Bones X Reader(lesbian)

Booth= occasional meathead

Booth and Brennan rushed to get in the front seat of a shiny SUV. "Party in the back," I mumbled.

"Oh. See, Bones and I kinda have this awesome partner thing going and... well just don't screw up our mojo."

"I'll try not to," I grumbled.

Then I listened to the two argue about whether that was rude or not for the next 15 minutes.

When we parked I flew out of the car and approached Dr. Saroyan.

"Those two can be a bit much at first, but you'll get used to them," she said; waiving at Booth and Dr. Brennan.

"Still a lot better than my last job," I chuckled.

The crime scene was much less gory than expected. Behind a Chinese restaurant, there was a large dumpster. Inside that was two feet and a severed head.

The man that had screamed in my face yesterday was having a literal "field day" inside the dumpster. (Forgive me for my puns).

"Hey (F/N) come check this out."

Jogging over to him, I saw he appeared to be holding a handful of slimy maggots.

"These little guys are super important. Did you notice how there was almost nothing eaten off of the face or the feet."

I nodded.

"These must have already been living in the dumpster. Normally they would devour human flesh, which means that there is something about this body that makes it inedible."

"That's amazing. Gross, but amazing."

"I'm Dr Hodgins by the way. I would shake your hand but... maggots."

"Understood."

I walked over to where agent Booth was interviewing the man that found the body. He was a chef from the Chinese restaurant and nothing he said seemed particularly interesting.

When Booth was done he turned towards me.

"I can handle my self pretty well, you know."

"You were obviously in the millitary."

"Who told you that?" He said defensively.

"I can just tell. You carry yourself like a vet and talk like one too. My father served in the millitary, so I met a lot of people like you."

Booth smirked after a short silence. "What's a smart girl like you doing working as a body guard?"

"This is just a break from my other job."

"Which is?"

"SWAT and sometimes Bomb Squad."(people that defuse bombs.)

"Oh my god."

"I know." I said laughing. "You can't tell anyone."

"Why?"

"Sometimes it's nice to be seen as a simple security guard."

Just then Dr Brennan and Dr Saroyan approached us.

"The team and I are heading back to the lab to ID the victim. It sounds like Dr. Brennan is coming with you to interview a suspect."

"Let's roll," Booth said as we climbed back into the SUV.