Hi guys I'm back. I'm not sure where I'm going with this one yet but I thought a little challenge of opposite POVs might make for interesting, if not frustrating reading. I think you might find that it's not very in character but we'll see how it goes. Enjoy!

Booth walked up to Brennan's door. It had been the end of a long week. Their cases had been full on, and they'd just rounded off one particular case that struck a nerve with Booth deeply. He always struggled to remain objective when it involved a child; especially one that was the same age as Parker. They were always the hardest. Booth never understood the motivation behind something so malicious. Killing another human being was bad enough, but killing a child seemed the personification of evil. He titled his head back and moved it from side to side, trying to ease the knots that had accumulated over the week. He needed to unwind and somehow, like always, he had found his way to her door. He breathed in deeply and had his hand halfway up in the knocking position when he heard something coming from the recesses of her apartment.

'Mmm…that feels so good.' He heard her moan.

Booth physically drew back in shock. He hadn't expected to arrive to hear her 'entertaining' someone. He tried to think back over the past few weeks to see if he'd missed somewhere in their many conversations, where she might have mentioned a new boyfriend or lover. Not that it was any of his business, he thought to himself. But something about the idea of someone else being able to touch her like that and emit those sorts of sounds made his blood boil. The colour of his face changed to a dark crimson. 'What are you so angry about? You haven't done anything since your amnesia and she's not mentioned the baby thing again. Why wouldn't she be looking for relief from her 'biological urges', it's not like you haven't helped yourself along in the past few months thinking of her.' he said to himself quietly. 'That was different. There was only me involved!' He was getting frustrated now as he heard her moans escalate towards release. Booth had sunk down to the floor, and was leaning against her door. He must be a glutton for punishment to sit and listen to this, he thought, but he couldn't force himself to stand up and walk away. He wanted to see who this man was. At the very least, Booth could order a background check. Brennan didn't seem to have the best taste in men, despite her high IQ. Booth had run background checks on all of them…except Sully. In many ways her relationship with Sully had hurt him as much as it had hurt her. Booth knew that Sully was a good man, and considering he worked for the FBI, there was no reason to do any further checking on him. Booth had to admit that he was stumped when it came to Sully. There were no skeletons in his closet…until he decided to sail off into the sunset without his [Booth's] Bones.

'Hrmph' Said Booth out loud. How ironic. His Bones. When had she ever been his? Sure he'd rescued her more times than he'd care to remember and been her best friend for the past five years, but they'd never crossed 'that line'. Looking back on the moment when he'd told her that there were some lines that should never be crossed, he mentally kicked himself. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid!' he recited forcefully. She crosses every other damn line, why not this one? 'Because she respects you too much to ruin what you have now' the little voice chimed in.

Suddenly, her moans became even louder. As she released he clearly heard, 'Boooooothhhh.' His ears pricked up. Why was she calling him? Surely she didn't know he was outside the door.

'Oh Boooothhh!!!.'

She sounded like she was sobbing. Booth couldn't handle it any more. He fished violently into his pocket to remove her key, let himself in and head straight in the direction of her bedroom. He heard her breathing subside as he reached her bedroom door. He hesitated for a moment, unsure of how she might react once he opened the door to find her entangled in the bedclothes with another man. She walked in on me in the bathtub he told himself decisively. That clinched it. He took a deep breath and then strode confidently into her room. The scene before him was not what he'd expected to find.

Well that's it for now, Brennan's POV next. Please R&R if you can.