"Sweetie, your not going to get a man looking like that." Angela pulled her best friend by the arm into a well known clothing store. "Ange whats wrong with my outfit?" Brennan said being pushed into a dressing room arms full of clothes that Angela mindlessly grabbed on their way there. "You look like an uptight lawyer!" "Looks are nothing but a roose to attract a physical mate." Brennan really didnt understand what Angela ment. "which you need bad. Here sweetie put these on."
Angela shoved her beloved socialy challenged friend into the dressing room. Brennan didnt understand but still did as she was told. "Angela?" She knew that voice anywhere. "Well if it isnt the hunky FBI agent. Booth what are you doing here?" She asked, hugging him in return. "Eh, Rebecca has a new boyfriend that works here. i was just gonna flash my badge then... thennn......wow...." Booth stammered at the last bit. Angela turned and smiled."wow indeed." "Ange why am i wearing this?" Brennan was wearing a short red dress that showed her cream colored legs and just enough clevage to threaten a man."Booth? Rebecca has a new boyfriend already?" She asked/knew forgetting she was in a dress. "Yeah... Ange why is bones in a dress? Oh and you look great bones {:)))))}" "Because she cant go out on dates looking like a lawyer!!!" "Booth tell her i always look good for my dates" Booth would but his mind was off shooting the word 'date' "okay your going in that dress. pack up and lets go. Booth i need to leave do you think you can take her home and get her ready?" 'uh." "Thanks booth," with that Angela ran out the store and into her car. Booth threw her his best charm smile and then they were off to her apartment.
"I still dont see the reason why you would buy the whole 5th floor. Dont even bother trying to explain it to me either.'' Bones agreed and walked back to her bedroom. Soon after Booth's phone rang and he was reluctant to answer it. "Booth." He answered. "Hey sharie. Boy bring yourself and sharie down here. We gotta talk to that government agent you arrested last week." The prosecuter didnt sound happy.
"Bones is in the shower getting ready for a date and im not going to pull her down there on her day off!"
"So shes got a date? With you or some one random."
"No 'mom' not with me. with an old friend of hers."
"boy dont sass me. if it aint you its not true. Bye sherie."
he didnt get a chance to say goodbye before the dail tone came in. "Hey Booth could you come here for a second. I need some help." 'Please say you cant reach your back' "Uhhh Bones are you in the shower or in a towel?" 'Booth!!!!" ''Okay okay im comin." Booth pulled himself off of the comfortable couch and into the foggy bathroom. "I cant get my necklace off can you help." There she was. Hot, sweaty, and in a towel classified as a dish rag, sitting on a slippery counter. "Uh sure bones but dont fall. i dont think i could catch you." "Why would i-" And there she fell. On the way down she hit her head knocking her out cold... on top of booth....