Okay, so some of you wanted the sequel of the story "Tell Me". This is it ;) It's called "What!?" and it is built up in the same way; three parts with flashbacks, just as the previous story (Okay, so for all of you who haven't read the story yet, it can be found here: .net/s/5323240/1/Tell_Me . I strongly advice you to read that one before this, but I can't make anyone who doesn't want to. It's just that you will probably understand this a bit better if you do. Oh, and if you do read it, please leave a comment (I really like comments ^^) )

I hope you enjoy it =) And I appreciate reviews :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Bones. Not now, not ever (by the looks of it anyway...)

"Dr. Brennan, I must say I was a bit surprised when I got your call, requesting a private meeting with me" Sweets said as soon as Brennan had sat herself down in the sofa.

"Well, I didn't know who else to talk to" she said and Sweets looked surprised "That's obliged to keep quiet that is"

"Trust me. It's not going to leave this room"

"Good" Brennan leaned back in the sofa. "Well, as you may, or may not have heard. Booth and I are dating now"

"Okay" Sweets took notes

"And, well, things haven't been going that great between us lately…"

"Bones! I don't care what you say" Booth was mad "You don't even have a gun! What were you thinking going after that serial-killer all by yourself!? Are you a complete idiot!? You could at least have told me what you were up to"

They were in one of the rooms in the hospital. Brennan was in one of the beds and covered with bumps and bruises from a fight. They wanted to keep her over night just to make sure she was okay.

"I am not a complete idiot!" She yelled back

"Oh, really!? Cause you sure act like one!"

"And furthermore, I did call you but you were in a meeting!"

"And you didn't think "Geez, maybe I can wait an hour or two, just for my own safety"!?"

"No! I'm sorry, but we had a SERIAL-KILLER on the loose and you wanted me to wait an hour or two!? People could have gotten killed during that time!" They were yelling pretty loud and one of the nurses came to tell them to either be quieter or Booth would have to leave.

Booth chose the latter one.

"I'm leaving now, I'll come by later" he said coldly.

"Fine" Brennan mumbled and looked out the window…

"But you're fine now" Sweets pointed out "How long ago was this?"

"A couple of weeks"

"So that explains why you weren't in therapy. I swear, sometimes people don't tell me anything"

Brennan gave him a killer-look.

"Okay, moving on" Sweets always got a bit scared when she did that.

"So, I was in the hospital after Booth left…"

"Sweetie!" Angela came bursting through the door.

Of course, Angela would be the first one out of the "squint-squad" (as Booth so charmingly put it) to come.

"How are you?" Angela gave her a careful hug "I was so worried, I thought you were dead when the hospital called!" she continued.

"Ange, I'm fine. Really, I'm okay"

"But what were you thinking!? Going after that creepy killer all by yourself? You could have gotten yourself killed. Why didn't you wait for Booth?"

Brennan sighed. Of course Angela would give her a lecture about not being careful enough. In Angela's presence, she felt like she was seven years old again and her mother gave her a lecture in why you couldn't cross a street without first checking to see if there were any cars coming.

"Booth was in a meeting and I didn't have time to wait for him"

"Honey, you can't just go after killers like that. They kill people!"

"I know. That's why they are called killers and that's why they need to be stopped"

"But you can't go chasing after people like that. You're going to get yourself killed if you keep that up"

"Angela, I really don't need the lecture"

Angela sank down in Brennan's bed.

"Sweetie, I bumped into Booth in the corridor outside. Anything you want to tell me?"

"Nothing" Brennan looked out the window again.

"Hun, he looked upset. And I can see you are too"

"We had a fight, okay? It's nothing. We have them a lot"

Angela laid her hand on Brennan's knee.

"Sweetie, you want to talk about it?" she asked carefully.

"Not really"

"Is that the whole thing you came to talk about?" Sweets was surprised. He thought Brennan would have been able to process that without a psychologist.

"Why do you ask that?" Brennan sounded a bit hurt.

"Nothing, it's just…you always seemed like the kind of person who could deal with it without anybody's help…that's all"

"No that's not all" Brennan declared. "Last week I was in Booth's apartment…"

"Booth!" Brennan called for the fourth time. "Booth! Have you seen my dress?"

Her face looked a bit better now. Some of the bruises were still there but at least all the swelling were gone.

"You're what?" Booth wasn't listening.

"My dress! The red one I got in Las Vegas"

"No, why?"

"I was going to wear it to the dinner at Angela's tonight"

"The dinner?"

"Don't tell me you forgot! Hodgins and Angela invited us to dinner a couple of days ago. I told you that!"

"Well, when are we leaving?"

"In an hour. If I can find my dress that is"

"I'll go and get ready then"

Brennan searched for the dress another five minutes and then she gave up. She walked back into the bedroom.

"Any luck?" Booth wanted to know.

"Nope"

"Well, why don't you wear the black dress we got in Las Vegas then? That's pretty too"

"You thought it was hot!"

"Yeah, well I thought the red one was hot too, but I didn't say anything"

"Really?" she turned around.

"Really" he kissed her and pulled her down onto the bed with him. "Maybe we should call them and tell them we'll be a bit late"

"Maybe we should"

She dialed Angela's number.

"Hey Ange…Yeah, We're coming…"Booth was constantly kissing her neck "…Yeah, I couldn't find my..umm…dress!... what do you mean "Uh-hu" I can't find it…Yeah, well, we're going to be a bit late..Okay…Bye" She turned to Booth "I think we got ourselves a few more minutes anyway" she smiled.

"Good" he smiled back.

Okay, I know this was short, but I promise that that other parts will be sliiiightly longer ;)

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