Playlist:

5 o'clock- T-Pain

Somebody to Love

Another One Bites the Dust

Clocks

Fat Bottomed Girls

All by the Vitamin String Quartet.

"What about this one?" indicated Bones pointing to the corner of an application peeking under a myriad of others. She and Angela were sitting on the ground of her office with hundreds of files of people scattered around them. The tension to find a new intern was running high after Zack. Even though I didn't have a the closest relationship with the guy, he was a good kid. He was a member of the family, the team. Those things aren't easily replaceable, as much as Bones likes to think grimaced slightly at the face of the applicant.

"Needs a shower."

"I pick my grad students solely based on qualifications, recommendations and achievements. I don't consider physical apperance an actual category when picking my assistants." Bones commented seriously, looking at the application. I sighed loudly, I think it's time for the only one with common sense to intervene at this point.

"It's 5 o'clock in the morning. This doesn't need to happen today. Or yesterday. Never mind, you get the point. Both of you, go home and rest, shower. I mean it Bones!"

My patience was wearing thin, persuading Bones ( and Angela for that matter)

to do anything she doesn't want to is like moving mountains. Literally.

"Wait a minute, Agent Studly, I think I just found our next squint-in-training", Angela declared loudly squinting at a thumbnail of the person. Bones pulled the file of mystery person closer to herself.

"3 Master's in Anthropology, Forensic Equipment, Criminal Psychology. 1 PHD in Ancient Anthropology. Worked on several digs. 3 letters of recommendation. Wants to study for a PHD in Forensic Anthropology Has a great deal of experience", she murmured to herself reading the file,she turned to Booth.

"Ah! Here's something you will benefit from satisfactorily from. 4 years in the military, 1 in the reserves, 2 in the SEAL's, 1 in Special Operations. 2 years working in the NYPD as a coroner and no criminal record."

"Let me see that", I complained while reaching out for the file after a minute's hesitation.

A pale heart shaped-faced girl with long chocolate brown hair stared back with a smile.

A women? I thought to myself, although I never once doubted a women's capibility to do anything after working with 3 very capable women. Just with a record like that, I expected something, well, tougher.

"I like this girl, she seems, well, tough and smart", I contemplated.

Angela chimed in.

"We haven't a lady working for us for a while".

Bones decided to wrap this up as well, the rest of the team would be arriving very soon.

"Her qualifications are excellent as well as her experience and prior occupations. I will make the call to her in the afternoon after, I go home and shower." Bones sniffed herself.

"I don't smell very pleasant", she added in grimacing.

"Come on", Angela said as she hooked her arm through Bones' and dragged her along outside of her office.

Isabella Marie Swan, you better be ready.