A/N: Thanks to redrider6612 for beta-ing this for me.
Brennan rushed into Angela's office, hastily glanced about to make sure Angela was the only other occupant, and then closed the door. Brennan's hurried movements caught Angela's attention.
"Sweetie, what's going on?" queried Angela.
Brennan answered in a quiet voice, "I have a problem."
Surprised Angela responded, "But you never have problems. You always say you can take care of yourself."
A pained look came over Brennan's face. "I know. But I just don't know what to do about this," she said.
"So spill. Maybe I can help."
"I came to you because I think you can help. But I don't get the part about spilling. What should I spill and why?" asked Brennan.
Angela sighed. "It means you should tell me your problem."
"Oh," said Brennan. "Well, um… it's about Booth."
After a long pause, Angela asked, "Well, what about him?"
"It's so annoying. It's like I can't stop thinking about him. And then I've been having these dreams. Ange, what's wrong with me? It's like he's tormenting me, even when he's not physically present."
A smile brightened Angela's face. "And this is a problem, why?"
Miserably, Brennan muttered, "Because I think it's starting to interfere with my work."
"But sweetie, this is a good thing. You should be happy about it," exclaimed Angela.
Brennan looked confused. "How is something interfering with my work a good thing?"
"Not that, silly. You're in love. With Booth." Angela broke the news to her gently.
"I fail to see how this is a good thing. This could seriously screw things up." Panicked Brennan asked, "So how do I fall out of love with him?"
"I've never tried to fall out of love with someone," said Angela. She thought hard for a minute trying to frame her explanation in a clear way. "When I've fallen out of love with someone, it was because the relationship became boring or because I found out we weren't compatible or because they couldn't handle what I do for a living."
"But that doesn't help me," Brennan cried desperately.
"I suppose if you stop spending time with someone that would work too. But sweetie, I'm not sure that would work with Booth. If you tried to stop seeing him, he would notice eventually. He's persistent and he would want to know why."
"So what do I do?" asked Brennan.
A smirk crossed Angela's face. "Well, there is something else that might stop you from thinking and dreaming about Booth all the time. If you were in a relationship with him, after a while, you'd stop being distracted by your thoughts and dreams."
"Are you sure that would work?"
Angela nodded. "Yep. It did for me."
Skeptically, Brennan said, "I'm not sure. I need to think about it."
"I'll be here when you make up your mind," Angela said with a smile. As Brennan let herself out of the office, she turned back to the facial reconstruction she was working on. Outwardly, Angela appeared calm, but inwardly she was doing a happy dance.