CLIFFHANGER. Thanks, J. Chapter 3 already? Woah. Here goes nothing... -M
Chapter 3: I'd Rather Be Away
"Ma'am you're saying you haven't been in contact with your son in..." Booth's voice trails off, unknown of the amount of years.
"Nine years, agent," Megan Honnel says for him.
"Right.." Booth replies.
"Why did you lose contact with him?" Dr. Brennan asks, glancing between the husband and wife before them.
"He moved out, Doctor. We told him it was a bad decision, I guess he didn't listen..." Megan sniffed.
"I'm sorry, but agent you never told us what happened to him..." Nick Honnel said, his eyes flickering between agent Booth and his wife.
"Oh, I can answer that. There was a stab to his heart, simple. I also found that he had a cut in his phalanges —" Brennan says.
"Phalanges?" The couple ask with a perplexed looks.
"— fingers — on his right hand. It seems to be about a year old. Do you know could have caused that?" Brennan finishes.
"Sorry, Dr. Brennan, but as I told you and your partner," Megan glances to Booth and continues,"we haven't spoken with him in nine years."
"We understand, but what about your son and hockey?" Booth says, suspiciously darting his eyes between the two.
"He wanted to make it his profession... When we told him that wouldn't do any —" Megan tried to say, but Nick put his hand on her knee.
"Megan," Nick whispers harshly. Megan looks at Nick and then back at Brennan and Booth. "We're done here."
"Sure, but if you have anything, anything at all, please call..." Booth says as he pulls out his card of his suit pocket.
"Yes, of course," Megan says as Booth and Brennan are on the way to their car. When they finally get far enough they strike up a conversation.
"They're not telling us something," Booth says angrily, opening the driver's side door.
"If that's true then the feels are," Brennan says as she sits herself on the passenger's seat.
"What?" Booth asks, looking at her confused.
"The feels are real, Booth," Brennan explains, fastening her seatbelt.
"What the heck does that mean?" Booth asks in a loud tone, confused.
"I don't know, Dr. Addy said that to me, it must mean something..." Brennan explains in a loud voice.
"I'm pretty sure that you can't use that sentence unless you're talking about something else. What was he talking about?" Booth asks as he starts the cars' engine and leaves the Honnel's house.
"Harry Pickles, Harry Potter, Voldecat, and Voldemort," Brennan answers.
"Oh, well then.. The feels are real," Booth says. The rest of the way back to the Jeffersonian Institute is filled with silence.
When they arrive, about an hour later, Zach Addy is the first to approach the two. "I suppose that something went wrong?" He asks.
"How do you know, squint?" Booth asks him as the three of them walk.
At first Zack gave him a confused look then continued, "Well, for one thing, you're here agent Booth," Zach explains.
"And?"
"You two came in here with mutual expressions, which mostly gave it away because if there wasn't anything suspicious you'd be happy," Zach explains once more.
"Alright, alright, we get it. Now where's Cam?" Booth asks in a flustered tone.
"Dr. Saroyan is in her office. Go tell her the news, Booth. Dr. Brennan please come with me," Zach says. Booth goes to see Cam and Brennan goes with Zach to the platform.
"Dr. Brennan he has more injuries and the weapon that was used for the was —"
"A hockey stick..." Dr. Brennan finishes taking notice to the computer screen. "Used on the rib cage, spine, and fibula."
"Yes, so if a hockey stick was used why wasn't it used to finish him?"
"Well, how long have those been there?"
"Eight years, Dr. Brennan. He was nine. Maybe his parents had something to do with it?" Zach explains, pointing at all three injuries on the computer screen.
"Maybe. Booth and I will go over to the hockey rink he went to and talk with its manager and others who knew him," Brennan says. She walks toward the platform's stairs and turns around. "Great observations, Dr. Addy."
"Thanks, Dr. Brennan..." Zach says and a small smile appears on his lips. Within a second he looks back at the corpse laid on the table and continues his work. Brennan leaves the platform and goes to find Booth.