Abby smiled softly. "I lived on a barge before. It'll make me feel more at home." Her voice was soft. It was the closest she'd admit to being homesick herself. But she knew Booth would get the message.
"I think so." Abby slowly forced herself up and held on to the wall, a bit wobbly at first. She felt a little dizzy but she had to get moving, set things in motion.
"I'll pull up everything I have on the computer on him so you can get an idea of what we're dealing with." She was really glad she had all of Sommerfields files on disc from the antidote. "Might need to find a doctor or scientist that cam help too."