- "Great! Just great!", sighed Cam as she put the phone down. her superior had just anounced to her that she had to go to Dallas for some buisiness, seeing as things at the Jeffersonian were slowing down. She had an hour to pack her things and get to the airport.

- "...be gone for a week at most." was all Booth heard as he arrived at the lab and was surprised to see Cam with a suitcase heading towards the exit. As soon as she was out of sight, he heard Angela's squeel of joy and decided it was time to announce his presence.

- "Hmm hmm"

- "Hi Booth" chorused Brennan, Angela, Zach and Hodgins.

- "Hi, what's happening with Cam?" asked Booth curiosly.

- "She's gone away on some buisness. So we got a new case?" replied Brennan curiously whilst Angela walked away mumbling something about some work or other.

- "Nope, no new cases. I was just bored out of my skull so I thought I'd come and see you all"

- "Oh, ri...". The rest of Brennan's sentence was drowned by the loud music playing :

"Waste my life! Don't you forget..."

A couple of seconds later, Angela appeared with what looked like food and...was that alcohol?

- "Where's all of this from?" shouted Brennan over the music

- "Come off it Bren! You need to relax a bit! Cam's gone and we haven't got any cases so...we're throwing a little party!" exclaimed Angela whilst pouring herself a glass of what looked suspiciously like vodka.

- "At four in the afternoon? Honestly Angela, even I find that weird!" commented Booth, although he still took the glass that Ange handed him.

An hour and a few drinks later, everyone except Brennan was dancing on the dance floor that Angela had improvised. Booth, wanting to check if she was okay went in search of her and finally found her typing away on her computer.

- "Are you planning on coming to dance sometime, Bones?"

- "I wasn't planning on it no, Booth" replied Brennan not taking her eyes off the screen.

She had come in her office to try and forget the memories of the last time she danced, just before Booth blown up. A shiver coursed through her at the thought.

- "Let yourself go a bit Bones, you work too hard. And right now you're kind of Harold Llyod in 'The Freshman'. So you coming?" asked Booth and felt a bit of satisfaction when she finally looked at him.

Inside Brennan's head it was a turmoil, would being with Booth help? Or would it on the contrary make things even worse? But when she looked up and saw his pleading gaze, she gave in.

- "Okay, I'm coming. I'm coming."

AN: please tell me what you think by reviewing, whether you liked it or hated it. Thanks a lot for reading this. (The M rating is for the later chapters if ever I post them)