Booth opened his eyes with a smile. Light streamed through the curtains, illuminating the room. He lay on his back, content, as his mind flashed through the events of the previous night. He then rolled over to face the person that currently occupied the other half of his bed. He pulled the hair back from her face and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Bones, wake up. It's breakfast time".
His partner woke up and sleepily turned to face him. She also had a smile on her face. She gave him a slow, deep kiss, and they both relished it. After the kiss had ended, Bones took a look at the clock on Booth's bedside table and her eyes widened in shock. She and Booth were over an hour late for work. With a yelp, she jumped up, and they both hastened to get dressed.
They gulped down a quick breakfast and hurried to the car, and Booth sped off in the direction of the Jeffersonian. As Booth sped through the streets, Bones continuously glanced at the clock on the car dashboard. She had not been this late to work... well, ever, and she did not want to be the topic of gossip at the Jeffersonian.
When they arrived, in the car parking lot, Bones and Booth rushed towards the lab, and ignored the greetings and questions aimed at them as they entered the building. When they reached Brennan's office, they sighed in relief. However, their relief was short-lived as Angela appeared at the door, trying to look concerned, but unable to stop the grin spreading across her face.
"Wow, Bren, only an hour and a half late, what kept you?" Angela inquired in a tone that implied she knew exactly what had kept her. Booth shot a nervous glance at Booth, their relationship was fairly new, and they had decided to keep it a secret until they had settled into the relationship. Telling Angela would ensure that in a matter of minutes, the entire Jeffersonian Institution, and half of the outside world, would know that they were together.
"Ermmm... Booth and I were finishing some... paperwork last night, and... lost track of time", Brennan stuttered awkwardly. Booth half-heartedly shrugged in agreement.
"Oh, of course, sweetie, that makes perfect sense", Angela replied, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"So, will you tell me what you were really doing, or do I have to use my imagination?" Angela asked. "Because my imagination can conjure up some pretty vivid images, just so you know".
Brennan sighed in defeat. Angela wouldn't give up until she had learned the truth, and it was probably better that Brennan found someplace secluded and quiet to tell her, so that her screams wouldn't reach around the whole institute.
"So? And don't leave out any details. You didn't keep in the dark when you were with Sully", Angela implored.
Brennan led Angela to a storage closet and locked the door behind her.
"OK, but do you think you could keep it to yourself? Well, I suppose that because it's an inevitable that you spread this around, but, don't, you know, go screaming about it at the top of your lungs to everyone? Please, Ange?"
"Well, as long as I get the full story, and you don't leave out anything", Angela acquiesced.
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