Hello my Lovelies!

Okay this will be my first multi chap fan fiction...so be nice please.

Some of the ideas in this story have come from Junesse, but the writing is mine :P

A big thank you to Junesse for being my writer's unblocker :D

I did have an idea before this story, started writing it but lost it...completely devo... but I'm not going to let you know what it is 'cause I may find it.

So without further interruptions go ahead at read!

Xoxo Higgicm

"Kathy..." was the moan that escaped from his lips as she... Temperance Brennan was sitting in her home trying once again to pick her story up from where she had left it. She was not in the mood for writing a very sensual and sexy scene for her book right now, even though she had a glass of fine red wine and soft flowing music. Just as she was about to start tapping away at her laptop loud music from next door started playing. Hotblooded by Foreigner pounded from her new neighbours speakers; she listened carefully and could hear the faint sound of a male's voice over the thunderous tune. It sounded husky and relatively sexy. After becoming aware to the fact that this stranger was side-tracking her from her new novel and she had a deadline to meet, Brennan got up from her glass desktop, placed her now empty wine glass in her kitchen and ventured out into the hallway to where the music was originating from. She rapped her knuckles on the door wanting someone to answer it right away. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and impatiently tapped her feet on the floor, wanting this man to open the door, turn down the music, and let her get back to writing her sex scene. Brennan heard the volume lower and few locks get undone and then in the doorway stood a shirtless man wearing black slacks and crazy coloured socks. A man, that Brennan noted, was very aesthetically pleasing. She quickly took in his appearance; tall, dark hair, handsome and a dark chocolate stare.

"I'm trying to make two people have sex right now and you can hear the music from my place. Do you think you could turn the racquet down?" she exclaimed with irritation clear in her tone.

"Well you are definitely not the pizza guy." The handsome stranger said with a chuckle in his voice and a flush to his cheeks.

"Excuse me?" Brennan questioned, by now she was getting very impatient, she just wanted to get back to her novel.

"Well for starters, you're obviously a woman." He grinned and cocked an eyebrow at her. "And a very attractive woman at that". This was the breaking point for Brennan and she snapped.

"I'm trying to write a novel and here you are with your loud compositions and talk about a pizza delivery man who is actually a female, you have no consideration whatsoever. Now PLEASE turn DOWN your music and keep it down!" with her tone sharp and final Brennan turned on her heel and marched back to her apartment, the stranger following her. With another abrupt move, she swung to see him standing in her doorway. He gave a cheeky, mischievous grin, flashing his perfectly white teeth her way.

"My name is Seeley Booth, nice to meet you." And with that, Brennan gave a huff of annoyance and slammed the door in his face with a BANG!

Returning to her desk to write more on her book, Brennan glanced over at her clock. It was very late, the book would have to go on hold yet again.

"Wow, she was a bit rude!" Seeley Booth muttered to himself as he walked casually back to his apartment. Grabbing a beer out of his fridge he sat down on his couch and turned his music down a little, he had a hard day at work and needed to unwind. There was another impatient knock on the door. Though Booth was a usually kind and patient man he certainly did not want another confrontation with this very agro woman living next door. Getting up off the couch he shuffled over to the door, the knocking becoming more impatient, making the anger rise in Booth, you can't even hear the music! He thought. It wasn't until he had swung the door open and yelled "You cant even hear the music!" that Booth saw the poor pizza boy shaking offering him his pizza that he had ordered. Booth gave the boy a fifty-dollar note and told him to keep the change and sending the pimple faced teenager on his way. Sitting over back on his couch a million thoughts were going through his mind. His son, his new home, and the two most prominent thoughts were his new neighbour, oh how her legs had looked in those pink boy short pyjamas and who his new partner would be. Booth was an FBI Agent, and now his boss had requested he move houses so he could work with a forensic anthropologist so they could solve murder cases. Probably have some old, balding nutcase as my partner he thought. After eating the whole pizza, Booth drained the remaining of his beer and went to bed, desperately wanting a new, better day to come around to replace the awful day he had.

So what do you think so far? Who will Booth new partner be? I think you know

10 reviews and I will post another chapter =D fair enough? I think so!

Bye for now...Xoxo Higgicm