A/N: Alright! My first fic! I've had this idea and I finaly decided to write it! Tell me what you think! :)

DISCLAIMER: seriously, do you really think I own Bones? Psh, I wish! The great characters and sets all belong to Hanson, but maybe he would consider giving them to me for a birthday present (wink wink)

Ok... so here it goes.... ENJOY!

Back Off

Booth entered the Jeffersonian and grinned, admiring his favorite forensic anthropologist as she studied a set of old remains on the platform. With gusto, Booth started towards the platform, swiped his ID card and approached the table. "Hey Bones! What's up?" Booth said, reaching towards a bone on the table.

"Booth!" Brennan said as she swatted his hand away, "I'm working! Stop touching everything."

Regarding her comment Booth placed his hands in his pockets and looked at the remains.

"Whoa. What's up with this dude?" Booth asked referring to the skull.

"Well first of all," Brennan started factually, "a dude is a man excessively concerned with his clothes, grooming, and manners and obviously this man is long dead. And regarding the cranium; he has multiple abrasions to the parietal, sphenoid and temporal bone with micro fractures on the mandible."

"Ouch. Sounds painful," Booth said. Then, refocusing on the purpose of his arrival, "So Bones! You ready for lunch? Maybe a little pie?" He smirked at the last part. Brennan glanced at her watched and turned back to Booth, not meeting his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but actually I have another engagement."

Booth's face fell as he followed Brennan off the platform and into her office.

"It's more important than pie?" He asked, trying to lighten the mood as he flashed her a charm smile.

"You know I don't like my fruit cooked. And I have a lunch date with Derek," She said while slipping off her lab coat.

"Derek?" Booth asked curiously, a little offended.

"Yes. We have been on a few dates so far. He is a very well-off, well-known research scientist," she replied plainly.

"Oh, really?" Booth said, trying not to show how dejected he was. He has wanted her for so long and she keeps dating all these guys-she had the worst taste in guys. He often wondered if she ever gave thought to both of them in a relationship, but quickly decided she was too rational and she deserved better.

Then, just before the silence got a little too long, a man entered Brennan's office. He was an inch or two shorter than Booth, with blonde hair and blue eyes and in a pristine new suit. He approached Brennan and kissed her cheek. "Nice to see you Tempe. Are you ready to leave?" He said in a smooth voice. Booth felt a pang of jealousy.

Brennan smiled and said, "Yes, but first; Booth this is Derek. Derek, Special Agent Seeley Booth, my partner."

Booth puffed out his chest and firmly shook Derek's hand. They exchanged greetings and Booth said, "Bones can I talk to you for a minute? About the case?" he asked, gesturing towards the door. She nodded and he helped her into her coat, placed a hand on the small of her back and led her outside her office where he informed her of a few small things they would have discussed briefly over lunch.

When they rejoined Derek in Brennan's office, Brennan excused herself to inform Cam she was taking her lunch break and told Derek she would meet him by the car. Just as Booth was making his way out, Derek stopped him.

"Wait. Booth, right? Can we talk?" Derek said sounding determined and suddenly losing the sweetness in his voice that was there when Brennan was in the room.

"Um yeah, sure."

"Okay, here's the thing," Derek started, his voice getting harsh, "I see the way you look at Tempe, the way you touch her and-" Booth cut him off trying to defend himself.

"Wha-" he started before Derek quickly interjected,

"No. Don't even think about denying it. I have connections down at the Bureau and they've told me things about Tempe and you. Now all you need to know is this,"

Booth's face turned to a scowl and anger filled him as Derek finished his sentence,

"Back off."

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