Authors Notes: This is my first Bones fic, so I hope you all like it. It will probably be 2 or 3 chapters long. It pretty much a combination of a Booth/Bones pairing and a Bones-House crossover that sort of uses the idea of the TV show House being off air for awhile, as it is along with Bones is right now, as a starter for their relationship. Oh, and thanks to Chameron4ever, who Beta'd this for me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, I just on the first season of DVD's/

Enjoy!!!

Brennan walked into the Jeffersonian and immediately went to her office. She hung up her coat, put her purse on the desk, and then she went into Angela's office to see if she was there yet.

Angela looked up to see Brennan standing it the doorway of her office. She looked down at her watch and a look of dismay swept over her face. "Honey," she said to Brennan, "what are you doing here so early?"

"I'm not sure I know what you mean," Brennan inquired. "It's eight forty-five."

"Yeah, but you don't have to be here until nine," Angela said, shutting her computer screen so she could devote her undivided attention to her conversation with Brennan.

"I always get her early Ange," said Brennan, still not sure what the big fuss was about.

"Yeah, but it's Wednesday," Ang insisted, "for the past nine Wednesdays you haven't gotten here till nine o'clock on the dot. With the limited life you have outside of the lab, you really shouldn't be depriving yourself of even fifteen minutes of it once a week," she finished.

"I never even realized that I got here later on Wednesdays," Brennan remarked, "I didn't do anything differently today then I have the past Wednesdays," she paused and thought, "or any other days… of any other weeks."

"You sure your okay honey?" Ang asked.

"House," Brennan exclaimed coming to realization, completely ignoring Angela's last question.

"Something happened at your house?" Angela asked, quickly sound concerned.

"No, " said Brennan immediately, "No, every Tuesday I watch House."

"Sweetie, that's great," Angela interrupted, "I didn't even know you owned a television."

"Yeah well Booth got me into the show," Brennan said.

"So what does that have to do with you getting here early this morning," Angela asked.

"Oh, House wasn't on last night," Brennan answered.

"You watch television in the mornings?" Angela asked sounding slightly wierded out.

"It's simple really," Brennan began, "the human body naturally sleeps for the same amount of time each night in order to keep mental state and physical well being in balance. I probably go to bed fifteen minutes later on Tuesday nights when I watch House, so therefore I naturally get up fifteen minutes later on Wednesday mornings" said Brennan, "but House isn't even on again until the middle of February," she paused, "I still don't see what the big deal is."

The very second Brennan finished talking her cell phone rang. She took it out of her pocket and flipped it open. "Brennan," she answered.

"Bones, get the hell into my car," Booth said.

"Why?" Brennan asked not even bothering to comment on how irritable he sounded.

"Body." Booth replied, not bothering to elaborate, "I'm outside."

Brennan hung up, closed her phone, and put it in her pocket. "That was Booth," she said to Angela, "He's outside. I have to go," she finished as she rushed out of the room and into her office to get her coat.

Angela could only shake he head, She really does come and go to quickly, She thought.

Brennan sat in the car with Booth. They had been driving for a little over ten minutes and Booth had been completely silent the entire time. Finally, Brennan decided to comment on it. "I really don't know what I did to you," she said, "but you're obviously mad at me." She decided to stop there and see if and how Booth would respond.

"No, Bones… look," he said irritably, "I'm not mad at you, okay, I'm mad at the Fox executives." He paused for a minute but then continued before Brennan could ask him why he was mad at a TV channel. "Dammit, look," he cried, "I need an hour of television once a week to keep me going. Okay, without it I get bored, and unhappy, and maybe a little cranky."

"I actually think I'm functioning much better this morning without watching House last night," Brennan answered

"Bones, please don't rub it in," Booth said in exasperation squinting his eyes shut as he spoke.

"You know, it's really unhealthy to have a lifestyle that depends so heavily on television to keep you going," Brennan remarked.

"You know what Bones," said Booth, "that's great, alright, but I really don't care right now," he finished emphasizing the really, as he began to drive up a steep winding road that lead to a forest and a swampy area.

"Were the remains found in a swamp?" Bones asked as she began to realize the area they were in.

"You know what, I don't know," answered Booth, "Probably. But right now my mind is on House's new team and the case that they should have solved last night."

"Yeah, I must admit I'm sort of curious about that too," Brennan answered.

"Ha," Booth laughed, "TV even got to you."

"No it didn't," Brennan said defensively, "the show was at a turning point, it's natural to wonder about it."

"You see any of the earlier episodes?" Booth asked changing the subject slightly.

Brennan wasn't sure that a conversation focused on TV was the best thing for Booth right now, but she decided to answer him anyways, she couldn't resist. "No, I haven't actually," she said. "Maybe I'd like to see a few of them though. I'm very curious as to how Dr. House damaged the muscle in his leg, and what drove the doctors to have it removed."

"Yeah, there's an episode all about that, Three Stories," said Booth. "I have all of the DVD's, borrow them sometime if you want."

"I don't own a DVD player," Brennan answered.

Booth could only smirk at this. "I was probably going to watch a bunch of episodes tonight," he said, "Come over and watch them with me if you want."

Brennan paused to think about it. She knew how unprofessional it would be to watch DVD's with her partner, especially during a case, but she really wanted to know the mystery behind the limping Dr. House. She couldn't help it… her curiosity outranked her ethics. "Fine," she answered, "I'll come to your house tonight at seven."

Part of her was jumping for joy at the thought of her bubbling curiosity for Dr. House finally being brought to a simmer. While part of her wanted to slap herself for agreeing to something so leisurely and fun during the beginning of a new case.

Authors Notes: There's the first chapter…… I hope you liked it : ) I will try to put the next chapter up over the weekend. Pretty, pretty, please review……. You don't know how helpful your feedback is.