Copy Cat Got Your Tongue?
A/N: Okay, so this will be a multi-chapter story. This one is just a little introduction chapter! Hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think! Any ideas, comments, critiques are always welcome!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything...blah blah blah you get the idea
Chapter One
"How do you know who I am?", the younger man asked.
"Oh, I've been watching you for quite some time now. I had to make sure I selected the right man to be my partner", the older man replied. It was true, he had spent quite a bit of time monitering the young man's behavior since he had returned from overseas. The young man had been a sniper in the Army, not the best, but he would do. He really only required three things of the young man: he needed to be a decent shot, a loner, and completely susceptible to a stronger personality.
"You're gonna make me your partner?" the young man asked in amazement. Ever since he had been dishonorably discharged, he had been feeling unworthy and depressed. This was saying something, considering he had always felt awkward and out-of-place. He never had many friends and he had little, if any, contact with his family. He had always had anger issues that the many therapists his parents sent him to hadn't been able to quell. In fact, before this man came along, he had almost reached his breaking point. But this man thought he was useful and worthy of trust. He would do anything to please him, anything at all.
"Of course, who better than you? I've handpicked you from a myriad of qualified young men. You were the best without a doubt." This was too easy, he thought to himself, as the younger man's eyes glazed over in admiration. The "dream team" was finally going to get what they deserved and it was all going to be at his hand.
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"Honey, I'm home!" Booth yelled from the doorway. Brennan chuckled from where she stood in the kitchen, chopping vegetables for dinner.
"In here, darling!" she called, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She went back to her task, until she felt his arms snake around her waist from behind. He placed a quick peck on her cheek and let go so she could get back to her task.
"You know, Bones, I never would've pegged you for being so domestic. Next thing you know, we'll be married and you'll be poppin' out a few kids."
"Now, now, don't get ahead of yourself, Booth. We've only been living together for a month." Brennan said. Booth heard her words, but he was more focused on what she didn't say. There was no mention of marriage being an antiquated ritual, giving him more evidence of just how far they'd come. He smiled, thinking of the small, black box hidden in his sock drawer. He'd had it for a while, just waiting for her to be ready. He was beginning to think that time may be sooner than he thought.
"I know, Bones, it was just a joke. So, how was your day?" he asked, honestly curious. It was rare she got home before he did.
"Well, Wendell and I worked almost the whole day on that Civil War reconstruction I was telling you about, but we finally finished. It's been kind of nice not having any cases recently. I've been able to catch up on a lot of backlog. Although, admittedly, I do miss working with you. Which is why, I decided to come home early and as Angela put it, 'Make dinner for my hot, sexy FBI boyfriend'." She smiled as she looked up and saw him grinning as cockily as ever. He got up and walked over to her. She stopped what she was doing and turned towards him.
"So, you think I'm sexy?" He asked, an amused, cocky expression all over his face.
"Of course, that's all you heard." Brennan said amused. "And if you were listening correctly, you'd know it was Angela who called you sexy." She turned back to her task, trying to get a rise out of him. He stepped close behind her, stilled her arms with his own, and lowered his mouth to her neck, kissing softly up and down the spot he knew drove her crazy. To her credit, she was doing an admirable job of pretending to be unaffected.
"So, you don't think I'm sexy?" Booth whispered softly in her ear. This just about undid Brennan, but she wasn't giving in that easy.
"I don't know, Booth, so far I'm unconvinced." Brennan responded jokingly. He accepted her challenge, whirling her around to face him. He attacked her mouth with a passionate kiss, making her knees buckle, as one hand roved up and down her waist and back, while the other tangled in her hair.
"Well, Dr. Brennan, since you're such a dedicated scientist, I think we should conduct an experiment to show you just how sexy I really am." Brennan chuckled darkly at his suggestion and continued laughing as he swung her in to his arms and began to carry her towards the bedroom.
"But, Booth, what about dinner?" Brennan asked between laughs. Booth set her down on the bed and began crawling towards her.
"Dr. Brennan, aren't you the one always telling me a little thing like hunger shouldn't get in the way of scientific inquiry?" They laughed, until all they could think about was the other, and they continued to enjoy a small piece of their domestic bliss.
Little did they know, at that very moment, a very evil man was about to set a plan in action that would ensure moments like these were numbered.
Next up: We find out just what the evil mastermind has planned for our favorite partners!