Personal Case— Jeffersonian Institute, Medico-Legal Lab.

Survive. That’s what the victim did, you lived what they went through. This case was gonna be you bring kindness to the victim they never saw. Like a guardian angel, now only for the dead.

Arastoo was working on bones of the victim, you were in the Jeffersonian. You had lashed out 2 times today. Arastoo didn’t know how you felt, but he could see why you felt it. He didn’t wanna confront you till after work, considering he didn’t want anyone knowing about you two.

Everyone was starting to get nervous, it felt like stepping around egg shells—until Hodgins set you into line when you yelled at him to do the test again cause you thought he was wrong.

Arastoo had to pull you away, out of the Jeffersonian to the garden near the Medico Legal Lab. Set you straight again, this was insane.

“What on earth is happening with you! You never act this way—“