This is our first fanfiction between Dancesterx3 and EmilyBonesDavidBooth. About 1/4 case fic and the rest is fluff!!!! :) Read and review and tell us how we're doing! Thanks! Happy reading!

~Lisa and Ashleigh

Booth walked into my office somewhere around 1:15pm with his black Razor pressed to his ear.

"Are you serious? There? But that's where dreams come true!" he flashed me a smile as I sat behind my desk."Yeah, okay. Whatever you say." he said slamming the phone shut and slipping it into his suit pocket. "Pack your bags, Bones. Looks like you and I are going on location... to Disney World." he smiled.

"Disney world?" I questioned. "Did Mickey go psycho?" I laughed at my own joke.

"Haha, Bones, you actually attempted at humor." He said cracking a smile.

"I'm actually very humorous, Booth."

"Sure you are, Bones. Now, let's go get those bags of yours packed. I'll be by your place before 7, our flight leaves at 10. We can have dinner before leaving."

"Booth, I'm in the middle of classifying these bones for the Egyptian department. I can't just leave for some case in Florida."

"Oh come on Bones, it's sunny Florida! It's Disney world! Mickey Mouse, splash mountain, parades, it won't even be like working. Think of it like a vacation. A vacation with a dead body. Your favorite."

"I don't have a choice, do I?" I asked looking back at my computer screen.

Booth smiled, "You know me so well."

I sighed, "And I didn't say I liked it."

"See you at 7, then."

I didn't know what was appropriate to pack on a trip to Florida. Well let's see it is middle May. Outdoors. And sunshine, lots of sunshine. It is called the sunshine state after all. I grabbed my cell off of it's charger and dialed a very familiar number.

"Ange?"

"Hey sweetie, whats up? Everything okay?"

"I don't know if I should pack my bikini..." I said frantically as I threw my pink, black polka-dotted two piece on my bed.

"What? Wait, slow down. What are you packing for?" She asked calmly.

I sat on my bed and sighed. "Booth said they called in a case from Florida. We are leaving tonight and I don't know if I should pack my bikini."

"So you and Booth are going to Florida? Alone?"

"Yes, Ange. Please, can you just help me?"

"Alright. Hang on. I'll be there in 10. Have some coffee ready. This is going to be a long night."

She hung up before I was able to reply. I threw my phone into the mess of clothes piled on my bed and looked at my empty suitcase. Well, first things first, I'll need my lab coat. I folded the material and laid it in the suitcase. After, I went to the kitchen and started the coffee. By the time it was done she had arrived. I poured us both a cup and handed her the cream.

"So," she started, stirring in two scoops of sugar, "You and Booth are going on vacation to sunny Florida. Beaches, sunshine, fruity drinks."

"We're going for work, Ange. So lets focus on that, please."

She sighed. "Well at least pack that cute little nighty I know you have stashed away in the bottom of your underwear drawer. You never know."

I looked at her. "Nothing's going to happen Ange. Besides, we'll have separate hotel rooms."

"Would you for a second listen to me? You may be the expert on all things dead, but I'm the expert on all things love and life and I'm telling you. And besides I never said it was for Booth. There's lots of hotties down in Florida. I remember when I went down in college for spring break and it was like a hottie buffet. Hot guys for miles. No shirts and sun kissed tans, I get the chills just thinking about. So to answer your question, definitely pack the suit." She said throwing the skimpy two piece in the case, "Damn girl that's going to look so hot on you. You better use it. Take pictures." From the closet, I stopped sifting through my tops and glared at her.

"Ange, seriously?"

"Seriously. You're hot Sweetie. Embrace it." She said hugging herself.

"I'm not taking pictures. Anyways, what about this?" I said holding up a maroon knit V-neck top.

Angela looked at it, making a face. "Sweetie, it's going to by like 90 degrees there. You want light, cool fabrics." Then she stopped folding the clothes, that were still in a pile on my bed, and came over to me, sifting through the tops. Stopping, she pulled out a light pink camisole. "Now this is hot." She said pulling it off the hanger.

"I only wear that to the gym." I mentioned, but she refused to listen to me.

"Now we need shorts. Where are your shorts?" She asked getting up.

"Second drawer." I said pointing to the dresser.

Angela began sifting through the various denim jeans and shorts, pulling out a very small pair of denim shorts."Damn. Girl where do you hide this stuff?"

I looked out the closet to see what she had gotten her hands on. I laughed. "Yeah, those. I had a time in college when I thought it was cool to wear short shorts. Michael used to think they made my butt look cute."

"That's probably because he could see it all without having to imagine it. They're going." She tossed them towards the bed.

"What? No. I'm not going to a work site looking like a tramp." I said walking to the suitcase to pull them out but Angela stepped between me and the bed.

"They're not for the job site, sweetie. Just trust me on this, okay?"

"Alright but I need something to wear to the case site, Angela. That's why I'm going. Not to sit out in the sun and develop cancer for relaxation."

"Alright. Well, what about a light pair of jeans and a tank top? You'll wanna be cool since it will most likely be hot. Plus with your lab coat on you're going to be hot."

"Just nothing slutty please."

"I didn't even know you owned this stuff." Angela smiled.

When we finally packed the suitcase, Booth called to inform me that he was on his way. When he arrived, I turned to my best friend and thanked her for helping me pack and that I'd see her in a week when we got back.

"So Angela helped you pack, huh?" Booth said as we walked to his SUV.

"Yeah." I said pulling my luggage up to the trunk of the car.

Booth lifted the door and picked up the suitcase."Geez woman! What's in here? Your whole room?"

"Clothes, work stuff, womanly things."

"Womanly things? Should I ask?" Booth said opening the passenger door.

"Nope." I said climbing in.

"Good answer." He laughed as he closed the door.

"So dinner first? Or do you want to eat at the airport?"

"Airport food? The diner sounds fine."

"They have restaurants in the airport, Bones."

"I know that Booth. I go there often. I do work outside of the Jeffersonian."

Booth smiled. "I'm aware of that, Bones. Diner it is."

After we ate we headed back towards the airport. When we arrived, it was dead. Not much activity going on considering it was 8:30 at night. We ran through security, who had a field day with all of Booth's FBI equipment. Who knew it'd be the cocky belt buckle that would get him into trouble? When we finally made it past the security check, we made our way to our gate just as they were boarding.

It was just after 12 when arrived at the Orlando International Airport. I had my head resting against Booth's shoulder. His jacket was wrapped around my shoulders. "Bones? Are you awake?"

I yawned with my eyes fluttering open. "Yeah." I said through tired eyes and sat up. I grabbed my carry-on and stood up, stumbling some. Booth caught me.

"Easy there Bones." he said, taking my bag and heading off the plane. I was so out of it that I didn't even realize the down pour until we stepped outside.

"You've got to be kidding me." I said. "What happened to the sunshine?"

"It's the middle of the night, Bones, There will be sun in the morning."

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