2.

Sorry the first chapter was short but I was running out of time and I wanted to get it started because it's easier to add to it once it's created on FF.

The notion and sensation of lunch had eluded Sweets who went from intrigued database searches to downright perplexed. When Sweets first got back to the office he was initially more interested in questioning why the FBI and Jeffersonian were heading up the case than the case itself. At first he questioned if it were a test of his skills as an agent who was leading a case but it seemed like a pretty hefty expense and one he doubted. His suspicions were unable to be cleared when he was unable to find anyone who could answer his questions about who assigned it. Sweets turned to the one person he knew he could talk to and trust.

"Not now Sweets I'm busy." Booth answered crushing Sweets notion of trust and a readily available ear.

"Booth! Quick question!" Sweets pleaded and the agent gave a heavy sigh.

"Okay, quick alright, Bones and I are about to question a suspect, I'm pretty sure he's the one responsible for the last five bodies we've found." Booth sounded tired from working long hours and chasing leads. Suddenly Sweets question sounded slightly less important than when he first called.

"You know what, uh, never mind." Sweets said and he could hear the agent's burly and unpleased sigh radiate over the phone. "It's just a case I'm working on, but you know it's fine, I'm sure it's all good."

Booth's tone softened. "Well are you sure Sweets, I don't want you getting in over your head."

Sweets tried to take that as a friendly gesture and not that he was an incapable idiot

"No, it's just a dead guy, no ID, but we'll get him." Sweets said trying to sound confident and capable.

"Okay, well if you need us…" Booth's tone was that of helpful but Sweets couldn't help but feel like he was asking a big brother to walk thru a dark house with him. "No! Uh, I mean, no, it's fine. I was just curious about some chain of command stuff but I see the person I was looking for now so I'm good, if you need a profile or something…"

"Thanks Sweets, I think we got them ourselves this time." Booth hung up and Sweets tried to knock the chip from his shoulder at the overall feeling of the conversation. Well I don't need you either! Sweets said to himself and ignored how childish it sounded. But one thing he found himself sure of, he was going to solve this case and then they'd see he could do it.

That brought Sweets back to the present when he got off the phone with Booth, Angela called. She was surprised to not find the guy's prints in the database, but if he had never been fingerprinted as a kid or arrested he may not be. Still Sweets found that interesting based on the fact that the man also had no ID. Angela was going to run dentals which gave Sweets time to dig thru the FBI database to search for any other crimes in that area. He found none around the time Angela called back to say that the facial scan and dental database also turned up no results and that though Aristo was sure there was no sign of tooth decay, the man had extensive dental work done.

Sweets felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, why does someone have unnecessary dental work done? A fetish? That didn't seem likely so Sweets continued to dig and received a call.

"Sweets here." Sweets answered slightly absentmindedly.

"Is this the agent from the scene?" A woman with a bedroom voice asked. Sweets was intrigued. Things with Daisy had ended, Jessica Warren fizzled and Sweets was restless and now a bit intrigued.

"Yes, this is he." Sweets answered trying to sound professional.

"I have some information about the man who was….was found this morning." Sweets detected the hesitant sound in her voice, remorse for killing him? For not doing something? Sweets ran scenarios thru his mind.

"Did you know the man?" Sweets asked.

"No." She said but Sweets suspected that was a lie. He couldn't see her expressions over the phone but he could sense she was hiding something, but she seemed eager to talk. "No, I didn't…" she sighed. "He was there at midnight, waiting. I saw him waiting. He was smoking a cigarette."

"Okay, what were you doing at the scene?" Sweets asked. "And why didn't you want to mention anything sooner."

"Genevieve?" A voice asked in the background and quickly the woman hung up. Sweets quickly called IT and traced the call, five minutes later he had the information, a burner cell.

Sweets wondered briefly is this was some sort of prank on a new agent but a man was dead, and there was nothing funny about that. Sweets ran the name Genevieve but naturally found a lot of information with no visible connection to the case so far. Sweets was feeling frustrated, he had only been on the case a few hours and he knew it was too soon, but still he felt like he wasn't in the loop on something.

It wasn't until Sweets looked at one of the crime scene photos that he felt a chill, a few feet from the deceased was a statue, Generaux Louis Genevieve IV. That's a hell of coincidence. Sweets said to himself.

His phone rang again, this time it was Cam, she wanted him at the Jeffersonian, ASAP. The tone of her voice suggested he get there like, yesterday.

"So what's…." Sweets said but stalled when the interest in him was with troubled eyes that belonged to Cam & Aristo. "Everything okay with you guys?" Sweets asked but he got his answer when the pair looked embarrassed.

"No, Dr. Sweets I assure you we are fine." Cam explained. "As a couple. I mean, not that we…" Cam was clearly now confused in what she wanted to say. Aristo motioned for her to calm down.

"Thank you for asking Dr. Sweets, we are fine but we are quite puzzled with what we have found. Perhaps we can bring you up to speed." Aristo suggested and Sweets nodded now that his interest was greatly amplified.

Cam felt Aristo was doing a better job of speaking than herself so she motioned for him to continue. "Yes, well I was going over the man's belongings, which you know since you collected the evidence but his clothes, they are another story."

"Okay, how's that?" Sweets asked leaning in closer to the table to view the apparel which had been laid out for inspection.

"The clothing are all of a very high quality, the shirt is one hundred percent silk, as is the tie, each item, top of the line." Aristo explained.

"Okay, so if they're top of the line that may not be very many stores we could find out if he matches any of their customers…" Sweets stopped talking when Aristo began shaking his head.

"All of the tags have been removed from the clothes." He explained.

"Like they were handmade?" Sweets asked.

"No, you can see here…" Aristo said holding up the button down shirt at the neckline. "You can see where a tag was but in each one the tags have been removed."

"Why?" Cam asked searching the profiler for an explanation.

"Well it could be that he liked the clothes but he didn't want to be defined by designer labels." Sweets knew it was weak so he voiced his other option. "Or he didn't want anyone to be able to track where he bought them from."

"Well I'd like to say that's where it stops getting weird." Cam said with a nervousness. "But we're only getting started."

"You'll notice the heavy perspiration on the shirt." Aristo pointed out.

"Yeah it was pretty warm last night, fall hasn't quite set in yet." Sweets observed.

"Which leads a person to wonder why he was wearing an undershirt, a button down shirt, a sweater vest and double breasted jacket completely buttoned up." Cam said motioning to the clothes.

Sweets didn't have an explanation for that. "Cold blooded?" He suggested.

"Cold blooded and shivering while perspiring?" Aristo asked pointing to the sweat stains.

"This shirt also has cufflinks." Cam pointed out. "One is missing. I've sent Hodgins back to the scene to make sure it isn't in the grass somewhere."

"That seems awful thorough." Sweets said wondering why Cam placed so much importance in the man's accessories.

Cam resisted an urge to roll her eyes. "This man is meticulous in everything about how he dresses, look at the pleat in his pants, the perfect press of his pocket hankie. He didn't just forget one cufflink. And besides…" She said pointing to the one remaining. "It has a letter on it."

Sweets noticed what she saw, the cufflink with the "S" on it and with a missing identity, that could be essential in finding the man.

"The other could be his other initial." Sweets deduced and Cam nodded.

"Let's hope."

"No such luck." Hodgins said walking in the door and setting down his case. Cam let out a silent groan of defeat but Sweets noticed it. "I went to comb the whole area but it was the weirdest thing…"

Sweets felt those hairs on his neck stand up again.

"There were a few guys there laying down some sod. I asked why and they said because of the body that had been there, they suspected an infestation. They took the dirt right out and laid in new. I haven't seen that before." Hodgins said while Cam couldn't help but notice the look on Sweets face.

"What is it Dr. Sweets?"

Sweets rubbed his head, why couldn't the first case all on my own without Booth OR Brennan be something easy? Instead he sighed and voiced his thoughts. "Okay, so a guy's found dead and before anyone knows anything the FBI and Jeffersonian are called in to investigate. When we do we find the guy is practically a ghost, and when we go back for evidence, it's being removed? Doesn't this seem strange to anyone?"

"Um yea!" Hodgins said salivating at the sound of a conspiracy.

"Heel Dr. Hodgins." Cam warned him. "Please tell me you're not siding with Dr. Hodgins on this." Cam asked Sweets, a strong plea in her voice, she couldn't handle a conspiracy.

"No, I don't think it's some big thing but I think something is up." Sweets thought back to his phone call earlier. "Someone wants us to find out what happened to this guy."

"Well I don't know if this will help but I've got one more for you." Hodgins said going to retrieve some evidence. "Before I left to try and find that cufflink I ran that cigarette you found." Hodgins tapped on the screen. "It's a Club cigarettes, once known as Kensitas Club is only available in the king variety. It has 10mg of carbon monoxide, 10mg of tar and 0.8mg of nicotine, it doesn't come in lights and it doesn't come filtered."

"So they are not easy to come by?" Cam asked.

"Only in the United Kingdom." Hodgins explained.

"So when was our victim in the UK?" Aristo asked.

"How did he get here?" Cam asked.

"What the hell is going on?" Sweets asked and realized it wasn't in his head like he meant for that question to be.