Not anymore! I was trying to get as many as possible done before the poll closed, but then I woke up and she lost and there went my speed. But YES. This is kinda random, but oh well!
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Cam had expected a lot of things when she came to the Jeffersonian, things like awesome equipment and interesting cases, but friendship? That was just a nice bonus. She, Angela and Brennan had taken to eating lunch together whenever they got the chance.
"I need a murder," Brennan said.
"What?" Angela asked. "One case isn't enough for you?" They'd been working all week on the murder of young model.
"No, for my book," Brennan said.
Cam had always found it a little strange that Brennan wrote books. She claimed not to understand people, yet her novels were best sellers. She must understand humanity a little better than she admitted.
Angela shrugged. "Steal one of our cases."
"She can't do that," Cam objected. "There are legalities involved."
"Please," Angela said. "Most of the crime novels out there steal from real life. Just change names and a couple of details and you're golden."
"Isn't writing supposed to be about being creative?" Cam asked. "Making up your own stuff?"
"You've read her books, right?" Angela said. "She puts us all in there."
"I do not!"
"Sweetie, it's okay," Angela said. "I enjoy seeing what my fictional counterpart gets up to."
"My characters are completely original," Brennan said.
"Watch out," Cam said. "Maybe she'll make you the murderer."
"I could be a murderer."
"You probably shouldn't say that in a crime lab," Cam said.
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Cam had expected a lot of things when she came to the Jeffersonian, things like awesome equipment and interesting cases, but friendship? That was just a nice bonus. She, Angela and Brennan had taken to eating lunch together whenever they got the chance.
"I need a murder," Brennan said.
"What?" Angela asked. "One case isn't enough for you?" They'd been working all week on the murder of young model.
"No, for my book," Brennan said.
Cam had always found it a little strange that Brennan wrote books. She claimed not to understand people, yet her novels were best sellers. She must understand humanity a little better than she admitted.
Angela shrugged. "Steal one of our cases."
"She can't do that," Cam objected. "There are legalities involved."
"Please," Angela said. "Most of the crime novels out there steal from real life. Just change names and a couple of details and you're golden."
"Isn't writing supposed to be about being creative?" Cam asked. "Making up your own stuff?"
"You've read her books, right?" Angela said. "She puts us all in there."
"I do not!"
"Sweetie, it's okay," Angela said. "I enjoy seeing what my fictional counterpart gets up to."
"My characters are completely original," Brennan said.
"Watch out," Cam said. "Maybe she'll make you the murderer."
"I could be a murderer."
"You probably shouldn't say that in a crime lab," Cam said.