Disclaimer: I Don't own Bones, it does own me.
Have you ever noticed that your thoughts start to get stranger the farther past midnight it gets? Somewhere around 3 AM all logic, all rationality is gone. This is evidenced by the illogical choices that seem to be made at closing time at most local bars. It doesn't matter how high your IQ or how much street smarts a person has, very bad choices get made it 3 AM. It's one of those such choices that put these two people in this situation. Two people who never ever would have made this choice at 10 o'clock in the morning or at five o'clock in the afternoon. No, they would never have made this choice at any other time of day. But here they are, making choices that in the light of day they will surely regret. Here, now, as the church bell chimes three times decisions are being made actions are being taken that have the possibility of changing the future of this man and this woman.
They are going to do it anyway. They can't help themselves. Years. Five years. Five long years. There have been glimpses, tiny insights that this was coming. You could see it in the sideways glances and slight touches. While for the rest of the world it is obvious, to the two of them, the two with the darkest blinders on this revelation is possibly life shattering.
The choice has been made. There will be no turning back from here. Sure wine and whiskey will be blamed and why not? They have both consumed enough of each to layout a 200 pound sailor. But even through a drunken haze they know what they are doing.
A smile is shared between them, a knowing smile. Each in turn begins to undress. The shoes go first. She is just wearing slip ons which fly easily through the air when she kicks each leg in turn. They both laugh at how far the shoes were able to go. He has a harder time, somehow the laces on his shoes have formed a knot that frustrates him so much he gets out his pocket knife and cuts through them just to get out of his shoes. As he's trying to get his socks off the inbalance caused by way to many drinks threatens to topple him over he reaches out to her. Yes her, she is his rock, his port in every storm. He knows she'll be there to help him and placing an arm on her steady shoulder he reaches down and one by one pulls off his socks a smile is shared between the two.
"Funny" he thinks "I knew this day would come I just never thought it would be with her."
She smiles up at him and she knows this is a man she can trust, he won't leave her, not now anyway.
And slowly eyes lock upon each other, smiles spread across both of their faces they began to unbutton their shirts one button at a time. As each button is released from its captivity the smiles on their faces gets bigger and broader until the last one is done the shared smiles turn into giggles. The gravity of the situation begins to take hold. Are they really going to do this?
Neither of them is a coward so no no turning back now. Both are giggling like school children as they begin to unbutton their pants. The garments are quickly removed and tossed aside. He can't help but notice the deep purple lace that comprises her bra and panties. She smiles at the sight of his boxers covered with what looks like an alien with a broom on its helmet.
He reaches for her hand and she places her small one in his larger one. Together they turn toward the objective which will be their undoing. It lies mere feet away. They take a deep breath gathering courage, both, knowing, both understanding that this first step would surely be a jolt. But they take the steps anyway. Amazing. Glorious. Unbelievable. Freedom. Laughter. Joy. Uninhibited. Blinding light. Fireworks? Police officers?
And the headlines read... FBI's top investigators discovered uncovered in the Washington Mall. The two were apparently celebrating the recent sentencing of the mass murderer best known as the Gravedigger. Authorities state no charges will be brought at this time. A video of this celebration has gained worldwide fame with over 3 million hits on YouTube.