"Sorry who are you, exactly?"
"(f/n) (l/n), I'll be working in security. A body guard of sorts."
The man frowned. "Listen, Bones and I are fully capable of handl-""Booth, she could be helpful." I turned to smile at the brunette woman and was met with a cold stare. Frowning I turned back to the male.
"If you have a problem, you can take it up with the Jeffersonian."
"Oh yes, you must be the new security. I'm doctor Saroyan, your boss."
"Pleased to meet you."
She turned and led me up the stairs. We stood on a large well lit platform. It seemed as though I had stepped into the future. Expensive equipment was scattered about the lab as well as a few of my other coworkers.
"I'm Angela Montenegro," said a bright looking woman. She had chocolate brown hair and a nice white smile. I could tell I was going to like her. "Just ignore those two."
I turned to see the man and woman from before, staring unblinkingly at me.
"Let's continue your tour, Ms. (L/N), called my boss."
Before following her, I walked past the brunette who had been staring and whispered:
"I'm not an alien, you know."I swore I heard her say something about there "being no factual evidence about extraterrestrial existence whatsoever.."
I was startled by a sudden "KING OF THE LAB!" being shouted into my face. The man frowned, "You're not Wendel."
I smirked, " The name's (F/N) if you're asking."
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Later that day I found out that the woman was Dr. Brennan, but her partner calls her "Bones".
Her partner's name is Agent Booth (Should be easy enough to remember).I found out my job was to protect the Dr. and her agent, as well as the rest of the team. When Brennan and Booth work in the field, I accompany them. Otherwise, I hangout at the Jeffersonian.
Dr. Brennan said my protection is unnecessary, because she is a "master" of self defense. Hilarious.
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Bones X Reader(lesbian)
FanfictionYou are the new security at the Jeffersonian. You also might have a chance with the world's leading Forensic anthropologist.