Hannah Griffith (
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Jeffersonian Institute Medico-Legal Lab
For the most part, Hannah has spent the first two days of her internship shadowing someone while they went about their regular routine. Usually, she follows Tempera--errr, Dr. Brennan, but also Ang--Ms. Montenegro and Dr. Hodgins and even the newly PhD'ed Dr. Addy. (Dr. Addy did not, contrary to confindent predictions, have kittens. But he also didn't know exactly how to deal with a sixteen-year-old intern, so he just talked very fast at her about whatever he was doing. Hannah caught about a fifth of it, understood maybe half of that, and tried not to smile.) She even talked briefly to Dr. Saroyen, who first asked how she met Dr. Brennan, and then tried to steer her towards pathology.
But there are times when people are doing things she really can't shadow -- because she lacks security clearance or because they require a level of concentration that doesn't lend itself to explaining as you go along or simply because there are some things you just don't show a sixteen-year-old intern, no matter how interested in forensic anthropology she is. And usually that means she's just off shadowing someone else, but now they're all reviewing something on the Angelator that Hannah can't see for at least one and possibly all of those reasons.
So she's settled at one of the couches on the balcony that overlooks the lab with coffee and her laptop. She's making notes on what she's seen and what she's learned, because she has a report to write when she gets back to Neptune. And if she finishes that, she has a pile of journal articles she's supposed to read. Or, you know, try to read.
But there are times when people are doing things she really can't shadow -- because she lacks security clearance or because they require a level of concentration that doesn't lend itself to explaining as you go along or simply because there are some things you just don't show a sixteen-year-old intern, no matter how interested in forensic anthropology she is. And usually that means she's just off shadowing someone else, but now they're all reviewing something on the Angelator that Hannah can't see for at least one and possibly all of those reasons.
So she's settled at one of the couches on the balcony that overlooks the lab with coffee and her laptop. She's making notes on what she's seen and what she's learned, because she has a report to write when she gets back to Neptune. And if she finishes that, she has a pile of journal articles she's supposed to read. Or, you know, try to read.
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But she's not really serious.
"I had thought we might run over at some point before you go back if we have time," she says to Hannah. "Since I work closely with the FBI it seems like an oversight to leave it out."
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She turns to Booth. "My principal is threatening to make me do a presentation in front of the school about my experiences here. I'm hoping he'll let me get away with just the written report. I kinda don't think most of my schoolmates are as interested in slime and particulates as I am."
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"Our work at the Jeffersonian may not be as 'sexy' as the FBI, but considering how often you bring us slime and bones to work with, I'd say the dull details have their place."
Brennan nods with a smug so there smile.
"Hannah, Zach is getting ready to start cleaning those bones, if you'd like to observe."
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"It was really nice to meet you, Agent Booth. I hope I'll see you again," she adds, getting up and piling her journals on top of the laptop.
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If this were a different kind of
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She's rather enjoying this.
"Are you here about the Norfolk case, or just visiting?"
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He's trying to lull her into a false sense of security here, see if he can't distract her for a moment. Then he'll pounce.
Of course, it is very hard to distract Brennan. Her mind can handle two or three times as much as a normal mind can.
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"We only have preliminary results so far."
Booth may find the lulling extremely difficult. If, for no other reason, than because Brennan knew going in that Booth's curiosity-o'meter would be pinging off the charts once he met Hannah. And that, subsequently, he would attempt to lull her into a false sense of security in order to try to get information out of her.
Brennan smiles.
"What do you think of Hannah?" she asks, nodding after her temporary intern.
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He gives her a Look. He should have known the lulling wouldn't work.
"She seems like a sweet kid. Tell me, though, Bones, when did you start taking interns? Especially random high school interns?
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"Hannah's hardly a random high school intern," she adds over her shoulder. "She's very interested in the field."
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"Yeah, I got that," he says. "What I didn't get is how you got involved in her life enough to know that. She's a fan, Bones, not a friend. But somehow she went from one to the other, and I can't help but wonder how and why."
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Brennan shrugs.
"She emailed to tell me that she liked my book. I answered. She had some questions about the science aspects. A regular correspondence developed. In most ways, it's no different than how most acquaintances are formed."
And Brennan and Hannah have made sure that they have the emails to back up their cover story.
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He's also sure he's not going to get it out of her today, so he lets it drop.
For now, anyway.
"She seems like a bright kid," he says. "I can see why you let her come in. Where's she from, anyway? Around here?"
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"She's very bright," she replies, leading the way into her office. She begins to sort through some files on her desk.
"No, she's not from around here. She's from Neptune, California, outside of San Diego. She flew out here over the weekend."
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Booth isn't insinuating anything. No, not at all.
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"No, they don't," Brennan replies. "Her school is very enthusiastic, given the Jeffersonian's prestige. The principal was very accommodating."
"Besides, part of the Jeffersonian's purpose is to encourage education in the sciences."
"Here's your copy of what we have so far," she adds, handing him a thin folder.
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He flips through the report, makes a face. "No cause of death yet?"
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She reaches over to point out a notation in his file. "Preliminary findings show a distinct depression in the back of the skull, but I want to examine the bones more thoroughly before I say what killed him."
She sits down in her desk chair.
"I think she does like it here," she says smiling. "And she fits in very well. She's not fazed by a lot of things, which helps." Brennan's tone takes on a distinct note of amusement. "Zach doesn't know quite what to make of her, but other than that she's fit in easily."
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He closes the file. It can wait.
"Glad to hear it. This'd be a tough place for most teenagers to handle. How's she doing with the remains themselves?"
He grins, also amused. "Somehow, that doesn't surprise me."
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"She experienced the normal initial level of discomfort that most people experience when they first try to examine human remains. That's natural. But clinical interest in the scientific details took over very quickly."
"And we're not exposing her to anything too terribly graphic."
Brennan tilts back in her chair comfortably. "I really hope she maintains an interest in the field. I think she could be very good at it."
They're aren't a lot of forensic anthropologists around. It's nice (albeit idle speculation) to think of Hannah joining the field as a colleague one day.
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No one really wants to expose a 16-year-old girl to a man who murders teenagers and then lets starving dogs eat them. Even the memory makes the normally stoic Booth wince.
"That'd be pretty cool," Booth agrees. "Even I know we need more squints of your caliber around."
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She grimaces slightly, remembering the Hollins case.
"There are some things you don't expose a 16 year old intern to, no matter how bright she is."
"Fortunately," Brennan adds, "most of what we've had to deal with this week has been fairly run of the mill."
Which is about as close as the Jeffersonian's medico-legal lab ever gets to 'quiet'.
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Booth is quiet for a moment, remembering. Then he shakes it off, smiles.
"Thanks for the files. And I'm glad I got to meet your Hannah."
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"I'm glad you got to meet her too. I probably would have brought her by the office if you hadn't stopped by."
Because, honestly, Brennan would have been a little disappointed if Booth and Hannah hadn't had a chance to meet, even if it meant some cloak and dagger.
"I'll let you know when we have more details."
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