A/N: My first ever attempt at Bones fanfic! Hope you like! And a huge thanks to avaleighfitzgerald for helping out with this!

Mystery In The Woods

Doctor Temperance Brennan stood hunched over the remains of a fleshless skeleton. From what she could tell it was a male, perhaps 16 or 17 years old who had died of natural causes. His remains held no sign that suggested murder, however Brennan wasn't prepared to drop the case quite yet.

Normally it would be easy to eliminate the different scenarios and get straight to the point but there was something different about this one. It didn't look like a murder according to the skeletal remains, but every other piece of evidence pointed in that direction.

The skeleton had, after all, been found only a day earlier in the forest and the lack of flesh on the bones when it – no, when he – was found, also led Brennan to believe that something was off. Using various techniques, they'd worked out that the boy had died a year earlier.

It seemed very unlikely that the boys' disappearance would have gone unnoticed for so long by his parents or his friends and even if a police report had been made, the boy should've been found ages ago. Something was definitely off.

Brennan could feel it in her bones.

"Bones!" called a friendly, deep voice, interrupting her from her thoughts. "Hey!"

Brennan glanced up to see her well-built FBI partner, Special Agent Seeley Booth standing nearby. "Hey," she replied, smiling at him distractedly. "What's up?"

Booth shrugged. "Nothing much, actually. I was just wondering if you want to come by to Wong Fu's when you're done here?" He watched her as she focused back on the skeleton in front of her.

"Maybe. I don't know if I'll be finished for a while though," Brennan finally answered. "This case is a lot more complicated than I'd hoped."

"Why? What's wrong?" Booth asked curiously. He moved closer and peered over her shoulder at the skeleton.

"This boys' skeleton displays no definite signs that suggest murder," Brennan started. "Yet all of the evidence, excepting the lab work, states the opposite."

"Huh. Well, that's a drag."

Brennan rolled her eyes wearily and continued working. "You know you can go if you want to, don't you Booth?"

"Are you trying to tell me something?" Booth shot her an amused look as she glanced up at him again.

"No," she said wryly. "I just thought you wanted to go out or something. And I work better alone, anyway."

Booth shrugged and gestured towards the door. "Well, you know where I am if you want to join me." He paused and watched as the anthropologist turned back to her work yet again, obviously thinking that he was going to leave her alone now.

"I'd really like to see you there," he pushed, chancing it. "Do you think you can come?"

Brennan stopped for what felt like the millionth time and looked up to meet his hopeful gaze. "Fine. I'll be there," she told him, a little reluctantly. "Give me ten minutes."

Booth grinned and slapped her playfully on the shoulder. "I knew you'd come through!"