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Having a Bad Day

He glared at the male sitting across from him at their small diner table as he picked at the small basket of french fries that sat between them. His younger brother had just finished going on and on about this ring he had found for his fiancé only to get another "Where's the girl in your life?" question slapped in his face.

Jared sipped his barely empty glass noisily, letting the awkward silence sink in and irritate his older brother even more. Suddenly, the sound of a light ringing broke the silence and as Jared rolled his eyes, Booth quickly pulled out his cell phone while holding back a sigh of relief. "Well look at that," he said a little too enthusiastically, "Got a body. Sorry, Jared but…" His little brother waved a hand while stuffing two fries into his mouth. "Yea yea go. I'll call you later," came the muffled reply. Nodding, Booth got up quickly and headed for his SUV with the police lights attached to the top.

Slipping into the car he sighed heavily and rubbed his forehead which was beginning to throb, knowing that the rest of the day his stupid brother's comment was going to egg at him. Especially since now he had to go pick up his partner.


The sound of keys being pressed at a very fast pace filled the quiet office as fingers moved across the laptop's keyboard in fast, yet calming motions. Temperance Brennan watched her laptop with a concentrated, yet slightly bored expression. Since being paired up with her FBI Special Agent partner and being allowed to go out into the field with him, normal office work bored her quite greatly. Still though, no matter how much excitement being in the field may bring her, nothing would ever compare to her true passion: examining bones. Still, she couldn't help but heave a sigh of boredom as she filed a report on a skeleton she had examined of an unidentified civil war veteran. Leaning back in her chair she took a sip of her warm tea and out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a familiar face walking past the area of the lab where they examined bones and came straight for her office. A twinge of excitement found its way into her stomach though she quickly pushed those emotions down. Lately she couldn't tell if her excitement was from getting a case or seeing….

"Hey Bones, case." The short statement took her aback as she watched Booth leave as immediately as he had popped his head in the door. For a moment, she watched him walk off, picturing his usual barging in, clapping his hands together and saying in a bouncy and charming tone of voice, "Okay Bones! Up and atom! We got a case to investigate and a body to examine!"

When Booth was suddenly out of sight, Brennan realized that the short statement was a signal for her to follow him. Standing quickly, she left her office and hurried after him at a quick pace. By the time she had finally caught up with Booth, he was unlocking the door to the SUV and getting in. She opened her mouth to comment on his hasty and unusual behavior but before she could, Booth had already started the engine. Making an annoyed, yet at the same time, worried face, she quickly ran over to the passenger side door and climbed in. The two drove to the crime scene in silence. Brennan really wanted to find something to say or ask what was wrong, but Booth's silence made her think twice.

Finally, they arrived and a small light of hope shined for Brennan when Booth turned to her and said what he always said before they started, "Ready Bones?" She smiled and nodded, something in the repetition of that question before every case brought comfort to the doctor; it made her feel like things were in the 'norm,' if that even meant anything. Both got out of the SUV and approached the scene which was filled with police cars, two nervous witnesses, a lot of officers, the FBI's forensic team of scientists, caution tape, and dirt. Lots and lots of dirt.


"Two teenage boys decided to sneak into the track to get in some jumps while having the whole place to themselves," the main officer in the area explained to Booth who stood looking out to the BMX track with his arms crossed across his chest. Meanwhile, Brennan gathered the things she needed from one of the forensic trucks. "One of the boys was going down one of the hills on his bike, hit something and fell the rest of the way…when they went to remove the rock," he put air quotes around the word rock as the three of them headed toward one of the many hills which had many people in forensic team outfits roaming about it. "Well….I think you can guess what they found…" he said obviously uncomfortable when they reached the middle of the hill that had a skull staring up at the many people who stared at its half-buried self. "Thanks, I think we can take it from here," Booth nodded to the officer who was only too happy to leave them to it and leave the scene.

Sighing, Booth rubbed his now throbbing forehead, "So…what do you think, Bones?" Instead of looking at the skull, she moved closer to her partner, "You okay, Booth?" she asked worriedly. Opening his eyes, he was surprised to see her face so close to his as she watched him closely with worried eyes. His face flushed slightly. "U-uh yea. I just didn't sleep at all last night and I had lunch with Jared…anyway!" He stopped his pathetic explanation and pointed to the skull, taking an awkward step back from the awfully close Brennan, "What uh… what do we got over there…?" Not convinced in the least,

Brennan turned away and walked over to the skull. Crouching down, she pulled out a brush from her bag. She started to brush away some of the dirt surrounding the face of the skull and found that it was in pieces and without the rest of its body. Turning to Booth, she pointed at their findings, "There are many skull fragments and it appears that the only parts left intact are the frontal, maxilla, mandible, and glabella-"

"Come again?" Booth interrupted when he became lost in her scientific jibber jabber.

"The face," she provided as Booth nodded suddenly understanding before asking, "So… where's the rest of the body?" Brennan replied, "I assume the remainder of the body is either buried under the rest of this mound of dirt or spread throughout the rest of the track. We'll have to take the skull and the dirt in which it's buried in order to find all the victim's remains."

Momentarily distracted from his mixed up feelings, Booth gawked at Brennan. "Wait, you don't mean…" She nodded, "Yes, all the dirt."


Nearly three hours later, Brennan was helping Hodgins and Wendell carry some tubs of dirt to one of the examining tables. "Wow, a whole BMX track…" Wendell commented and Hodgins nodded in agreement as he prepared the strainer for the next batch of dirt. "We wouldn't want to compromise any evidence now would we, Mr. Bray?" Wendell looked down and shook his head. "No, Dr. Brennan," he mumbled as he bent down to get a closer look at the bones before him.

So far in all the dirt, the hard working team has found about 80% of the body, every time making sure the bones belonged to the same person, which they did. As Brennan and Wendell both examined the bones, both pointing to key points on the bones that may help solve the mystery behind this poor man, Brennan still couldn't help but worry and think about Booth. These feelings were all very confusing to her; here she was doing her favorite thing in the world and she was thinking about Booth?

Sighing, she removed her gloves and shook her head. Wendell looked up curiously, "Dr. Brennan?" tossing the gloves into the trash she turned to the worried intern who obviously thought he did something wrong. "I am going to check on things with the…investigation, please continue your examination and call me with any new developments." Wendell nodded not hiding in the least his relief, "Yes, Dr. Brennan." With that, Brennan hurried off to find Booth.

Brennan was about half way to the door when she realized that she had left her phone in her office. Not wanting to miss a call about Wendell's findings or anything else having to do with the case, she turned around and headed back to her office. Hurrying into her office she fumbled for the phone on her desk when something caught her eye. Looking toward the couch, she saw something that made her heart melt. Booth lay there sleeping with his back sinking into the soft cushions, his breathing even and his expression peaceful. Slowly, she made her way over to the handsome sleeping FBI agent and sat on the edge of the couch that wasn't occupied by his legs.

It was fascinating to her, the way her feelings seemed to overwhelm her and control her actions while her brain still worked at its normal pace. She had never felt anything like it before, and as her hand lifted slowly towards Booth's hair. Brennan knew she could stop anytime, but she didn't want to.

Lightly ruffling his hair, she smiled softly. Booth was always so stressed out and worked so hard. It always made her sad that there were certain things that bothered him that he never came to her with. Like today for instance, obviously something was wrong but he didn't say anything to her. Her hand glided down his soft cheek and along his sexy jaw, he stirred slightly and though she could leave quickly without Booth ever realizing what she was doing, Brennan remained where she was as she watched Booth's eyes slip open slowly.

Giving her that cute goofy smile of his, Booth muttered, "Hey Bones…." Obviously still half asleep, he said nothing about the hand that still rested against his cheek. Blushing Brennan bit her lower lip, unable to pull herself away like her brain screamed at her to do. "What uh…can't you sleep in your own office for a change?" she teased nervously. Grinning once more Booth snuggled further into the couch, "You've got the comfy couch…" he teased back.

Whatever this weird force was that was overcoming her brain was strong. Brennan slowly leaned forward until she was leaning her forehead against his. Booth's face flushed and his eyes registered his shock; he was obviously awake and aware yet not running away or objecting like Brennan had feared.

"I'm sorry for worrying you…" he whispered. "You didn't…" she replied only to get a soft laugh from Booth, "Yea…right, you were definitely worried."

It was odd, this little back and forth teasing, it was almost like foreplay. But that was ridiculous, right?

"Booth…you know…you can always tell me when something's wrong." He smiled at her worried comment, knowing that she meant every word, "Yea I know Bones…I know…" Brennan felt herself leaning forward, her hands wrapping themselves around his jacket as many flashbacks of the Christmas kiss and many other wonderful scenes that allowed their relationship to grow flashed through her head; she leaned in fully.

When their lips met, it was like electricity shot between them and ignited a fire that heated every action they made. Booth's head leaned up, not away like she thought, but forward with an intense force that only fueled the blaze burning between them. A simple placement of the lips turned into a passionate dance of lust and want. Their lips moved in unison and husky breathes and moans rose from their cores every few seconds. Her hands roamed curiously over his muscled chest, taking in every nook and cranny of her partner's sexy body. So distracted by the man beneath her that she barely registered the strong hands gliding along her shoulders and down her back, but when fingers slid down her spine she shivered with delight and felt herself moving closer to him.

A knock at the door made both of them almost jump out of their skins and Brennan stood up right quickly as Angela walked into the room. "Yes! Ange? What is it?" came her hasty reply. The curious woman raised her eyebrows as she tried to figure out what was up with her best friend. Booth remained quiet and still, holding his breath as he pleaded for Angela not to enter the room further. Seeing as the couch had its back to the door, he knew she couldn't see him from where she was. "Uh…I was just coming by to let you know I finished the facial reconstruction…what are you doing in here…" she inquired moving into the room like a sly cat on the prowl.

Trying to think quickly of a way to prevent Angela from entering the room any further, Brennan quickly asked, "Did-did you already run it through the missing person's database?" Looking down at her clipboard, she said, "No, actually I recognized him if you can believe it; his name has been sort of everywhere lately. Blake Hutton, 22 years old and an on-the- rise BMX rider. He was originally from here, but he recently moved back from Florida when he heard about a competition coming up in the area." She moved in a little further and she couldn't help but notice Brennan's uneasiness. Scurrying around the couch Brennan moved in front of her best friend and said, "I would love to see it, let's go!" With that, she ushered the confused woman out of the office while rambling about the case and facial reconstruction nervously.


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