A Midsummer Night's… Hodgins?

Watching her, she stood and swayed to the light music she played as she read over a case file no doubt. He liked to watch her best like this. When she didn't think anyone was watching. That's when you really saw Temperance. When you got to see her let her guard down. No matter how little.

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Standing back Angela and Hodgins watched Booth as he watched Bones. "This is so… Shakespeare," whispered Angela.

Frowning Hodgins looked from Booth to Angela. "Romeo and Juliet?" he questioned.

"No," sighed Angela as she shook her head. "A Midsummer Night's Dream," she corrected.

"How so?" challenged Hodgins.

"Booth and Brennan. They're like Oberon and Titania. King and queen of the fairies." she explained. "He watches her and she seems to ignore him. You know… just minus the 'they've been together before' thing."

Nodding slowly Hodgins looked back to Booth, "Where do we fit in?" he questioned.

"I'd be Peaseblossom, Titania's right hand fairy and you…" looking to Hodgins she smiled. "…You would definitely be Puck," she concluded.

"Puck?!" exclaimed Hodgins, eyes wide.

His outburst gained Booth's attention. "What are you guys still doing here?" he questioned.

"If we shadows have offended, Think but this and all is mended," Hodgins began to recite, only stopping when Angela elbowed him.

Frowning Booth looked from Hodgins to Angela. "What's the matter with him?" he questioned.

"He had some drinks stashed and I'm just giving him a ride home," said Angela quickly as she tried to push Hodgins away. "Stop being a show off! You know that play and you don't agree… I get it," she grumbled.

Nodding Booth grinned. "Lay off the drinks at work Hodgins," he chuckled.

"Fear not my lord, your servant shall do so!" called Hodgins just before Angela pushed him out the door.

"A midsummer night's dream," mumbled Booth, "Puck was always my favorite."

FIN