OOM: Meeting With Booth

Jan 18, 2009 10:59

Hannah has three missed calls, and a voice mail message, all from Agent Booth, when she turns her phone back on after class. The message is a little ominious in its brevity -- Hey, kiddo, call me when you get this, okay? Whenever that is. Or maybe it's ominious in that for all he's clearly trying to sound light and neutral, Hannah can hear in ( Read more... )

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paladinsuitsyou January 18 2009, 18:25:28 UTC
"I hate that guy," Booth mutters in a harrassed tone, but the words themselves are said so casually it's clear he doesn't really meet it. It's also clear that he's just looking for some place to start talking, because this conversation is not going to be easy. "Sorry he was such a jerk."

Papers are strewn across Booth's desk, and it's clear he's very, very busy and extremely stressed out.

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argyle_princess January 19 2009, 01:15:57 UTC
"Well, he certainly won't be Mr. FBI Congeneality 2009," Hannah says, and it falls about as flat as Nebraska.

She can't quite make herself actually step into his office.

Nothing to do but start with the most viable candidate for Worst Cast Scenario.

"Is Brennan . . .?"

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paladinsuitsyou January 19 2009, 01:19:06 UTC
Booth looks up, realizing how this all must look. "Oh, God, Hannah, no. Brennan's fine."

That's not exactly true - none of them are fine - but she's alive. "She's uh, busy, or she'd be telling you this herself. Um. Which is. You remember the Gormogon case? The one we've been working on for what seems like forever now?"

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argyle_princess January 19 2009, 01:22:57 UTC
"The cannibal serial killer with the tooth bomb? Yeah, for some reason, that made an impression."

Can't imagine why.

"What about him?"

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