This is one that I wanted to write quickly after seeing the honeymoon episode. I wondered about how Booth might react once they got home if after Dr. Perez was arrested Bones insisted on working in the morgue fur the duration of the honeymoon in order to make sure that the work was "properly" done now that the skilled Perez was under arrest. This is what I came up with. I hope you enjoy it. Gregg.
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Booth looked over at Bones as they pulled into the driveway of their DC home. He was still in shock, and he'd actually had time to process it all! Junior was screaming at him that his moment to shine in all his "Juniorly" glory had gone down in flames, and Senior had been at fault. He had to admit that Junior had a point.
"Bones," he said, hoping that what he was about to say wouldn't cause him to wind up a permanent Eunuch. "New rule. Any and all vacations will be well away from civilization, and there will be no dead bodies whatsoever. I don't care if you have to spend a chunk of your mammoth fortune and buy us a deserted island to vacation on."
Bones turned to face him. She knew she had been a bit heavy handed and had made a bit of a mess of the carnal bliss side of the honeymoon, but she'd had a responsibility. "It would not have happened if Dr. Perez hadn't turned out to be the murderer," she said calmly. "But I am more than willing to make it up to you now."
Booth groaned. "That's not the point, Bones," he gamely argued. "Three weeks. We had three weeks to enjoy all the bedroom bliss we could possibly handle with no possible interruptions from that waste of skin Hacker, or even the Squint Squad. Junior down there was practically ready to make a serious bid to join the Mile High Club on the plane ride down there, but he held it together. Three days, Bones. Three days of standing proud and tall and then nothing. Not even a freaking half salute! Instead you worked yourself to a frazzle and I got stuck with El Inspectorio for company!"
"Inspectorio is not a word," she said, smothering a grin.
"Not helping, Bones," Booth muttered. "It was our honeymoon! I was kind of hoping for an around the clock sex fest with the hottest woman in creation, and instead I get three days of said festivities and then 17 days, 13 hours, and 43 minutes of no nookie whatsoever! And sure as God made little green apples, Hacker is going to be on the horn any minute now telling us that we are the only ones who can save his scrawny ass now that the solve rate has gone down the toilet without us, and they have a case only we can solve for them!"
"At least you found that you are a National Hero in Argentina," she reminded him, adding a sarcastic tone to the National Hero aspect.
Before Booth could respond both of their phones chimed. Booth took on look at the screen on his and cursed violently. "I knew it! I just knew it! That putz Hacker has a case for us!" He swore when he got off the phone. "Please tell me we can have a quickie here in the SUV before heading out to see more dead bodies!" he pleaded, knowing full well that it would be futile. Junior was really screaming now at Senior for all the no nookie BS.
"Not until we get home tonight," Bones said serenely, though she did feel bad about all of this. "I promise that you will be more than pleased with the resulting sexual activities."
"I better be," Booth grumbled as he put the SUV in gear and backed out of the driveway. All he knew was that if Hacker was at the crime scene then that waste of skin was going to be bludgeoned to death. The tires squealed as he slammed his foot down on the accelerator a little harder than he should have.
A/N: I decided to write a couple of chapters for this one. I hope you enjoyed the beginning. Gregg.
