A/N Okay guys this is my first go at writing fan ficition. I chose my favourite show Bones for my first attempt. Hope you like it! Don't forget to review - be gentle on me!

Finally

'Dr Brennan, may I see you in my office please?'

'Dr Goodman, I just need to finish placing these tissue markers so Angela can start a facial reconstruction. Zack, can you get me the photographs of the body in situ, I need to determine the position of the skull when it landed on the concrete.'

'Dr Brennan, this is rather urgent, please will you follow me to my office now.'

Brennan swore inwardly and put down the skull she was working on. Snapping off her gloves, she followed Dr Goodman to his office.

Standing in the doorway impatiently, she motioned for him to announce the reason for her interruption.

'Dr Brennan, I'm fully aware of the recent events in New Orleans that you have had the misfortune to experience. That is why I am sending you on a short vacation…'

'But Dr Goodman, I'd rather just concentrate on my work here at the Jeffersonian, I really don't need a vacation…' Brennan interrupted.

'Precisely, which I why I intend on you combining the two. I have recently been contacted by my counterpart at the Windward Isles Center for Archaeology. They have a set of bones that have been found in a chest buried on a beach. Some construction workers found the chest whilst laying the foundations for a new hotel. I would like you to take a week's vacation in St Lucia and combine it with using your skills to determine age, sex, the usual.'

'I'm sure they have someone suitably qualified to carry that out, they hardly need me…'

'On the contrary, Dr Brennan, you are exactly the person they need. Now your flight departs tomorrow morning from Dulles…'

'But what if Booth needs me to…' Brennan began contesting but was cut short by Dr Goodman's phone ringing.

She stalked out of his office, heading back towards the lab to break the news to her team. Brennan was furious. To be ordered around like that was something she was most certainly not used to. That was usually left up to Booth. Booth. She wouldn't see him for a week. A whole week. Brennan paused as she realized what her mind was thinking. Never before had she had a dependency like this. Yet since he had come to her in New Orleans, she had felt such a connection to him. Yes it was borne out of his role as her 'protector', an idea she disliked immensely, but this was something more. He was her best friend. Her shoulder to cry on. Her knight in shining standard FBI issue body armour. Pushing these thoughts out of her mind, she strode back towards the lab.

'Definitely something fishy going on. Goodman's been sneekin' around all day. You know I bet he's building up to announcing another charity gala we have to attend…'

'You know what, Hodge-Podge, you really should get out a bit more and stop over analyzing Goodman…it's getting obsessive..'

'Guys, I have some bad news, Dr Goodman is shipping me over to St Lucia for a week to analyze some skeletal remains.' Brennan leaped up the stairs to the platform, eager to resume placing the tissue markers.

'I knew it! He was up to something! The guy must have spent ages building up the courage to give Dr Brennan an order like that!' Hodgins smirked

'Sweetie, you know what this means! Sun, Sea…Something a little more fun that being in the Jeffersonian all day that's for sure.'

'Angela, I intend on providing the required information then getting on a plane straight back to DC. I may only be gone a few days. Zack, will you please carry on analyzing these in my absence. I'll try to finish up as much as I can before I leave tomorrow.'

A/N Hope you liked it! I was kind of nervous about submitting something fo the first time. This was written at 3 in the morning! Apologies for any mistakes/inaccuracies. Review and I'll love you forever! x