I don't own Bones, I know I have 206 in my body, but the Bones from Fox isn't mine.
Please stop by and check out my one shot written for a challenge at Bonesology. It's called The Assignment.
Sweets
They arrived at the lab a few minutes before the body. As soon as it arrived, they got to work. Cam began the initial examination, but soon called for Brennan's help.
"Dr. Brennan, can you come here a minute?"
"The bones haven't been cleaned yet; I don't know how much help I can be."
"Oh, you'll want to see this."
She went onto the platform, and examined the victim.
"Oh, I see."
She immediately called Booth.
"Booth, can you come back to the lab for a minute?"
"Be right there."
Booth arrived and Bones showed him the discrepancy in the victim.
"Bones, you know I have no idea what I am looking at."
"Some of these injuries were inflicted post mortem."
"What? Is that different from the others?"
"Yes, all the other victims were tortured while they were still alive. This one was dead before the torturing was completed."
"Why would he do that?"
"I don't know Booth, but it is something different, and different is always good."
"That's true, send a copy of the report to Sweets, and Bones?"
"Yes?"
"You realize that this means Sweets was right."
"About what?"
"She was killed in a fit of rage. I think our murderer is losing his grip on reality."
Booth went back to the Hoover.
Booth and Bones had a session with Sweets later that day, and neither of them was looking forward to it. It would be the third one since the note from the murderer. Booth tried to distract himself from the thought, by getting the task force together.
"Ok, team, we have another victim. She was severely bludgeoned to death, and the Jeffersonian is having trouble with a reconstruction. I'd like everyone to search for missing persons within a perimeter of 400 miles whose name is either Mrs. White, or Miss Peacock. Maybe Hacker can see my lead as inconclusive, but we know the truth. Let's get busy. Agent Shaw, compile all names and send them to the Jeffersonian."
He walked out of the room. Within an hour, they had a name. The victim was Suzanne Peacock, from Denton, MD. She had two children and several grandchildren.
After Wendell discovered that the weapon was a wrench, Hodgins found the store where it was purchased, and Booth sent an agent to check it out. He knew it was useless, because he had an idea that they sold many wrenches a day, but at least it gave them something to do.
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Bones had a difficult time accepting the victim as Miss Peacock, because she still couldn't find concrete proof.
"Dr. Brennan, I finished cleaning the Bones."
"Thank-you Wendell, the victim, should have a remodeled fracture on the humerus, which occurred from an automobile accident at the age of seven. Please try to confirm identity."
Within fifteen minutes, Wendell found the proof they needed to identify the victim. She sent the information to the Hoover, and Booth arranged for them to visit the family. It was only an hour and a half away, so they wouldn't have to stay overnight.
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He stuck his head in Sweets' office.
"Sweets, we have to talk to the victims family, do you want to meet now, or later when we get back, because we won't make our appointment at 3."
"We can meet now, as long as Dr. Brennan is willing."
"Let me give her a call."
Booth called Bones, and she agreed to meet with Sweets now. She told Booth, that this would free up the rest of the day if they wanted to go home. Booth didn't think he would be home that early, but he agreed with her.
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"Hey, Bones are you ready for this?"
"Yes, this is nothing but an excuse for Sweets to use our relationship, to help foster a sense of well being in himself."
They entered the office.
"Hello, Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan, how are you today."
"How does frustrated sound."
"Ok, Booth why are you frustrated?"
"Well, let's see, first, a murderer is roaming the streets, killing people whose names are listed in a children's game. Second, my boss doesn't believe that the idea that the murders are based on a game, so he won't let me tell the press. Third, Bones has been threatened. Fourth, I am in charge of a task force for a murderer that can't be caught, so it could kill my career within the next few weeks. So, Sweets, you tell me, why am I frustrated?"
"Well, Agent Booth that is quite a list. Can you tell me what you do to relax when you're frustrated?"
"We have sex."
"Bones, don't tell him that."
"Why? You told me that when you're frustrated with something at work, you like wild uninhibited sex."
"Bones, don't tell the kid that, you know he's too young."
Sweets ignored the comment, but he knew he had to pull them back before they succeeded at closing him out of their conversation.
"I'm serious Agent Booth, what helps you to relax."
"I run, or work out. Sometimes I go to the range and practice. It depends on the day."
"And how about you Dr. Brennan, what do you do?"
"I don't get frustrated. I know that it is useless to worry about something that is inevitable, and if not I correct the error."
"How about this case, do either of you feel upset or concerned."
"We are, but we are doing our best, and we know we will catch him."
Booth added, "The task force and I have compiled quite a bit of information on the murderer, and you have provided us with a description, so we think we are getting close."
"How about your relationship? Has there been any change in your relationship since this case has started?"
"No, our relationship is fine, Sweets this is getting to be a pain in the neck. Why do we have to come here? Can't you just say we come, and we can go out to dinner or something, because I'm starved, and I could really use some Thai.? I'm sure Bones would treat you to dinner, if you want."
"Booth you know this is requested by Deputy Director Hacker. I can't change the parameters of the request."
"Sweets, I'm hungry too, are we done for today, because it's not good to keep a pregnant woman away from food."
Booth turned his head to look at Bones.
"What did you say?"
"I'm hungry."
"Me too, let's eat. Ok, Sweets see you next week, we are going to eat."
They both got up and walked out the door.
"Well, I guess we're… done."
Sweets finished as the door closed behind them.
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"Bones that was great! You are definitely getting better at acting."
"Booth what are you talking about?"
"In there with Sweets, you know telling him you were hungry so we could leave."
"But, Booth I am hungry. Can we eat? Once you mentioned it, I realized that my progesterone levels must be very high, for I am craving something salty. I also believe that I lack the appropriate amount of iron in my system, because I would like some soybeans, or perhaps peanut butter."
"Again with the peanut butter? What pregnant woman craves peanut butter?"
"Peanut butter is high in iron, and since I am craving peanut butter I must need more iron in my diet. If you don't want me to eat peanut butter, I can eat soybeans instead."
"Why don't you just have a steak, then you would get all the iron you need from that rich red meat. Don't you want one Bones?" He raised his eyebrows as he looked at her with a smile on his face.
"Peanut butter has enough iron to satisfy my needs. Red meat won't make it any better."
"Are you saying peanut butter is better for you than a steak?"
"Technically, yes."
"Bones, I will never understand your desire to avoid meat. I accept you the way you are, because I love you, but I still don't understand."
"Booth, if you would let me explain the damage you do to both your circulatory and your digestive systems, by eating red meat, you would avoid them too."
"Nope Bones, never going to happen. You eat what you want and I'll eat what I want. I am not going to let you ruin the one thing I enjoy in this world."
"I thought the one thing you enjoyed in this world was sex with me?"
"Ok, let me rephrase that, the one eatable thing."
"I can think of a non meat thing that you enjoy eating, that also pertains to sex."
"You know what Bones, let's forget this conversation for now, because if I didn't know any better I would think you were teasing me."
"And why do you think I can't tease you?"
"I didn't think you knew how."
"Booth I have told you many times, I have a very steep learning curve, and over the years I have learned many things from you."
He looked at her and saw a sly smile on her face.
Booth just shook his head and continued driving.
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