had been carrying across the table. "Your John Hancock is required, Bones. Your signature," he hastily clarified and she shot him a chill little glance.

"I actually do know what that means, Booth." She retrieved the folder and looked through the pages, nodding occasionally, before grabbing a pen and signing in all the places she needed to. "Was there anything else?"

"Nothing urgent. Lunch, maybe. Or dinner?"

Her smile returned. "Predictable much? Dinner will be fine. Don't come until six. At the earliest," she added for good measure.

"Six? That's early for you!" He stood and scooped up the folder, saluting her with it before leaving. "But I'll be here and you had better be turning off that computer, Bones!" As he left, one last quote trailed through his mind: she vied in beauty with golden Aphrodite and in handiwork were the peer of flashing-eyed Athene.


Happy Easter, all who celebrate it this weekend!