AN: So this is my first continuous story. I won't give much insight, but I must say that my second favorite show is LOST, so, yeah. - Wink -
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Special Agent Seeley Booth squirmed in his navy blue seat, checking his seat belt for the umpteenth time. His partner gazed at him with a look of arrogance.
"The plane's not going to crash, Booth." Temperance reassured him, giving a final kick to her bag to shove it completely under the seat in front of her.
"You don't know that, Bones." He answered, reaching over to check her seat belt. She slapped his hand away.
"Chill!" she said, sitting back against her seat. "I've flown over the Atlantic Ocean before. It's not that bad. You have a better chance of surviving if you crash in the ocean anyway."
Booth shook his head.
"And why not?" she asked, annoyed.
He leaned over, his breath tickling her ear. He whispered, "Dunnah…Dunnah…"
Brennan giggled as he nipped at her ear, pretending to be a shark. Two and a half years ago, she would have had him in a painful wristlock for this, but the two best friends have grown quite close. In fact, they have been mistaken many times as being together. The reasons are obvious.
A man's voice filled the cabin as the lights dimmed. Booth looked around like a lost puppy, his playful expression replaced by a look of fear.
"This is your pilot speaking, and thank you for joining us on our flight to Paris, France. The flight time should be approximately five to six hours depending on wind speed. If you'll please turn your attention to our lovely stewardess for safety instructions we should be taking off in a couple minutes. Thank you, and enjoy the flight." An audible click ended his speech and the stewardess began her safety rant.
Brennan began reading her book, but Booth listened to the safety instructions intently. He had a bad feeling about this flight, but he would relax for Bones' sake.
Glancing over at his partner, he smiled, all panic forgotten. His Bones. His painstakingly annoying, socially awkward, brilliantly educated, amazingly beautiful, secret keeping Bones. His best friend and partner.
Booth felt the plane lurch as it brought him back to reality. It gathered speed and soon it tilted upward and they were airborn.
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I know for sure that Brennan wouldn't go for that ear-nip thing, let alone Booth dares to try it, but I thought it was cute, so I put it in there. Oh yeah. And that "dunnah" conversation was the same conversation I had with my mother today as we were boarding our plane. She was Brennan, and I was Booth…minus the ear nip. Ish.
Oh. And since I couldn't really find a place to sneak it into the chapter, the reason they're going to Paris is a forced vacation by Cullen. :P
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