"So, we done here?" Booth asked, standing up to leave, always in a hurry to get out of Sweets' office. Dr. Brennan was right behind him.
"Actually, you two should sit down. There is one more thing, and you're not going to like it. The F.B.I is investigating whether to sever your partnership."
"I thought that's why we're here in the first place, so they don't," Booth said, annoyance clear in his tone.
"Yes and my father is now not in jail," Brennan added, "There's absolutely no reason for them to break us up."
"Remember the incident at the subway station two weeks ago?" Sweets asked.
"That?" Brennan asked, "That was nothing."
"Nothing? Bones they said less than half an inch lower and he would've pierced your jugular, and even I know that'll kill you in a matter of minutes."
"Booth just overreacted," This comment was directed towards Sweets.
"And that Dr. Brennan is exactly what they're problem is," Sweets infromed them, "Starting tomorrow someone will be interviewing the two of you separately, and they will decide whether Dr. Brennan should be assigned a new partner, and Booth be moved somewhere else, or whether you can stay together."
"Moved? Moved as in out of the city?" Booth asked.
"If it comes to that, with Parker in D.C, I should be able to make sure that doesn't happen."
"Can't you just tell them I won't work with another agent," Brennan suggested.
Sweets had already thought of that. "You worked with agent Perotta."
"That was out of necessity, for one case."
"Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan, I have tried everything. Believe me, the Bureau is serious about this."
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Booth tossed his stress ball against the wall and caught it as it came flying back to him. He tossed it again and again as he thought. He had been racking his brain for the past two weeks trying to figure out every possible way it could have played out. He could have left her, but he knew he would never do that. She was his partner, the second most important thing in his life. He had promised to protect her, to never leave her, and he would never break that promise.
They were close. He was closer to her than any other partner he'd had with the F.B.I, but he had never thought they were too close to be able to do their job. They identified the body, they caught the bad guy, and he protected her. That's what he was supposed to do.
Also, there had always been a line, it may have blurred somewhat over the years, but he had never crossed it. If the F.B.I was going to break them up anyway, then what was the point of the damn line?
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Dr. Brennan had sat down to write to clear her head, but so far all she had to show for it was a blank page.
Booth had always been overprotective of her; despite the fact that she had proved numerous times she could take care of herself. That wasn't reason enough to split them up though. They solved nearly every case they got. It just wasn't rational for the F.B.I to break up one of the best teams they had.
It wasn't like they couldn't keep it professional. They had managed that very well, she thought.
She sighed and leaned back in her chair. She couldn't do anything tonight. She would just have to wait until tomorrow and convince whoever was asking questions that she and Booth did not need to be split up.
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A/N: Hello people. This is my first Bones fanfic, so tell me what you think, drop a review, an alert, you know anything.