Temperance woke up with Booth's chest as her pillow and his arm securely around her waist. She heard a knock coming from the front door. She wondered who was at the door so early in morning but she knew she should answer the door before whoever was outside woke up Christine or Booth. She silently untangled herself from Booth and grabbed her robe because she didn't want to answer the door at 1:00 in the morning wearing only pajama bottoms and an undershirt. Brennan tipped toed down the stairs and opened the door to see a tall man with pale skin and bleach blonde hair. He looked her up and down and grinned.
"Oh, hello there. Didn't expect to see a woman like- well a woman in general if this is the right place," he said with a thick British accent.
"May I come in, love?" he asked.
"Umm, let me think about it. No," she responded. He sighed and ran a hand over his face.
"What do you want?" she continued.
"My name is Spike and I'm here to see Angel."
