"Welcome home, Maddie," Booth said as he tossed his keys on the table, "Home sweet home!"
"It's nice," Maddie nodded politely as she glanced around.
"Come here, I'll show you your room."
Booth led Maddie down a hall and to the bedroom that used to be his sons. There was a twin sized bed, a desk with a computer, and a television. There was also a dresser and a full-length mirror against the closet door.
"It used to be my son's," Booth explained, "Before her went off to college."
"Will he be upset to come home and find me taking it over?"
"Nah. Park will understand. Are you hungry? I can fix something if you'd like or we could go somewhere…"
"No, I'm not hungry," Maddie shook her head, "But I would like to get some of my things from my mom's place, is that okay?"
"That's fine," Booth said with a nod, "Do you want to go now?"
Booth grabbed the keys off the table and in no time at all, the Expedition was back on the highway. Booth remembering Bones not wanting to give up the apartment while away in Egypt. She had asked Angela before she left to take care of it for her until she returned. Booth hadn't been inside the apartment in nearly two decades and the thought of him in there without Bones was unsettling.
"I remember," Booth nodded.
"How well did you know my mother?" Maddie asked.
"Pretty well. She was my partner. She worked in the Jeffersonian as a forensic anthropologist and I was an F.B.I agent. She found out who killed who and I got the bad guys. We were a great team."
"It sounds like it."
"When she…when she left to take the excavation job in Egypt, I begged her not to go. I know it was selfish of me to want her to stay but I just…I didn't want to lose her. She told me it was something she had to do and left. I…I never saw her again."
"Didn't she write to you?"
"Once. She told me she was sorry but she needed to get away and that she loved me and hoped that one day I'd find happiness. She wished me luck and safety with my job and told me that she'd always think of me."
"Mom mentioned a man who worked as an F.B.I agent. I'd always hear her say little things like 'Booth!' whenever something was bothering her. I thought it was a curse word growing up."
"Temperance turning my name into a curse word! Now that's something I'd expect."
"Booth…I miss her."
"You know something kid, I miss her too.
After collecting some of Maddie's things such as stuffed animals and photo albums, Booth drove her home. He couldn't bring himself to go inside so he had just waited outside the door. Once she had gotten everything she wanted, they headed back to her new home.
"I need to make some phone calls, okay?" Booth announced as he hung up his jacket.
"Okay," Maddie nodded as Booth left for the kitchen.
He picked up the phone and began to dial the familiar phone number. He closed his eyes and ran a hand through his brown hair. How long had it been since he had talked with her?
"Who is this?" Demanded the voice on the other line.
"Booth – Seeley Booth."
"Booth?" Camille's voice was shocked, "Booth? Uh…hi! How are you?"
"Cam, I have a huge favor to ask of you."
"Bones…Bones was in a car crash last night. She…she is dead."
"Oh God," Booth could practically see Cam covering her mouth with her hand.
"The thing is, I don't know if it was just an accident. They are saying she was very intoxicated but Bones would never drink. It…it just doesn't add up to me."
"Do you want us to review the body?" Camille asked.
"Of course. Oh God, drunk driving?"
"Yeah. They said her blood alcohol level was extremely high."
"It…it isn't like Bones at all. Especially what with having a kid and all."
"Bones has a kid?"
"Yup – Madeline Rose. And guess who got custody?"
"You?" Cam's voice was confused, "You?"
"Booth…you haven't seen Bones in years."
"Almost two decades but she said in the will that she wanted me to raise her daughter. She's sixteen."
"Wow. Are you cut out for that?"
"Hey, I think I did a heck of a job raising Parker, Miss-Never-Wants-Kids."
"That's Mrs-Never-Wants-Kids to you, pal," Camille corrected.
"Yup. Married now."
"Congratulations to you and the lucky husband."
"Thank you. So will the body be shipped here?"
"It's on its way."
"Great. Do you want to come over while we examine it?"
"You'll let me?"
"Of course. This is your case, right?"
"Well," Booth bit his lip, "No one really knows it's a case. They think it was just an accident but I have a gut feeling that there's something more to this."
"We'll have a look. Come over tomorrow around noon and we can work on the body."
"Who…who is still there?"
"Angela and Hodgins."
"Wow…old memories are coming back."
"I have a feeling this case will unearth lots of old memories…for all of us."