Jobless
"You're quiet this evening, Booth. Bad day in court?"
"The Hanover case goes to the jury tomorrow. I'm sure he'll be acquitted. DA Lundborg told Deputy Director Jamison that I torpedoed her case. He's not pleased."
"Why would she say that, Booth? We gave her all the evidence we had. It's not your fault it couldn't be stretched to fit Hanover. She shouldn't have taken it to trial."
"Sean Callahan was a popular man. There was a huge outcry to catch his murderer, and the DA caved to the pressure to take it to court. Hanover was the best option she had and it didn't work out. She's upset that she failed. Since we argued about taking it to court, she's blaming me."
"You'd never deliberately ruin a case."
Booth nodded. "I know. My testimony was fine, but the defense called Agent Timmons to 'fill in details'. They twisted her words, she got flustered, and made lots of mistakes. It was my responsibility to prepare her to testify so I get to take the fall. That's how the chain of command works. Jamison called me in after court and chewed my ass royally."
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Brennan spoke quietly. "Are you still employed?"
"Yeah….I'm not going to be jobless over this thing. I'm too far up the food chain. They'll just pass me over for promotions and give me the junk cases no one else wants. I'll be on the back burner for a while. No big deal."
"Are you going to be happy in a situation like that, Booth? You've always been successful in the FBI. You're proud of your work. It's been your whole career...your life."
He shrugged. "I don't care anymore. The FBI's just a job. You, Bones", he said, embracing her, "you're my life."