This follows the Bones season five finale. I know there are going to a bunch of fics out there about it but my guess would be that they are about the people who left. I wanted to write one about Camille having to pull a new team together. Because of everyone on the team I think they next year will be hardest on her. I wanted to capture that because I am pretty sure the show will not.
Spoilers: The Beginning in the End, The Body on the Blue Line
Disclaimer: I do not own it…
"Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends."
Sweets was sitting on the couch in his office. He could not believe that Booth and Brennan had gone off to different corners of the globe. He had not seen that coming at all. He wondered what had prompted it but before he could consider it further there was a knock of the door. He looked up and saw Camille looking around the door.
"Can I come in?" she asked him.
"Of course," Sweets told her. He found it interesting that she was the only member of the team that ever came to see him voluntarily. On the other hand he knew the others all had someone else they could turn to.
"Can you talk to me as a friend and not as a shrink?" she asked him.
"Yea sure," he told her, "What's up?"
"How are you doing?" she asked him as she sat down. He looked confused for a moment before realizing what she was talking about.
"It's hard," he told her honestly, "I asked her to marry me a couple of weeks ago."
Camille looked at the younger man with sympathy. She knew that he understood how she felt with all their friends walking away. They were the only two members of the team left at the Jeffersonian. The two sat in silence for a little while considering all that had transpired over the past days.
"I just can't believe they all walked away," Sweets spoke breaking the silence. "I thought we had all formed strong bonds as a team. Now three members of it have decided they are just going to disappear for a year. Where does that leave the rest of us?"
Camille looked at him and realized from his comment that he did not know about Hodgens and Angela's departure, which was set for early the next day. "We are in a bit of a hole," Camille admitted, "especially because Hodgens and Angela informed me they are going to Paris for a year."
"What?" Sweets asked alarmed, "When did this happen?"
"They told me about it at the airport today after everyone else had left," Camille told Sweets.
"What happens to the Jeffersonian team?" he asked her considering what everyone leaving meant for her.
"I have to build a new team from the ground up," Camille said resignedly.
"What happens when everyone comes back in a year?" Sweets asked.
"I don't know," Camille told him, "They clearly expect to come back to their jobs like nothing has changed. I don't know if I can do that."
"You don't know if you can do it professionally or you don't know if you can do it personally?" he asked her slipping in to shrink mode for a moment.
"What do you mean?" she asked him not quite following the question. Camille ran her fingers through her hair. She was tired. It had been a very long day.
"Well," he said slowly trying to figure out how to continue, "Are you not sure whether you can find people willing to only work for a year or are you not sure you can handle them all coming back a year as if nothing has changed?"
"I don't know," she admitted, "Maybe both. I doubt there are very many people who would work under those conditions."
"And personally," Sweets asked chancing it. He did not know how much she wanted to share right now. He also knew that most of her friends had gotten on a plane to some foreign city and so her options for people to talk to were limited.
"I don't know about personally," she told him. She knew he had lapsed into shrink mode but for now she decided to let it slide. They all had their own ways of coping. "When they come back, if they come back, they are going to continue as if they were just on extend vacation…" It was a guess but she was pretty sure that was how it would play out in a year.
"You on the other hand will have had to go through a year of training new people and learning to trust them," Sweets continued for her. "They left you in a very uncomfortable position didn't they?" It was so strange that a team that had been working together and bonding for four years could shatter so quickly. They had become each other's best friends and in some cases more than that. He did not know how they could all just walk away.
"That's one way to put it," Camille replied a little dully.
"Are you going to do it?" he asked her a little concerned that she would say no.
"Am I going to do what?" she replied confused.
"Stay and build a new team and see what happens in a year," he clarified.
"Yes," she replied. No matter what happened to the team she loved the Jeffersonian. It had been her home for four years and even if everybody else was going to walk away, she was not. It had never crossed her mind to leave. She knew the next year would have dark patches but it would be a storm she was willing to weather.
"Are you going to continue working with the FBI?" Sweets asked trying to make it a question of professional interest, but he knew by the look Camille gave him that he had failed. He really wanted to know because he was an FBI psychologist. If the FBI and the Jeffersonian split he and Camille would not be able to work together at all, and he would not be able to help the new team work out its kinks.
"I am going to do my best to keep the arrangement in place," Camille told him. They both knew that was the most definitive answer she could give him at the moment. "Thank you," she told him as she stood up, "for your help."
"Anytime," Sweets responded sincerely. "Good night."
"Good night," Camille told him as she closed behind her. Outside the office she leaned against the wall for a moment. Talking to Sweets had helped her sort out her priorities at the current moment. She still had a lot of things to work out but they were for another day. It was time to get to bed. After all, she started had to hunting for employees in the morning.
There is chapter one. There will be more to follow. I love Bones to death and have for a long time, but I am worried that they have dug a hole they can't get out of. I think there are way to pull it off but I don't know if the producers will go there…Anyway…
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