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"Dolphin"
*Trigger warning*
Booth and Chelsea are driving at night in the rain, with sirens and flashing lights on.
"What'd you do?" Booth looks over at Chelsea.
"I read, walked on the beach, chilled."
Booth furrows his eyes. "You chilled. In Darfur. You chilled in Darfur."
" In North Carolina. I changed my vacation plans to spend time with my sister. Melanie and I talked about it and we really want to find Dad." Chelsea nods. Life for Chelsea was different she found bones that was her mother's she found out that her mom was dead in the worse way possible and now she was making amends with her sister and trying to act like a big happy family.
" No, okay, well just so you know, the FBI is going to find your father, no matter what you want."
Chelsea just rolls her eyes at Booth. "Melanie and I don't want the FBI to backburner its search." Booth makes a sharp left turn, and the tires squeal on the wet pavement."Is it okay to go over on two wheels like that?"
"Only when making sharp turns at high speeds. Okay, Cherry, why don't you have a little, uh, you know, faith in me, okay? I'm not gonna backburner the case all right? I'm gonna...find your father."
Chelsea just turns to look out the window. " Melanie said you'd say that."
"You really keep saying 'Melanie' a lot."
"Well, I lost Melanie for fifteen years. I like the sound of it. ... My sister." She makes a face. " What's with the siren? And why are you driving like a maniac?"
They arrive to see a car engulfed by flames, Booth and Chelsea arrive at the scene. They see several people milling about, as well as a fire truck in the background; firefighters are working to put out the car fire as well as a smoking overturned train car. A man with a bloody face is being treated by a paramedic.
" Got passenger cars on the tracks, one on the side...there's gonna be fatalities," Booth explains Chelsea is putting her hair up into a ponytail
A woman with dark hair and light skin emerges holding a severed arm." Stan! I need some gauze. Danny? You won't find the owner of this in the next ten minutes, he'll bleed to death. Starting..".sets timer on the watch around the wrist of the severed limb. "...now. Cam the woman looks up, and spots Chelsea and Booth. She smiles at Booth. "Seeley."
