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Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 3,217
Spoilers: none
Warning: This involves dub-con and rough sex.   A/B/O themes
Disclaimer: This is entirely a work of fiction.  It is in no way representative of any of the men who are named in it, nor is it meant to imply anything about them.

*Jared POV*

Jared was surprised to find that when the morning came he was the first Alpha back on the scene.  He didn’t know why that sick, idiotic excuse for an Alpha Stephen had left but he was imminently glad.  He doubted he could put up with one second more of him.  He toyed with the idea of getting on stage and fucking with Jensen but opted instead to resume his seat and savor the feeling as the other Alphas broke him down for him.  Locking eyes from the audience, the two realized immediately this was some sort of competition, as was everything they’d done really.  There was a creak on the stage and Jensen looked back.  Jared smirked.  He won...again.

Jensen seemed shocked to see Jeff, but Jared wasn’t.  He had seen this before.  The washed up Alpha was wearing his leather outfit.  It did show off Jeff’s furry figure well.  The harness on his chest amplified the frame of a solid physique left over from his glory days  The chaps focused everyones attention in on his ass and the shiny piercing in his cock called everyone’s eyes there.  He’d even busted out the nipple piercings.  He stomped over to Jensen, taking the boy by the chin and pulling him into a deep kiss.   When it was done he gave a grunt of approval, a very rare grunt from him especially in these instances. “You are to call me Daddy,” Jeff said simply and sternly. “Is that understood?”

“Sure is, Daddy,” Jensen replied directing his gaze past Jeff and towards Jared.  Jared barely noticed.  He was busy thinking about the way his fathers dick leapt when Jensen called him ‘daddy.‘   Now that was a a true fantasy come true for Jeff, a son he was proud of.

Many would say they were surprised Jeff went all out.  Jared wasn’t.  His father had obsessed over the Omega for years.  He was not going to waste his one chance to fuck him without going all out.

Jared could still remember Jensen’s Harrowing.  He had just become an official tier one Beta and he was with his father and a handful of his trusted advisors as the new prospects were being trotted out.  The very second he laid eyes on Jensen Jeff proclaimed, “That one’s got an Alpha spirit.” Jared could hear the words in his head on rewind, and often did.  “I want him.  I need someone decent to take over when I’m too old.”  And everyone agreed.  Jared remembered the moment like knife in his gut.  It was bad enough his father thought so little of him, but to actually say a foot from his face.  It was then he realized how invisible he was to his father.  The rest of the process he fawned over Jensen promising him everything in the world while ignoring his own son.  And the damn fool had the audacity to say no!

When it first happened Jared was amused, it served Jeff right after all.  But then the boy turned down the other two offers.  He was foolhardy by historic measures and that seemed to only make Jeff redouble his interest.  He spent many uneasy nights stalking the Omega, sending Betas to spy on him.  He admired him sexually, and moreover he respected him in a way Jared never thought possible, for he had experienced nothing like it from his father.  “Am I your favorite, Daddy?” Jensen’s voice panted.

That pulled Jared back to the present.  He had missed most the action, which was more a blessing than anything else.  Jensen was face down, his head on the ground with his legs in the air.  Jeff was holding his ankles up by his own head while his cock slammed into Jensen’s ass.  He was letting out the kind of low carnal growl he always did when he was lost in a sexual stupor.  “You’ve always been my favorite,” he croaked seconds before his rutting came to a stop with a body shaking orgasm.  As Jeff lowered Jensen’s feet back to the ground his cock slid out and Jensen and the boy turned to face him.

“Sorry, Daddy.” Jensen smirked “Looks like you’re still stuck with the son you’ve got.”

“What?” Jeff looked confused as he came down from his high.

“Do you not remember what you say during sex?” Jensen laughed, doing so he reached over and tugged at one of Jeff’s nipple piercings playful.  Jeff looked enraged.  He smacked Jensen hard across the face.  It was sickeningly loud and Jared could practically feel the sting on his own cheek.  He laughed on the inside.  If Jensen wanted to play at being Jeff’s son he better get ALL that it entails.  The side of his father that so few people ever truly got to see.

“You watch your mouth, boy!” The man bellowed a fired burning in his eyes.  “You touch what you are told to touch.  You speak when I tell you to speak.  You are nothing.  I am your Alpha.”

Jensen was visibly taken aback, even he could not keep his smart ass veneer up in the face of one of Jeff’s polarizing switches. He tried his best though.  He spit out “But you’re not.  You’re not my Alpha and you never will be.”

That was a mistake.  You didn’t talk back to father, not if you were right or if you were wrong.  There was another crack along Jensen’s face.  “You need me to teach you your place?  Teach you how a man acts?” He had started in on a rant when the doctor rushed up.  He blurted out about how this type of beating was expressly forbid.  He pointed out that Jeff’s time was done and should exit the stage.  Jeff just swatted the Beta away and tried to return his temper to his target.  But it was too late both Chrises, Hemsworth and Evans, had rushed the stage.  Hemsworth swooped behind him and pulled his arms back to restrain him.  Evans tried to speak some sense into him and eventually he calmed down.  This would be a point of discussion for years to come.  News to most, but it was old hat to Jared.  Jeff had shifted back into logical mode felt embarrassed and went off away to where ever it was he went in such times.

In the meantime the doctor had checked up on the Omega, made sure he was fit.  He announced the breeding would presume and both Hemsworth and Evans remained on the stage.  As a whole those boys were real Alphas, cut from the same cloth.  Blonde haired, blue eyes mountains of men, it was commonly known that where one Chris went the other would follow.  They were mates, not officially of course.  That would require one give up their Alpha status and both had the good sense to know how awful an idea that would be.  Still they treated their packs as one, and had some sort of sexual relationship, the details of which remained unclear.

The Alpha pair made quick work of Jensen’s stupid banter.  They disrobed him and got him on his knees where he belonged.  The Alphas stood side by side, with and arm over each other’s shoulders as Jensen bobbed back and forth from one man’s dick to the other.  Once they were both fully hardened, Jensen began lapping his way up their supremely muscled torsos.  When he’d worked his way up the two blondes pulled Jensen into a long drawn out kiss.  Hemsworth gave Jensen a playful slap on the ass and then said, “Lay back on the bench.  We’ll be right over,”

As Jensen assumed his position, Alphas finished their passionate lip lock.  Evans ran his hand up Hemseworth’s chest and they exchanged smirks.  “You go first,” Hemsworth said a nod.  Evans made his way to the Omega’s ass and prepared his hole.  As he slid in to Jensen, Hemsworth made his way to the boys face and began fucking that slutty mouth of his.  After giving Jensen the spit roasting he deserved, Evans relented.  Hemsworth demanded the boy get up, and took a seat on the mating bench.  He ordered Jensen to ride him and the slut excelled at that like all things.  Straddling the mammoth he sent him into a bliss that couldn’t be described.  It was perhaps the only time in the encounter when Hemsworth forgot about Evans, Jensen bouncing on him while toying with his chest.  Jensen’s own cock had been hard as a rock throughout the encounter, a sign to Jared that he did in fact love being a little slut.  As his eyes drifted, Jared noticed Evans was lubing up his own cock rather generously.

*Jensen POV*

Jensen wasn’t sure what the precise point was when he gave up resisting in this encounter and just went with it, but he didn’t rightly care.  Alpha Hemsworth was wide as he was tall and he was Jensen’s only chance to ever play with a man this humungous, Jensen wouldn’t be surprised if he was the only man this size in the world.  Alpha Evans was no slouch either and being between them was undeniably titillating.  The pair of lover though harsh with a very Alpha sense about them had been respectful of him, and he would have to do this anyway.  So he enjoyed the sensation of being stuffed with Alpha cock while watching Hemsworth’s long gorgeous hair flowing in the wind as his sweaty pec pressed against Jensen’s own body.  Jensen had almost forgot all about Evans until he felt a hand on his shoulder.  “I was wondering where you got off to.” Jensen cooed without slowing his rhythm.

“No way in hell I’d walk out on this,” Evans replied before gently kissing the back of his neck.  Hemsworth’s hand fell on Jensen’s hips slowing him to a halt and Jensen took the cue and stopped.  “I feel I should warn you, I hear this next part can be quite painful at first.”

Jensen had no idea what Evans was talking about initially.  Hemsworth’s hand slid up from Jensen’s hips and around his back.  He pressured the Omega down until he was lying flatly on top, with Hemsworth’s ample dick still plugging his ass.  Because of the Alpha’s massive height Jensen didn’t quiet lie face to face with him, instead his chin rested on the man’s pectoral pillow as he looked up into the Alpha’s face. Then Jensen felt it.  He let out a soft yelp as one of Chris’s fingers slid in beside’s Hemsworth’s cock.  Everything clicked.  “You’re gonna double penetrate me,” Jensen gasped.

Jensen felt his hole body vibrate as the soft chuckle rose from the man beneath him.  “Yes, pup.  We decided if either of us were to claim you, we’d want a man of your caliber as no less than first Beta.  We are very selective with those positions, as this is what we require of our first Betas.” Hemsworth explained, his left hand gliding up Jensen’s side to comfort him.   His right hand found Jensen’s and he interlaced their fingers.  Jensen was able to stifle his gasp as the second finger slid in but he gave Hemsworth’s hand one hell of a squeeze.

“Just try and relax,” It was Evans voice behind him.  His left hand lay on Jensen’s back, rubbing back and fort to distract him from the growing discomfort in his ass.  “You see I love Chris.  He won’t let me top him, however, and I’d never let a man top me.  This id how we express our love.” 

Jensen’s ass swallowed Evans third finger and he knew that the time for preparation was done.  “Don’t think about the pain.  Think about something you want and focus all your energy on that and you’ll get the pleasure,” Hemsworth instructed.  Jensen took a deep breath and closed his eyes.  He let himself melt into the comfort of the man’s muscles and just stared at the handsome doctor.  He almost saw stars when Evans’ cock slipped in him.  It was like he was being torn apart from the inside.  Both Alpha’s cocks warring within him, cramming every inch of his being.  But he slowed his breathing and began to listen.  He listened to their grunts and moans.  He listened to the sheer adoration they seemed to have for each other.  He felt Chris leaning down on him so he could make out with his forbidden mate, Jensen’s own body the vessel that gave their love form.  Then he was able to focus on the pleasure.  He was able to let himself melt away, lost in the sea of muscle around him. not an active participant as much as a vessel for the two macho men to express what couldn’t be said.  He found himself coating Hemsworth’s chest in spunk.  That didn’t stop them though the love birds fucked away cooing and kissing until each had busted a nut in his ass.  Neither knotted, which may literally had put him out of commission forever.

*Misha POV*

For his life Misha could not think of a livelier fertility ceremony in history.  They’d had a DP, a bottoming Alpha and some fucked up daddy issues but THIS was the main event.  The DP had bought Jensen some time but after running through a town’s worth of Alpha’s it was Jared’s turn.  When the Mayor approached the Omega it was immediately intense and bizarre.  The tension was thick as was the desire.  Objectively both men were gorgeous and all through the oddly combative lip lock and foreplay it was clear they wanted each other, it was also cleary they’d never admit that.  Jared had Jensen face away from the crowd and then he entered him.  He fucked him hard and fast doggy style, but both boys summoned every ounce of power in  them not to let on that they were enjoying things.  “You want this don’t you?” Jared snarled as his hips collided with Jensen’s read.  “Say it!”

“I want this,” Jensen grumbled.

“Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

Misha’s heart skipped a beat as he felt Jensen’s eyes on him, staring into him, speaking to him and shouting “I want YOU to fuck me.  You understand?  I want YOU to fuck me,”

He was speaking to him.  Other times he felt like it.  But this time he was sure.  Misha blushed a new shade of red and as he did he saw a spark light in Jensen’s eye.  “I knew it,” Jared snarled the sweat dripping from his brow.”

“Then why don’t you?” Jensen growled. “Why don’t you fuck me?  I’m waiting for you to fuck me.”

“You snide ass,” Jared snapped.  The Alpha tried to speed up his pace.  He tried to slam into Jensen with more force but he was already giving it his all, if anything he began to slow down.

*Jared POV*

“Come on, your father fucked me harder than this.” The Omega squealed, maintaining his resistance even now.  “He fucked me faster.  THey all fucked me faster.  They all fucked me better.” Jensen continued to berate him.

They were lies.  Jared knew they were lies except they weren’t.  Jared had never met his father’s standards.  He was many things.  He was smart.  He was strong.  He was fast.  He was beautiful.  But never was he the smartest, the strongest, the fastest the most fair.  “I am ALPHA,” He roared even as his thrusts slowed and the slut brought him closer to climax.  “I am the best.”

“No, you are not.” Jensen panted.

“Shut up,” Jared screamed he pulled out of Jensen twisted him to stare in his defiant little eyes as he started fucking him again, this time facing him.  “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jared spat.

“Oh I don’t.” The infuriating beauty challenged.  “I see through you, Jared.  I see what you are.  And it’s amazing.  And it is perfect.  And it is second best.”

*Jensen POV*

“You take that back,” Jared snarled, his attempts to sound intimidating nearly crumbling into sobs.  The fury in his eyes so apparent now as pain.  His desperate slowing thrusts failing to convince anyone he was half the man he preached to be.

“I could but it wouldn’t make it less true,” Jensen said his voice sweet more than anything.   “You don’t have to be the best Jared, no one HAS to be the best.”

“Shut your mouth,” Jared’s voice cracked.  “That’s nonsense, Omega weakness.  nothing more.”

“I’m sorry,” Jensen said calmly.  “That no one saw it earlier.”

Jared was silent but he looked as if he could nearly cry.  Grabbing onto the boys shoulders pressed his lips to Jensen’s and let it all go.

From that point on everything was a blur for the rest of the night.  Seeing your enemy so wholly fall apart before your eyes could really shake up a person.  Jared had failed to knot as did the remaining Alpha’s who made their rounds at getting second cracks at him.  After the ceremonies were done for the night Colton stomped out to yell at him but Jensen stood firm in his resolve.

After the sun had set and the cold breeze set in he lay on the stage besides the doctor again letting out a sigh of relief.  “You really think you can do it?” Misha said looking over at him.  “Out last them all?”

Jensen sighed, “As long as I need to.”

“You know you’re really an amazing-” Misha began but something happened in that minute.  Something broken in Jensen and he gave in.  He grabbed the man and just started to make out with him.

“Fuck me.” Jensen demanded.

“But I’m a Beta! I shouldn’t.  I can’t!”

“I need you to,” Jensen insisted.

“I need to feel you inside me, Misha.  Every pair of lips I have kissedhave been your lips.  Every moan of pleasure has been from your touch.  You are what has helped me survive.  I look at you and I gain strength and confidence.  You are my rock and I am sick and fucking tired of imagining what it is like to be with you.”  Form that point words were pointless.  Jensen finally got what it meant to be a Beta.  It wasn’t submitting.  It wasn’t obeying.  It was knowing and trusting.  And he did trust this man.  He did some implicitly, correctly.

That night their bodies would meld into one.  Jensen ripped Misha’s clothes from his body and the doctor gave him no resistance.  The Omega rode him long and hard.  He kissed him.  And held him. And was lost within his eyes and soul and when they reached climax it had happened.  He knotted.

Misha’s eyes were wide with panic,  “They’ll know... oh God I’m not supposed to touch you.  I’m not an Alpha.”

Jensen smirked “You are now.” He pecked the panicky doctor on the mouth.  “You’ve knotted.  Your Alpha will either submit or have to leave the pack.”

A laugh escaped Misha’s mouth and he let his head drop until his forehead touched Jensen’s “Oh God... you’re right.”


“I’m always right,” Jensen smiled.  And the two would remain there melded as one in heart and body until morning when the town awoke to learn the news.

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Uncertain Disaster:0/A

Fandoms: Warehouse 13

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Ratings: R

Warnings: None yet

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Synopsis: When Pete goofs off a number of love related artifacts are scattered to the wind and the warehouse agents must recover them.
Optional Prompt: Cowboy hat

Previous Chapter: None

As far as Pete was concerned inventory day was not only the longest most boring day, but also the biggest waste.  Warehouse agents were the smartest, fastest, most skilled people in the world and once a year they were glorified stockroom workers.  The agents split into pairs and walked up and down the aisles of the warehouse making sure that all of it’s magical artifacts were exactly where they were supposed to be.  At the moment Pete and Claudia were working their way through the transportation artifact sector.  “Hey, Claud?” Pete called leaning in as he noticed something shining.  “Is this a nobel prize?”

“I think it is,” She replied.  As she glanced down at the inventory, Pete picked up the medal and absentmindedly tossed it up.  “It’s Heinsberg’s Nobel.  When it’s set into motion it changes its location at will.”

“Huh?” Pete replied as the medal was falling back down into his hand.  With a flash it disappeared before it reached his clutches.  “Where... did it go?”   From the other side of the room there was a loud startled yell and a flash.

“PETE!” Artie’s voice echoed.

“Claudia did it!” He shouted out.

***

“How many times have I told you NOT to play with the artifacts?” Artie chastised.  The agents were gathered before him by the main directory computer.

“At least a hundred,” Pete muttered.

“At least!  And it was precisely so something like this wouldn’t happen.”  Artie grumbled.

“It’ll be alright,” Mika said “We just need to go out and recover the Nobel.”

“If only it were that simple,” Artie sighed “Heisenberg’s prize not only teleports itself but also anything it collides with while in motion.  Unfortunately it landed in the romance artifact ward and took three other artifacts with it.”

“Where did they go?” Jinks asked.

“We can’t be certain.” Artie replied. “But we need to get them back.”

“Well what’s the damage?” Claudia asked “It can’t be that bad, can it?”

“In addition to Heisenberg’s prize, we’ve also lost Alfred Kinsey’s scale, Love Potion Number 9, and Angus Macaskill’s gloves.” Artie replied, “They’re scattered around the country.”

“What’s the rundown on them?” Jinks asked.

“The scale is relatively harmless,” Artie explained “If a person shifts it’s position it will shift their sexual preferences.  The gloves could cause us some problems.  Macaskill was one of P.T. Barnum’s most famous strongmen and one of the largest men to ever walk this earth.  Putting on those gloves will lead a person to gain massive amounts of muscle in a very short time.  The real problem though is the love potion.  If that falls into the wrong hands we can have a real mess on our hands.  Anyone in position of the love potion becomes instantly irresistable.”

“Between the four of us we can have them all back by the end of the day, no matter where they wound up.” Mike reassured.

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The Bare Bones:0/C

Fandoms: Bones, Teen Wolf

Pairings: Booth/Brennan

Ratings: PG-13

Warnings: None

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Synopsis: Brennan is called in to handle a high profile case, but things take an unexpected turn when she insists that the remains aren’t quite human

Previous Chapter: None

Optional Prompt: Amulet

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The Bare Bones:0/C

Fandoms: Bones, Teen Wolf

Pairings: Booth/Brennan

Ratings: PG-13

Warnings: None

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Synopsis: Brennan is called in to handle a high profile case, but things take an unexpected turn when she insists that the remains aren’t quite human

Previous Chapter: None

Optional Prompt: Amulet

“I fail to see why it was necessary for us to rush all the way across the country,” Temperance Brennan proclaimed as she sloshed through the muddied forest.

“Because the local authorities think the remains they found may belong to the missing senator, and they need you to confirm the ID.” Booth replied as they schlepped over towards the crime scene.

“I am aware of the facts of the case Booth.  I simply don’t understand why they necessitate our presence here.  There must be a number of competent forensic anthropologist who reside much closer to this region, and are capable of doing a simple dental comparison.”

“He’s an important guy, Bones.  They want the best on the case and we’re the best.”

“Well technically I am the best.  You are an above average to excellent agent, but there are likely other investigators who are equal to if not beyond your abilities.” Brennan noted.

“You always know how to sweet talk a guy, Bones.”

“I was merely providing a truthful interpretation of your statement,” Brennan shrugged as the couple crossed under the police tape and approached the remains.

Booth let out a low sharp whistle.  “What the hell happened?  He take a shower in a tub of acid?”  Booth had seen a lot of weird, disgusting corpses in his day but this was one of the worst.  It was a man in suit, or at least it used to be, splayed out neatly in the woods.  All of the tissue had been burned clear off of the skull,  the rest of the figure seemed to be splashed here and there with acid, leaving scattered burns here and there about the rest of his body.

“This is not the senator,” Brennan declared less than a minute after setting her kit down.

“You can tell that already?” Booth asked.

“Well I assume the senator was human.  This body is not.” Brennan said simply.

“What do you mean it’s not human?” Booth said incredulously.  “What else could he be?”

“I don’t feel comfortable speculating on that, but this body is definitely not that of a human being.  The canines are far too numerous and far too pronounced.” She replied standing up.  “What led them to believe this may be the senator’s remains?”

“The Sheriff found his wallet near the body.” Booth replied.

“Well perhaps that was planted by the person who dumped the body.” Brennan suggested.

“You really seem to be glossing over this whole not human thing,” Booth pointed out.

“Once I examine it up close I am sure there will be a logical explanation for the nonhuman features. I’ll take this back to a local lab for a closer look you should speak to the person who found this wallet,” She suggested.

“Fine.  The body was found by a...” Booth looked down at the info he’d been given.  “Lydia Martin.  I’ll grab the Sheriff and we’ll see what she has to say.  Just do me a favor and don’t mention that whole not human thing to anyone until we get a better handle on this.”

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The Bare Bones:0/C

Fandoms: Bones, Teen Wolf

Pairings: Booth/Brennan

Ratings: PG-13

Warnings: None

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Synopsis: Brennan is called in to handle a high profile case, but things take an unexpected turn when she insists that the remains aren’t quite human

Previous Chapter: None

Optional Prompt: Amulet

“I fail to see why it was necessary for us to rush all the way across the country,” Temperance Brennan proclaimed as she sloshed through the muddied forest.

“Because the local authorities think the skeleton they found may belong to the missing senator and they need you to confirm the ID.” Booth replied as they schlepped over towards the crime scene.

“I am aware of the facts of the case Booth, I simply don’t understand why they necessitate our presence here.  There must be plenty of competent forensic anthropologist who reside much closer to this region, and are capable of doing a simple dental comparison.”

“He’s an important guy, Bones.  They want the best on the case and we’re the best.”

“That is not an entirely accurate assessment,” Brennan noted.  “I am the best.  You are more of an above average to excellent agent, but there are likely other investigators who are equal to if not beyond your abilities.”

“You always no how to sweet talk a guy, Bones.”

“I was merely providing a truthful interpretation of your statement,” Brennan shrugged as the couple crossed under the police tape and approached the remains.

Booth let out a low sharp whistle.  “My guess is someone is not a very big fan of dogs”  Booth had seen a lot of weird, disgusting corpses in his day but this was one of the worst.  It was a man in suit who had been completely mauled by some sort of animal.  His entire body was missing chunks from claws and bite marks.  Huge chunks of his face were missing all together exposing piece of the bone beneath

“This is not the senator,” Brennan declared less than a minute after setting her kit down.

“You can tell that already?” Booth asked.

“Well I assume the senator was human.  This body is not.” Brennan said simply.

“What do you mean it’s not human?” Booth said incredulously.  “What else could he be?”

“I don’t feel comfortable speculating on that, but this body is definitely not that of a human being.  The canines are far too numerous and far too pronounced.” She replied standing up.  “What led them to believe this may be the senator’s remains?”

“The Sheriff found his wallet near the body.” Booth replied.

“Well perhaps that was planted by the person who dumped the body.” Brennan suggested.

“You really seem to be glossing over this whole not human thing,” Booth pointed out.

“I just trust the evidence.  I’ll take this back to a local lab for a closer look you should speak to witnesses,” She suggest.

“Fine the body was found by a,” Booth looked down at the info he’d been given.  “Lydia Martin.  I’ll grab the Sheriff and we’ll see what she has to say.  Just do me a favor and don’t mention that whole not human thing to anyone until we get a better handle on this.”

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The Bare Bones:0/A

Fandoms: Bones, Grimm

Pairings: Booth/Brennan

Ratings: PG-13

Warnings: None

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Synopsis: Brennan is called in to handle a high profile case, but things take an unexpected turn when she insists that the remains aren’t quite human

Previous Chapter: None

Optional Prompt: Lottery

“I fail to see why it was necessary for us to rush all the way across the country,” Temperance Brennan proclaimed as she sloshed through the muddied forest.

“Because the local authorities think the remains they found may belong to the missing senator, and they need you to confirm the ID.” Booth replied as they schlepped over towards the crime scene.

“I am aware of the facts of the case Booth.  I simply don’t understand why they necessitate our presence here.  There must be a number of competent forensic anthropologist who reside much closer to this region, and are capable of doing a simple dental comparison.”

“He’s an important guy, Bones.  They want the best on the case and we’re the best.”

“Well technically I am the best.  You are an above average to excellent agent, but there are likely other investigators who are equal to if not beyond your abilities.” Brennan noted.

“You always know how to sweet talk a guy, Bones.”

“I was merely providing a truthful interpretation of your statement,” Brennan shrugged as the couple crossed under the police tape and approached the remains.

Booth let out a low sharp whistle.  “What the hell happened?  He take a shower in a tub of acid?”  Booth had seen a lot of weird, disgusting corpses in his day but this was one of the worst.  It was a man in suit, or at least it used to be, splayed out neatly in the woods.  All of the tissue had been burned clear off of the skull,  the rest of the figure seemed to be splashed here and there with acid, leaving scattered burns here and there about the rest of his body.

“This is not the senator,” Brennan declared less than a minute after setting her kit down.

“You can tell that already?” Booth asked.

“Well I assume the senator was human.  This body is not.” Brennan said simply.

“What do you mean it’s not human?” Booth said incredulously.  “What else could he be?”

“I don’t feel comfortable speculating on that, but this body is definitely not that of a human being.  It has a brow that is far too pronounced.  It’s ulna and radius appear to be fused above the elbow and fissures in the jaw seem to indicate that it fused together later in life, much like a child’s skull.”

On the edge of the investigation local detective Hank Griffin glanced to his partner Nick Burkhardt.  “Sounds like our kinda case,” Hank whispered.

Nick nodded “Definitely could be Wesen.  Let’s just hope we can convince the doc otherwise.”

Meanwhile Booth and Bones continued to squabble.  “Bones! Keep it down.  You don’t want people thinking you’re a quack.”

“I’m telling you Booth this is not a person.” Bones insisted.

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The Bare Bones:0/B

Fandoms: Bones, Avengers (Movieverse)

Pairings: Booth/Brennan

Ratings: PG-13

Warnings: None

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Synopsis: Brennan is called in to handle a high profile case, but things take an unexpected turn when she insists that the remains aren’t quite human

Previous Chapter: None

Optional Prompt: Fan

“I fail to see why it was necessary for us to rush all the way across the country,” Temperance Brennan proclaimed as she sloshed through the muddied forest.

“Because the local authorities think the remains they found may belong to the missing senator, and they need you to confirm the ID.” Booth replied as they schlepped over towards the crime scene.

“I am aware of the facts of the case Booth.  I simply don’t understand why they necessitate our presence here.  There must be a number of competent forensic anthropologist who reside much closer to this region, and are capable of doing a simple dental comparison.”

“He’s an important guy, Bones.  They want the best on the case and we’re the best.”

“Well technically I am the best.  You are an above average to excellent agent, but there are likely other investigators who are equal to if not beyond your abilities.” Brennan noted.

“You always know how to sweet talk a guy, Bones.”

“I was merely providing a truthful interpretation of your statement,” Brennan shrugged as the couple crossed under the police tape and approached the remains.

Booth let out a low sharp whistle.  “What the hell happened?  He take a shower in a tub of acid?”  Booth had seen a lot of weird, disgusting corpses in his day but this was one of the worst.  It was a man in suit, or at least it used to be, splayed out neatly in the woods.  All of the tissue had been burned clear off of the skull,  the rest of the figure seemed to be splashed here and there with acid, leaving scattered burns here and there about the rest of his body.

“This is not the senator,” Brennan declared less than a minute after setting her kit down.

“You can tell that already?” Booth asked.

“Well I assume the senator was human.  This body is not.” Brennan said simply.

“What do you mean it’s not human?” Booth said incredulously.  “What else could he be?”

“I don’t feel comfortable speculating on that, but this body is definitely not that of a human being.  It has a brow that is far too pronounced.  It’s ulna and radius appear to be fused above the elbow and fissures in the jaw seem to indicate that it fused together later in life, much like a child’s skull.”

“They’re called Skrull,” a steady authoritative voice rang out from behind the pair.

Booth looked to his side and saw a bald man with an eye patch in long black trench coat.  He seemed to have come out of thin air.  “Hey buddy, why don’t you back up and let the doctor do her work.”

Ignoring Booth, he took a step towards Brennan and continued.  “The name is Nicholas Fury.  And what you are looking at is an extraterrestrial life form.  One that specializes in shape shifting and very well may be slowly compromising the highest levels of national, if not global security.”

“That seems highly unlikely,” Brennan said nonplused, as she got to her feet.

Fury snapped his fingers and a large jet suddenly appeared behind him.  “Whoa!” Bones exclaimed in shock.  “Something tells me we're not in Kansas anymore” He moved over to examine the jet.

Meanwhile Brennan and Fury continued their conversation.  “It also seemed highly unlikely that a Norse God would lead an alien invasion in the heart of New York City a year ago, and yet it happened.”

“That is a valid point.” She nodded.

“Follow me, doctor.” He nodded towards the aircraft.  “You're about to help us save the world.”

"See Booth," Temperance called out as Fury ushered them into the aircraft.  "I was right.  We wouldn't have to come all the way out here just to ID a body."

Booth nodded a little more concerned with the top secret invisible jet he was boarding.  "Don't dally," Fury's voice snapped back.  "The Avengers hate to be kept waiting."


"Avengers!" Booth remarked.

***

Booth was in absolute awe as they walked through the corridors of the multi-billion dollar aircraft.  Brennan for her part retained her quiet observational demeanor as Fury led them into the lab room.  On the table lay a corpse of what the doctor could only assume was one of these 'skrulls' in their natural state.  A man was sitting over the body studying it with a furtive glance,  when the others entered the room he swiveled around to face them. "Doctor Stark," Brennan said with a nod.

"Temperance," Tony said getting to his feet and approaching her.  "You are even prettier than I remember."

"And you are more or less the same," Temperance said "Aside from the glowing motorized heart and the
saving the world multiple times."

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Booth exclaimed "You know Iron Man!"

"I met Dr. Stark several years ago at a medical conference," Brennan replied.

"Wait a minute, you're friends with Iron Man and you never mentioned it before?" Booth blinked.

"Who do you think recommended her to Fury?" Tony chuckled.

"I appreciate that.  However to be more precise we aren't friends, more like acquaintances.=," Brennan corrected.

"You wound me Dr. Brennan."  Tony retorted with a smirk.

"Hey," Booth whispered to Brennan.  "Do you know Captain America too?"

"What?" Brennan cocked her head at Booth.  "He was frozen in a block of ice for half a century.  How would I know him?"

"I'm sorry," Tony said taking steps towards them.  "You are standing with one of the most brilliant minds in the world today, not to mention one of on the most handsome faces and you're asking about the glorified tin soldier?"

Booth squirmed in space, somewhat uncomfortably.  "Well I was in the army and..." Booth shrugged.

"Military men," Tony shook his head "They're all the same."

"This creature's anatomy is absolutely fascinating." Brennan called out from the medical table, where she apparently had slipped off to examine the remains.

Fury just stood back and suppressed a chuckle.

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