“Hey, Will, you okay?” Xander asked his red headed friend, who was sitting on the back porch of the Summer’s household staring off into space.
“Yeah, I guess,” Willow said, distractedly. Something was obviously bothering her.
“Wanna talk about it?”
“Not really,” she said as he sat down next to her, “You wouldn’t understand.”
“Willow its me Xander, if you can’t tell me who can you tell?”
“I killed him.”
“I know. But it’s not your fault.”
“How can you say that? I killed him, no one else, me!”
“It wasn’t you Willow. That was someone else.”
“What if it wasn’t?” Willow asked fighting back tears.
“I know it was. Listen its over okay.”
“But what if something happens what if I turn evil again and….”
“You won’t. I won’t let you. I’ll protect you,” Willow smiled and the pair hugged. Xander held Willow placing his chin on her head and then he looked down at her, “And hey if you do I’ll just bring you back like last time.”
Willow smiled, “Xander? Can you tell me the yellow crayon story again?”
“Well, we were in preschool and…….”
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Dr. Brennan examined the decaying body that lay on the table in front of her. She picked up her record and pressed a button, talking into the microphone, “Adult male, approximately age 23, died approximately 6 months ago…..”
“The results came back,” Hodgins said.
“And?”
“Its human flesh.”
“There were pieces of it all over the ground near the body.”
“That’s not normal right?” Zack asked.
“God I hope not,” Angela chimed in.
“Analyze the body, see if you can find any clues,” Brennan said.
“Okay,” Hodgins said, “Zack are you coming?”
“Yeah.”
“I found an identity through the dental records like you asked,” Angela said, “His name was Warren Meers. Age 23,” Angela said, handing over the papers, “Why do you think they killed him?”
“Revenge,” Booth said, coming up behind the pair.
“Huh?” Angela said.
“When you sent over the id; I ran a check. Turns out Warren Meyers was not a good guy. He was suspected of the murder of Tara Maclay but the cops never found him.”
“Because he was murdered first,” Brennan concluded.
“Yup.”
“Any idea who it could be?”
“I’m not sure yet, I’m going to look into it, maybe questions the girl’s family and friends.”
“I’m coming,” Brennan said.
“Don’t you have anything better to do?”
“I’m coming.”
“Fine,” he said as they left.
Angela watched them go, “they so like each other.”
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