"Well, what do you think, Dr. B?"
"I think you're correct, Agent Aubrey. This roasted vegetable gyro is excellent. The fact that it's easy to transport makes it even better."
Aubrey grinned. "I like to eat on the way to a crime scene because I may not feel like eating afterward. Today it wasn't too bad. That guy makes excellent gyros, considering he's from Scotland."
"I'm quite annoyed that the park ranger allowed the remains to be moved. Valuable evidence was destroyed." Brennan took another bite. "I'm going to write a handbook detailing the correct treatment of evidence and crime scenes for the Park Service. They appear to need the benefit of my experience."
Aubrey smirked. "I think they have a handbook. They just don't read it. Mind if I make a doughnut stop for Booth?"
"Good idea. He's stuck doing paperwork in the office."
"Do you think Booth really wants to be deputy director, Dr. B?"
She thought a minute. "I think he feels it's the next logical step in his career, but I'm not sure he'll be happy if he takes the position."
Aubrey nodded. "Booth's a hands-on kind of guy. He'd go crazy if he had to stay behind a desk and do paperwork all day. Plus, he's good at training new agents."
"I've expressed my reservations about the deputy directorship, but I've also offered my support in whatever he chooses."
"Finally!", Aubrey said as the light changed to green. "I think the timing of the lights is off at this intersection." He accelerated his SUV into the intersection.
"Aubrey….look out!" A car had run the red light. It rammed the passenger side of Aubrey's car, crushing the door.
"Dr. B? Oh, my God." Aubrey dialed 911. "Yes...this is an emergency. I need an ambulance now!"