Disclaimer: Do not own Bones nor will I ever.

In this two-shot, in a Bones universe where Vincent did not perish, Vincent and Wendell get frustrated with Brennan and Booth bickering so in the end the interns decide to lock their teacher and her partner in the storage room of the lab. The first chapter will be the perspective of Brennan and Booth while the second will be the perspective of Wendell and Vincent.

This would be set not long after Hole in the Heart but since Vincent didn't die, Brennan and Booth didn't sleep together.

"Hello!" shouted Brennan knocking on the door of the storage room. Vincent had lead her into the storage room while asking her a question, only to lose him and when she heard the door slam, she knew he had planned this. "Mr Nigel-Murray! Mr Nigel-Murray, where are you!"

"Bones?" someone called and Brennan turned her head to find Booth walking up to her.

"Booth, what are you doing in here?" asked Brennan.

"Wendell said he needed to talk to me about our upcoming hockey game, but he said that he needed to look for something in this closet." answered Booth.

"They've locked us in here haven't they?" Brennan said realising what her interns had done.

"It looks like it. Why do you suppose they did it?" asked Booth sitting down by the nearest shelves.

"I don't know but if they want to keep their jobs, they'd better let us out." she replied sitting by the door in the hope that Wendell and Vincent could hear her on the other side of the door. "So how are you feeling about Brodsky's arrest?"

"I'm glad that I don't have to watch my back anymore, nor do I have to send a private guard to protect Rebecca and Parker. Even though I'm glad that the Gravedigger is gone, I just wished it would have be under the law." answered Booth.

"I'm glad. At least I don't have to look over my shoulder should he use me for ransom or to get to you."

"Vincent was lucky he just missed the bullet by an inch."

"He won't be so lucky when I get a hold of him." murmured Brennan.

"Has he gotten over the shock?"

"Sweets has talked to him about it but Mr Nigel-Murray said he was thankful that he moved just as the glass shattered. If he had moved a second later, he'd probably be dead."

"Well, at least you didn't lose your smartest intern."

"I'm glad Vincent is very valuable. Even if he is cunning and extremely fast." Brennan said looking at her phone. Quickly scanning through her contacts, she found Vincent's number and dialled it.

'You have reached Vincent Nigel-Murray, I cannot come to the phone at the moment, but please do leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can.' said Vincent's voice over the phone. Brennan rolled her eyes and tried again. She picked up the voicemail answer again and put the phone down.

"He isn't answering." said Brennan.

"Why didn't you leave a message?" asked Booth.

"I think he is deliberately not picking up the phone."

"I'll try Wendell but I wouldn't count on him answering." said Booth pulling out his phone and dialled Wendell's number, only after two rings he was greeted with Wendell's voicemail answer. "Wendell, if you do not open the storage room right now then your testicles are going to be hanging from the ceiling the next time I see you." he said between gritted teeth. He hung up and put it down.

"That was a little harsh."

"He's young, he can cope with any pain I can inflict on him." Booth said with smile on his face.

"I wouldn't put it past you to hurt him, but I don't want you to."

"I won't actually hurt him, but he doesn't know that."

"Fair enough." Brennan said looking at her watch.

There was a small pause for a few minutes until Brennan spoke again. "Have you heard from Hannah recently?"

"No. I still get her mail. I just put it in a draw. It isn't like I know where she is. To be honest I don't really care." answered Booth.

"I thought you would care because you loved her."

"I thought I did. Maybe I was subconsciously placing my feelings for you on her, but I didn't love her. I mean she was great but she wasn't the one."

"Then why did you ask her to marry you?" asked Brennan looking confused.

"Because I had that annoying version of Sweets where he gets all shrinky and puts ideas into my head. He said that he didn't want to get to my age and be unmarried. So to show him I decided to ask Hannah to marry me. Basically it was a 'who has the largest dick' competition." explained Booth looking guilty.

"Did you listen to Sweets the night you asked me to be in a relationship with you?"

"He told me I was a gambler. He said we had missed the moment and when you combine those two sentences in your head, I decided to take a shot."

"And when I said no, you thought we had definitely missed the moment?"

"Of course. You said you couldn't change and I wasn't going to force you. I'm not like that. I don't force someone to love me, but I force myself to love women. I forced myself to love Rebecca towards the end for my son's sake and I forced myself to love Hannah because I thought it would be better than not being loved by the one you actually love."

"I thought I didn't have your heart but the Eames case opened up my eyes. She was like me, completely focused on work, single and had rejected someone who loved her." Brennan said sadly.

"Listen, Bones you are not like her. You are a lot stronger than she is. She broke down and it cost her life."

"I broke down and it nearly cost my life."

"You had someone to look out for you. She didn't. In fact you had many people looking out for you."

"Maybe you are right."

"You know I am." Booth said cocking his head to the side with a small smile on his face.

"Are you angry?" asked Brennan.

"No, are you impervious?" asked Booth.

"No."