They walked out of the bar smiling the rain pouring down around them. "oh hold on. Hold on, listen." He said stopping both her and the cab. Then turning to her "listen. I got something to confess."

"Is it the fact that you're a direct descendant of John Wilkes Booth? I already know that."

"Wait, how do you know that?" he asked confused.

"From your bone structure." She explained simply.

"Just keep that under your hat. Ok Brennan alright" he said with a light laugh and smiling as a smile spread across her beautiful face. "what I wanted to confess. See, I have a gambling problem." He said his face serious now. "But I'm dealing with it." He explained quickly.

She looked up at him admiringly. "why did you feel you had to tell me that?"

He hesitated a moment looking into her eyes. "I don't know. I just feel. Um. This is going somewhere."

She smiled lightly stepping closer to him. "why did you feel like this is going somewhere?" she asked closing the space between them.

"I just feel… I feel like I'm gonna kiss you." He admitted as she smiled kissing him sweetly.

She smiled pulling away from him and walking down the steps into the pouring rain.

"We're not spending the night together."

"Wait! Of course we aren't… why?"

"tequila"

He ran after the her closing the cab door as she was about to get in. "hey, so you're afraid that when I look at you in the morning that I'll have regrets?

"That would never happen." She said with a small laugh.

"Show me." He said pulling her into another stronger kiss.

He felt her lips smile around his and her mouth opened allowing him access. Booth tapped on the car letting it know they were all set.

"we don't have a ride." She pointed out smiling as she pulled away.

"we don't need one." He kissed her again. "I live right next door." He said matter-of-factly. She took his hand as it drove off and led her upstairs to his apartment.

The next afternoon, a parking garage. They stood watching as the FBI techs searched the car for evidence.

Booth balked over to an annoyed Brennan. "there something wrong?"

"I find I'm annoyed with you."

"why because I fired you and hired you back? It's the federal government."

"no. because you got me drunk to fire me and then have sex with me."

"whoa. No I got myself drunk so I could fire you and you suggested we have sex."

"and then you made a move on me knowing I was drunk."

"which you encouraged." She stared at him for a moment knowing he was right but not wanting to admit it. "why? do you regret that decision?"

"no. I do not. it was my decision and stand by it." She said giving in.

"good because I don't regret it either."

Just then the FBI tech walked up informing them that the car had been cleaned sanded and repainted. There was nothing they could find.

"what that's it?"

"well, we don't have anything bones."

"my people should look at it."

"why?" Booth asked confused.

"because we're smarter than you."

"hey!" the tech said offended.

"oh please do you really think the best and brightest go into law enforcement? No they go to the Jeffersonian."

"oh really because the one I met couldn't pick his nose without instruction." Booth shot back frustrated now.

"the locking mechanism should be removed." Brennan said ignoring his comment.

"ok. You really need to learn how to speak to people." He said patronizingly.

"I speak 6 languages. 2 of which never even heard of." She shot back getting annoyed with him.

"you know what. You're a cold fish."

"you're a superstitious moron."

"get a soul."

"get a brain."

"agent Booth. …we got something." The tech said holding out small fingernail sized n=bone in his hand.

"it's the stapes." She looked up to blank stares. "an ear bone."

"you think its gemma's?" Booth asked her annoyance gone.

"I'd have to get it back to the lab and run some tests to be sure. Anyone who has taken high school science would know that." She said walking away.

Booth grunted frustrated with her and arrested the judge.

9:30 pm. He knocked on her door and she answered in her bathrobe a glass of wine in her hand.

"…Seeley." She stepped out closing the door behind her. "…what are you doing here?"

He kissed her pulling her in close. "I am so sorry. You were right we weren't thorough enough and the guy almost got away because of it. I was glad you were there. I don't regret anything we did. Well besides that fight at the scene earlier. But we wouldn't have caught this murderer without you and I just wanted you to know how grateful I am for that….so thank you."

"…how did you know where I lived?" she asked curiously.

"…the phonebook. You might want to go unlisted. There are a lot of crazy people out there who can just show up at anytime and harass you.

She smiled. "yeah. There are." She pulled him in kissing him strongly

He smiled as she pulled away. "dinner tonight?"

She shook her head. "I can't Angela's over we're having 'girl time'" she said air quotes and all. "… how about tomorrow night 8 o'clock?"

"perfect." He smiled kissing her one last time. "but let's not tell anyone yet ok? I don't want to mess anything up."

She nodded with a small laugh. "deal." She said and slipped back into the apartment.

He smiled walking away.