This is my gift to Rynogeny for the 2016 Bonesology Valentine's Day Challenge. She requested the following:

Characters I wish for: 1 - 3 characters, B&B, any of the others, really
Please include: 1 - 3 elements: romance or friendship
Please exclude: 1- 3 elements: mean tension/conflict among the team, death or violence against any of them
Maximum rating: any

I've always felt that Booth and Brennan's trail that they blazed could inspire others down the line, but what if there are two people who are in danger of making the same mistakes B & B did? How does our supercouple assist the younger duo to get back on the right path? Read this four chapter story and find out.

Rynogeny, I hope this is a nice gift for you. I want to give a story as awesome as the one I got from MoreBonesPlz...


The morning of February 11th was sunny and looked to be another typical day in the Booth-Brennan house.

Well almost.


Brennan was rinsing the breakfast dishes in the sink. "Come on Booth….give me a hint! I think I deserve it since Cam and I have to meet with the Board of Directors today for the tentative budget for the next fiscal year."

Booth looked up from his newspaper and laughed. "I hate budget meetings, too, but no, Bones. You get to wait until tomorrow."

"Does anyone else know?" Brennan asked. Seeing's Booth's smirk, she turned and saw Christine giggle. Turning back to her husband, she asked, "You told our daughter?"

"No, but she was home when I bought it."

Brennan smiled as a plan came together in her head. "I'll tell you what I got you."

Booth smiled back. "Okay, you tell me and I'll tell you."

"Agreed." Brennan said. "I got you season tickets to see your Philadelphia Whosits."

Booth smiled, knowing the truth. "No, you didn't, Bones."

Brennan stammered in shock. "Y-yes I did."

"No, you didn't because to use them I would have to drive three hours away and let's face it, Bones. You can't stand to be away from me for that long." Booth said with a wide smile.

"Confident, aren't we?" Brennan said while squinting her eyes.

"But what I will tell you is your gift…it's not here and it's something that only you could love."

"Daddy, do I get a Valentine's Day gift?" Christine said.

Booth got up and picked up his daughter. "Of course you do, Monkey! You get it before you and Hank spend the weekend with Grandpa Max!"

"Yay!" Christine said.

"Christine. Time to brush your teeth before preschool." Brennan said as she saw the time on the clock.

"Okay." Christine said as Booth put her down before she ran into the bathroom.

"A weekend together without the kids, huh?" Brennan said as she smirked at her husband. "This present of yours must be very good. Tell me, Booth." She asked before reaching up and nibbling his neck.

"Whoa, Bones. Nice try, but nope, you will have to wait and-" Booth started before being interrupted by his phone and his wife's ringing simultaneously. "Booth."

"Brennan." The anthropologist said answering hers.

Booth nodded. "West Virginia, huh? All right, Aubrey. I'll be on my way after I take Christine to school."

Brennan listened to her call. "Okay, Cam. I will be there as soon as I can."

Both hang up their phones. "Well, duty calls." Booth said.

"Since you have Christine, I'll drop Hank off at the daycare and see you at the scene." Brennan said before kissing her husband.

"Love you." He said.

"Love you, too." Brennan said in return. "So what are you getting me?"

"Are you going to tell me my real present?" Booth asked. When he saw his wife bite her lip, he smiled. "That's what I thought, but I don't mind waiting until tomorrow, like you will."

"This isn't over, Booth." Brennan said with a challenge in her voice.

"I hope it never is." Her husband said as he looked at the woman he loved with reverence, which was returned by Brennan. They gazed at each other for a minute before the moment was broken.

"My teeth are clean, Mommy!"

"Good girl, Christine." Brennan said before turning to Booth. "I'll go get Hank ready."

"Okay, Monkey, time for preschool." Booth said as he followed his wife.


Booth and Aubrey walked into the lab at 12:30 PM, each carrying a bag from the diner, while the senior agent carried a drink carrier with two Styrofoam cups. Booth watched with amusement as Aubrey searched the lab. "I do appreciate the help carrying in these bags, Aubrey, but you could have waited in the truck. I'm just bringing lunch to Bones and Cam before their meeting at 1:00."

"Hey, not a problem. Besides, I like checking this place out. It's so cool." Aubrey said he continued to look around.

'You mean Jessica is so cool.' Booth thought while attempting to not laugh at the other agent's obvious search for the intern. When he saw his wife coming down the platform, he called out, "Hey Bones."

Brennan kissed her husband as she took the bags and coffee from the two agents. "Thank you for picking us up lunch, Booth. You got the salad—"

"With no olives and vegetable soup. That bag has Cam's tuna melt and fruit salad."

Brennan saw Aubrey standing on his toes up at the platform. "Aubrey, can I help you with something?"

Startled, he turned to the couple. "Nope, just checking things out. Hey, while we're here, is there an update on the case?"

The anthropologist looked at him dumbfounded. "Angela called you an hour ago with the ID of the victim and there's nothing new. We always call-"

Booth jumped in, unable to hide his smirk. "I mentioned to him that that Jessica was working today and you know how Aubrey likes to take a hands on approach with our cases."

The younger agent blushed and Brennan realized what her husband was saying. "Ooooohhh. Well, I do think Ms. Warren should be returning from her lunch break. Oh here she comes now with Doctor Fuentes."

The three turned as Jessica came down the stairs followed by the man Caroline always called "The Cute Cuban", both laughing in an animated conversation. When they got to the bottom, they heard Jessica saying, "No way!" before Rodolfo nodded and grabbed her hand to kiss it in an exaggerated manner. The redhead responded by laughing harder.

"If it's okay with you, Booth, I'll just wait for you outside." Aubrey said in a strained tone. Booth and Brennan didn't miss Aubrey's fists clenched and his lips pursing together in annoyance.

"Aubrey, aren't you going to talk to my intern about the case?" The anthropologist asked.

"You know, on second thought, I can be a bit more patient and wait for a phone call. The lab is the best in the country after all, so I shouldn't be breathing down your neck." He replied as he looked at the two interns one more time before walking out.

Booth saw that perhaps it would be a good time to leave, so kissed Brennan goodbye. "You're getting Hank from day care tonight?"

"Yes. Dad just sent a text saying he could pick up Christine from school if you were busy."

"That's fine. I'll just send a text for him to drop her off before dinner. So, the monkey and I will meet you and the little man at home later. Love you."

"Love you, too." She said before they had one more kiss and parted.

Brennan watched as her husband followed Aubrey out the door. Looking over towards the Bone Room, she saw Doctor Fuentes walk away and Jessica walk to the platform to start cleaning the bones. She wanted to talk to her, but she knew her time to eat, as well as Cam's, was limited. Reluctantly, she headed to Cam's autopsy room.


Three hours later, Booth was going through the bullpen towards his office. "So you're sending Jessica here on an errand here so she can see Aubrey?"

"Yes, Booth. After my meeting concluded, I examined the remains with Ms. Warren and I brought him up subtly in our conversation after seeing how detailed and through she was in her work, which I know means she's emotionally unstable. Apparently, Angela told her you two were here earlier and was upset that she missed him. So, I decided to give her a file to take over to the FBI that I said you needed immediately. Of course, she'll give you the folder. When done, she'll go visit Aubrey and engage in conversation like when you would visit me all the time at the lab. I think I'm getting pretty good at my people skills."

Booth stopped at an agent's desk to examine something. "That's pretty clever, Bones. God only knows Aubrey has gone to the lab enough just to see Jessica."

"Your God has nothing to do with this, Booth."

"I meant that—never mind, Bones." Booth replied. "So what's in the file?"

"Pictures of lingerie. I want to know what may interest you for Valentine's Day since Hank and Christine will be with Dad this weekend. Can't you even give me a hint on what my present is?"

"No, you have to wait until tomorrow. As for the other thing, you're beautiful in anything you wear." Booth looked around the bullpen before speaking quietly. "However, seeing you in nothing is what interests me most of all, especially your awesome rack-hey, I see her heading to my office now. I'll just head over—uh oh."

"What's wrong, Booth?"

Booth watched as Jessica, not seeing him in his office, turned around and spotted Aubrey and Karen Delfs come out of the elevator laughing and smiling. He observed the analyst looking over at his office before she put her hand on Aubrey's arm and caressed it. He observed the agent look visibly uncomfortable, but it was too late as he saw the young anthropologist turn paler than usual and her lips tremble.

"Your plan just took a shit, Bones. I'll call you later. Love you." Booth said before hanging up and walked quickly to his office.

"Hey, Jessica. Bones told me you were coming. Here, come into my office for a moment."

"But—" A tearful Jessica started to say before being pushed into the office.

"Sit in here and wait for me. Do not leave or I have you arrested." He grabbed a box of tissue and gave it to her before taking the file. "Here's some Kleenex so you can cry. Stay here!"

Before the upset girl could respond, Booth walked out towards the two and heard what they were talking about.

"So I do owe you a bacon triple cheeseburger. How about tonight, Agent Aubrey?" Karen asked before putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Ah—" Aubrey replied awkwardly while backing away from the analyst's hand.

"He's busy tonight." Booth interrupted before pointing to Aubrey. "You, coffee room. Wait for me."

"Booth! What—"

"Now, Aubrey!"

Booth didn't miss the younger agent rolling his eyes as he walked away. When Aubrey was out of earshot, he turned his focus to the other person. "Okay Ms. Delfs. I know you saw Jessica Warren by my office before you played touchy feely with my agent. I know you've met her before and she's one that stands out in a crowd so don't deny it. "

"Agent Booth, I don't—"

"Drop the innocent scatterbrain act. He's in love with someone else, but too stupid to admit it. Don't pull another stunt with these two. If you do, I'll pay a visit to Jacob Tanner, the new head of your unit and tell him how disruptive your presence is with one of my agents."

"You wouldn't, Agent."

Booth took one step closer. "Jake and I graduated from Quantico together and I can call him anytime to shoot the shit. While I'm doing that, I can put a bug in his ear about a certain profiler who has difficulties being professional in my division and my concerns of how it could affect our cases. That could result in the profiler's clearance here rescinded and/or a transfer. Not a good thing to have in his or her jacket, now is it?"

After she inhaled once, she walked to the elevator and got on. Turning around, she itched the side of her nose with her middle finger in his sight. Booth's only response was just to hold up his fist with a similar gesture and laugh, making her jaw drop as the doors closed. Ready for confrontation number two, he walked in to see a fuming Aubrey.

"What the hell, Booth? What are you, my dad?"

"No, just someone who cares about your stupid butt. Why were you letting her flirt with you? You're in love with Jessica."

"I was not flirting with Karen. She just touched my shoulder and arm and I didn't ask for it." Aubrey protested. "As for Jessica, it doesn't matter if I'm in love with her or not because apparently, she seems to like foreigners."

Booth shook his head. "You're an idiot, Aubrey."

"Excuse me?" The younger man retorted.

"Jessica is crazy about you and if you weren't busy being insecure about her talking to another squint, you may remember that."

"Hey, I've heard about how before you and Doctor B got together, you would stare down or threaten any guy that even looked at her. Pot calling the kettle black, anyone?"

"Yeah, I did that because I was in love with her, Dumbass, just like you're in love with Jessica. You two may have something if you stop acting like an insecure ass."

"I am not-whatever, Booth."

Suddenly, a light bulb went off. After saying a prayer, he opened the folder, wrote a small note in the cover and closed it. Grabbing Aubrey's empty interdepartmental envelope, he slid the folder in it. "Here, run this to Bones at the Jeffersonian."

"Now?"

"No, next week." Booth replied sarcastically. "Yes, now. Go on. Shoo."

Aubrey made a face before he headed to the elevator. When he was gone, Booth called Brennan. "Bones, it's me. I'm sending Aubrey your way."

After explaining what his plan was, he headed to his office where a red-eyed Jessica was blowing her nose. "Hey, how about a cup of coffee?"

The young woman sniffled as he wiped her nose. "Aubrey said the coffee here is terrible."

"It is. That's why we're going down to the coffee cart outside. Come on."

"Can I have catnip tea? Aubrey always gets it for me from there." Jessica asked.

"Sure." Booth said while holding the door open for her.

When she walked out, he followed her with a disgusted look on his face. "Catnip tea?" he mouthed to himself.