Hey guys!

One shot story, just a little drabble from me to you, my imagination starts working again and I am thrilled! If it wasn't for all of you writing amazing stories, I wouldn't be here writing as well.

It is 25 degrees Celsius where I am at, and this story will be centered around a snowstorm, I guess you can say I needed a little cooling off lol.

So please enjoy, R&R and check out my other story. But most importantly, have a wonderful day!

2 notes: 1, English is not my native language so please be nice. 2, I do not own Bones! (if I did I wouldn't be sitting on my too small balcony, trying to ignore the screaming children)

Location: 20 miles outside of DC, back road.

Date and time: January 17th, 8.30pm

''I still don't get why we needed to go there Bones!'' Booth got irritated with his partner, while he tried to stay on the road.

''I told you Booth, I wanted to be there when the body is packed and shipped, I need to be certain they follow protocol and send the bones to the Jeffersonian.'' Brennan was trying to stay calm, but the tone in Booth's voice made her blood boil. She was aching to get back to the lab and examine the victim, but the weather wasn't making it able to speed, they even needed to slow down. She wanted Booth to concentrate on the road, instead of shouting at her.

Two hours earlier, while eating take out with Brennan, Booth got a call. They found a body in a corn field about 40 miles from DC, and the only way to get there was via a back road. Brennan insisted on going, she was sure the FBI needed her expertise. Booth on the other hand, tried very hard to talk her out of it, the body would be at the lab very soon. He had seen the news, they predicted a heavy snowstorm in the whole area. Unfortunately, Brennan wouldn't take no for an answer, hard headed as always.

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So now the partners were on their way back to the city, still on the back road. The predicted snow was falling in a large amount, with more force by every mile they drove. ''Bones, the weather is getting pretty tough. We need to find somewhere to stay until the roads are cleared.'' Booth looked at Brennan with desperate eyes. ''No Booth, I want to be at the lab when they bring the body in. Just concentrate on the road.''

Booth knew there was no point in arguing, but he had to try. The roads were getting dangerously slick, and he was barely able to control the SUV as it was. He took a large gulp of air and started his persuasive talk, his voice growing desperate at every word. ''Bones, I know you want to, but the FBI is capable of delivering that body just the way you want it. We have to find a place to stay the night. I am a very skilled driver, you know that, but I cannot continue driving in this weather. It is dangerous!'' With the last word yelling, they almost slipped of the road. Booth got control over the vehicle just in time to steer it out of the gutter.

Brennan didn't understand why Booth made a big deal about the weather. She wasn't even scared when they almost drove of the road. ''Then let me drive, I am an excellent driver.'' She suggested.

Booth yelped. ''No way! It doesn't matter who's at the wheel. I'm not putting us in more danger.'' He was checking their surroundings for a house, or even a barn, but it seemed they were in the middle of nowhere.

The partners argued for a minute. Just as Booth wanted to stop driving, the car broke down, shutting off the heat with it. The heavy wind filled with snow was pushing against the windows, burying the SUV in a blanket of white.

Brennan started to bicker at her partner. ''Booth! If this is one of your games, it is not funny. Just drive!''

He was trying to start the car for the third time. ''I can't, it died.'' He sighed.

''Booth, a car can't die, it is not a organism like a human or a dog. Even though humans created the automobile...'' ''Bones, this is not the time for squint talk.'' Booth cut her off, nearly spitting his words. ''The car broke down, that means our heater is not working, and the snow already reached the windows. We're stuck!'' He bumped his fists on the steering wheel, getting angrier by the second. He was getting Parker for the next day, but if they were as stuck as he thought, he wouldn't be home on time.

Brennan didn't know how to respond, trying to comprehend what was happening. When she was about to ask a rather obvious question, Booth grabbed his phone, ready to dial someone. ''No service.'' He grunted. Brennan stared at her partner for a few seconds before asking what she wanted to reassure, especially for herself. ''So... We're stuck?''

''Yes Bones, we are stuck!'' Booth yelled, emphasizing every word. He looked at her, she had her thinking face on again. Did she not listen to his speech? She was brilliant, but also very dense about the most obvious things. ''Are you angry with me?'' She gazed up to his eyes, confusion filling hers. He shook his head, he didn't want to talk anymore.

/

They were both silent for a few hours, and it started to get colder. Booth knew Brennan would bring up some crazy anthropological idea, and he braced himself when she opened her mouth to talk.

''We have to get closer together. Two naked bodies together regenerates more heat than any coat can.'' She looked at him, determination in her eyes.

She took off her jacket and started to unbutton her shirt.

''Whoa wait up Bones, did you say naked?'' The last word was merely a whisper. A shiver went down his spine. Not a cold one, but a very very hot one. He thought about what this idea could have been, but what she suggested was beyond his imagination. ''Yes I did. I will spare you the 'squint talk' as you call it.'' Brennan took her blouse off and was sitting in only her dress pants and a dark purple lace bra.

Booth couldn't say a word, he was staring at his partner, his eyes wide with disbelief. She was actually going through with this! Then he heard the words that made his heart skip a beat. ''Booth com on, take of your shirt.'' She reached her hands to his buttons and started to loosen them. He locked eyes with her, she had a flirtatious spark in them. She even enjoyed this! He slapped her hands away gently. ''Alright alright, I get it. But I will keep my boxers on!'' She laughed and nodded.

He undressed himself up until his boxers. ''What now?'' he asked, but she already climbed into the back seat. ''I will keep this on, if it makes you more comfortable.'' pointing at herself, only wearing her bra and panties. Booth sighed, and made his way to her. Never in a million years he thought it would take a snowstorm and a broken down car for her to get undressed, clinging to him as they found the right position to sit.

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''This is... Nice.'' Booth stumbled on his words nervously. They were as close as possible, they could even hear each others heartbeats. Brennan chuckled and smiled at him while thinking. Would it be strange to kiss him? I mean we are already undressed, kissing is the next logical step. She took a big breath and found his lips easily. At first the kiss was soft and gentle, but soon it turned passionate. Booth got very eager to undress his partner even more, and didn't hesitate.

Brennan did the same to him, and they locked eyes for a few seconds. A spark flew.

They found themselves kissing again. The night turned out better than they both expected. Even better than their dreams.

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Knock knock! Brennan woke slowly from a strange sound outside of the vehicle. She looked up, noticed the sun shining and saw a figure outside of the window. The figure saw her get seated, blanket wrapped around her. ''Miss, we need to tow this car, it's blocking the road.'' Suddenly Brennan remembered where they were, and she woke Booth. There were cops waiting for the pair to get out of the car, but that was easier said than done...