Previously . . .It’s the way high school halls work. One moment, they’re empty, and then a bell rings, and they fill very suddenly with people who have four minutes to get to wherever they’re supposed to be next
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Brennan has occasionally reflected that Booth would probably spend less of his life being irritated if he learned to view situations (like affluent high schools) with objective dispassionate interest.
On the other hand, there's nothing objective or dispassionate about the grin that crosses her face at the sight of Hannah.
"Hannah--it's so good to see you!" she says, giving her young friend a hug.
She steps back, still smiling. "I take it you didn't get my message that we'd be in town."
"It's Lynn Echolls." Booth says, knowing the case has been all over the news. It's hard to keep something like that under wraps. "Her kids went here, right?" He's surveying the hall as if it might have some sort of evidence to offer.
It doesn't, but he does grin at one girl who is staring at him really, really hard. She blushes, ducks her head and walks away quickly, causing Booth to look very puzzled.
Booth buries his confusion - it's not entirely relevant at the moment. He frowns, partly in irritation and partly in confusion, and draws himself up as tall as he can. Sam's close to him in height, but he lacks Booth's bulk.
"Hey, kid - Sam? Just...cool it, OK? FBI."
He's hoping the mellow tone works, but if not, maybe the largeness and the looming will send home the message that Sam really should just back off.
In the three minutes since English class ended, Booth and Brennan have managed to hug Hannah, call her "kiddo," twice, ask her about her incredibly gossip-worthy ex-boyfriend, get into a war of looming with one of her friends, and then tell that friend that they'd heard a lot about him. All of this in front of the entire student body of Neptune High.
So she must really like them, given that her response is, "Good to see you, too." And that there's not a trace of sarcasm in it.
But there is still a good bit of confusion.
"And . . . why are you here?"
Logan graduated two years ago, and Hannah can't imagine there's anyone here who would have a tie to the Echolls family.
"These kids shot video of Lynn Echolls jumping off a bridge. They're seniors now, and bringing the tape by later. We've gotta see if it will help us figure out how she faked her death." Booth shakes his head. "This place is messed up."
The halls have been clearing out in spite of the spectacle of the guy in the suit and his partner bugging a senior. When the bell rings, the few stragglers flee for class, leaving the halls empty once again.
"Hannah!" he says, a broad smile spreading across his face. "How's it going, kiddo?"
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On the other hand, there's nothing objective or dispassionate about the grin that crosses her face at the sight of Hannah.
"Hannah--it's so good to see you!" she says, giving her young friend a hug.
She steps back, still smiling. "I take it you didn't get my message that we'd be in town."
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Her friends, who she was walking with, are regarding all with open curiosity. So is pretty much anyone else who happens to be in this hallway.
"What -- why are you here?"
Not that she's not happy to see them. She's just also very very confused.
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She seems completely oblivious to the odd looks their small group is garnering from the passing students in the hallway.
"I sent you an email right before we left, but I wasn't sure if you'd have a chance to get it before you left for school."
This trip to California had been pretty short notice.
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It doesn't, but he does grin at one girl who is staring at him really, really hard. She blushes, ducks her head and walks away quickly, causing Booth to look very puzzled.
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"Who the hell do you think you are?" says one of the guys she was walking, stepping forward slightly. "Showing up and bothering her about that?"
"Sam," says Hannah, shaking her head. "Don't."
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"Hey, kid - Sam? Just...cool it, OK? FBI."
He's hoping the mellow tone works, but if not, maybe the largeness and the looming will send home the message that Sam really should just back off.
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The floor, alas, has not opened up and swallowed Hannah whole, though she's rather wishing it would.
Floors are notoriously uncooperative that way.
"Sam, it really is all right," Hannah says, very quietly.
He looks back from Booth to Hannah. "You sure?"
"Really."
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Males and their dominance displays.
"Sam? It's nice to meet you--I've heard a lot about you," she says. And she really doesn't mean for that to sound scary.
Turning back to Hannah.
"We were hoping we could get together with you while we were here. We didn't know that the investigation would be taking us to Neptune High."
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"It is good to see you, though, kiddo," he says, trying to sound conciliatory. As if he hadn't been looming just a moment before.
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In the three minutes since English class ended, Booth and Brennan have managed to hug Hannah, call her "kiddo," twice, ask her about her incredibly gossip-worthy ex-boyfriend, get into a war of looming with one of her friends, and then tell that friend that they'd heard a lot about him. All of this in front of the entire student body of Neptune High.
So she must really like them, given that her response is, "Good to see you, too." And that there's not a trace of sarcasm in it.
But there is still a good bit of confusion.
"And . . . why are you here?"
Logan graduated two years ago, and Hannah can't imagine there's anyone here who would have a tie to the Echolls family.
Well, you know, aside from her.
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The halls have been clearing out in spite of the spectacle of the guy in the suit and his partner bugging a senior. When the bell rings, the few stragglers flee for class, leaving the halls empty once again.
well, almost empty.
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"We're probably holding you up," Brennan says. Well, no 'probably' about it, really.
"We'd like to get together with you later though, if you're free."
To catch up personally, for certain. And Booth is probably going to have some questions for Hannah in a professional capacity.
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"And, um, sure. We can meet for coffee or something, after school?"
Preferably some place none of her classmates hangs out.
Please.
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It's impersonal and corporate. Teenagers would never hang out there, right?
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