Title: Of Pirates and Pirate Booty
Summary: Booth and the Squints get an all expense paid trip to the destination of their choice. Upon arriving at said destination, a two-century year old pirate mystery is unearthed, and they get thrown into the adventure of their lives.
A/N: Well…here it is you guys. My brand new story. For those of you who haven't read it, check out California's Always Sunny, my now completed story. I hope you like this one. And remember to REVIEW cause they always give me that boost of confidence, you know.
Oh…and I decided not to put Cam in this. I didn't feel like dealing with her, so yea.
Disclaimer: If I owned Bones and it's characters, then Booth would be mine. But since I have no Booth…then I guess I don't own it, now do I?
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Chapter 1
"Squints!" Special Agent Seeley Booth yelled as he made his way into the sterile environment of the Jeffersonian Institute. Sticking his left hand into his suit pocket, he checked the watch on his right wrist. 'Half past six.' He thought. 'We're gonna be late.' Letting out a frustrated sigh, he made his way to his partners, Dr. Temperance Brennan, office. They were close…really close. But he wanted to be closer to her. As close as he could possible get to her; a relationship close. 'But she doesn't think of me like that.' He though sadly. When he got to her office door, which was closed, he thought of knocking, but then thought against it. Opening her door, he barged in, making his partner jump in surprise.
"Bones." Booth started sternly, "You and the Squints were supposed to be next to the examination platform at 6:30. It is now," he looked at his watch, "6:32, and no one is there." He looked at her expectantly, and she rose an eyebrow.
"Take a freeze pill, Booth." She shook her head, saving her file and shutting down her computer. She had been working on her book, but nothing had come to her.
Booth rolled his eyes. "It's chill pill, Bones." He shook his head. "Freeze pill." He muttered to himself. Brennan rolled her eyes.
"Whatever." She shrugged and stood up, and Booth's mouth dropped. She was wearing a deep green, floor length, square neck halter top gown. Brennan, oblivious to his stare, turned around to grab her purse, and his jaw dropped, if possible, even more. The back of her dress went down to her lower back, exposing her smooth, creamy skin. "I'm learning, and…" she trailed off, finally noticing Booth and his stare, and she raised her eyebrow again. 'Why is he looking at me like that?' she asked herself. "Booth?" she questioned, and he mentally shook himself, and then flashed her a charm smile.
"Yea, I'm fine." He answered to her unasked, but on the tip of her tongue question. He brought his arm up as she made his way over to her, placing it on the small of her back as always. "You look absolutely beautiful."
She offered a small smile. "Thank you." They found Angela as soon as they walked out of Brennan's office and smiled knowingly when she saw them.
"Hey there, lovebirds." She said.
"Hey Angela." Booth said. "You look great!" he told her. She was wearing a strapless, floor length blue dress.
She waved her arm and smirked. "I know." She stated simply, and Booth rolled his eyes.
"Where's Bug-boy and Braniac?" he asked her. In response to her shrug, he started mumbling incoherently. Taking his hand off of Brennan's back, he said a quick "stay here," and went off to look for them. They watched him leave, and once he was out of sight, Angela turned to Brennan.
"How does he like your outfit?" she asked him, and scheming smile coming to her lips.
Brennan just shrugged. "He said I looked nice." She smoothed her hand down her waist, wiping away an imaginary wrinkle.
"That's it?" she asked her incredulously. 'These two clueless people need to get it together.' She thought exasperatedly. "You look nice. That's all smooth, suave, sexy Booth had to say about your drop dead, knock 'em back dress?" she shook her head.
"Well…"Brennan started, and Angela grabbed her arm, squeezing it affectionately.
"He did say something else, didn't he?" she asked her excitedly. Curse Brennan for keeping her in the dark concerning a certain FBI agent.
Before Brennan could answer, back came Booth with Hodgins and Zack close behind him. They were arguing.
"I was so winning. Larry was so much faster than Jerry." Hodgins argued to Zack.
He shook his head. "No. Jerry was faster. I did the mathematical operation in my head, and my results clearly indicated that Jerry was the faster of the two. Larry was going to come in second." Zack said.
"If you two don't shut up, I'm going to shoot you both." Booth threatened angrily. He shook his head. Angela just smiled, rolling her eyes in the process, but Brennan looked confused.
"What's going on?" she asked, looking from Booth to Hodgins and Zack. They both opened their mouths to tell her, but Booth beat them too it.
"Bug-Boy and Braniac are making us late to our FBI Recognition Ceremony 'cause they were racing dung beetles." He said in exasperation. He shook his head. "Stupid squints." He muttered under his breath.
"They were not dung beetles." Zack said, trying to clarify. "They were a highly rare species of…" Booth shot him a murderous glare, "okay I'll just stop talking now." He finished.
"That's what I thought." He said threateningly. "Now, let's go before they give away our prize 'cause we're not there to accept it."
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"Because of the amazing teamwork and awesome skills of Special Agent Booth and Dr. Temperance Brennan, and the rest of the team at the Jeffersonian Institute, we have successfully closed many puzzling murder cases." Deputy Director Cullen was saying to the crowd of FBI agents and scientists. Dr. Goodman stood next to him, smiling. It was because of his scientists that the FBI was able to solve all the cases that had been solved. The team stood up on stage with Cullen and Goodman, smug looks on their faces. "We have decided to reward them for their hard work and dedication with an-," he paused for affect, "all expense paid trip to the destination of their choice." He finished.
The crowed stood up and started cheering and whistling, while Booth's mouth dropped open. 'An all expense paid trip!' he thought excitedly. After the cheering calmed down, and everyone went to get some alcohol and food, Cullen and Goodman came over to them, holding five white envelopes, their names emblazoned on them in black cursive.
"Now, when you are ready to take your trip, take these special FBI and Jeffersonian cards and give them to whomever you need to pay. It will automatically deduct the money from the funds set aside for this trip." Dr. Goodman told them. He passed the envelopes to the respective owner.
"And for the love of God, don't go on a ten thousand dollar shopping spree." Cullen told them, looking mainly at Angela and Brennan. Shaking each of their hands, Goodman and Cullen walked away, talking amongst themselves.
"Wow." Angela said dreamily, fanning herself with the white envelope. "An all expenses paid trip to anywhere we want." She sighed happily. "I love our jobs." She told the rest of the group earnestly.
Brennan agreed. "I can finally get the rest of my book finished." Angela and Booth looked at each other, raising their eyebrows, and then looked at her.
"Uh, Bones. It's a vacation…not a work trip." Booth told her. 'That woman and work.' He shook his head.
"Yes. I plan on going to visit my family before I head off to Iraq." Zack told the group. "I am not going to work. I am going to say good-bye to my family in case I die and never get to see them again." He finished bluntly. Everyone looked uncomfortable at that, and Hodgins quickly changed the subject.
"Well babe," he said gleefully to Angela, running his hands together. "Where should we go."
"And where should I go?" Brennan asked herself quietly. 'Somewhere sunny. And warm too.' She thought.
"Let's go to a tropical island." Angela said happily. She could see it now. White sand beaches, waterfalls. She shivered in delight and anticipation. She could hardly wait.
"That sounds like a good idea." Brennan mused. "I think I'll go to one too." Booth looked between Angela and Brennan. Shaking his head, he went over to the two ladies.
"Here's an even better idea." He said, placing his arms around both of them and drawing them to his side. "Why don't we all go…together?" Brennan cocked her head and looked up at him, while Hodgin's gave Booth a murderous stare.
Angela noticed this. "Booth, as much as I would have loved this say six months ago," she started, gently moving his arm off from around her shoulder and moving to stand next to Hodgin's, "a certain male would probably like to hurt you as much as possible for touching me."
Booth looked at her, and then Hodgin's. "Well you can tell this 'certain male' that I have a gun and would be more than happy to use it." He smiled smugly and unconsciously brought Brennan closer to his side. "Now what about my idea? I mean, we are all friends…no matter how much I want to shoot you sometimes." He said, muttering the last part under his breath.
Brennan slapped him on the arm. "I think it's a great idea."
Angela agreed, and Hodgin's clapped his hands together. "It's settled then. We're all going together." He sighed and looked off into space. "Think about it…warm sand, beaches, and waterfalls. Lush tropical forests full of exotic bugs galore."
"Right." Booth said. "Okay here's the deal. No working." He looked pointedly at Hodgins and Brennan. "This is a vacation. No looking at bugs," Hodgin's stared at him incredulously, "and no working on your book." He said, looking at Brennan. "Vacation means no work, and that is exactly what we are going to be doing."
Brennan glared at him. She would work. She was sure of it.
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Well that was the end of the first chapter! I hope you like it, and you'll find out where they're going next chapter!
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