A/N: I don't own anything. Well maybe the writing but the characters or songs. Nope not a one.
"Dr. Brennan," Dr. Sweets said with a semi concerned expression on his face. "Do you have a minute to talk?"
Brennan glanced up from the paperwork on her desk and nodded to invite the young psychologist to sit down. Seconds passed in uncomfortable silence. Well for Sweets anyway as Brennan didn't mind silence since she so rarely had it.
After what felt like an eternity, she finally turned back to the paperwork on her desk. "Unless there's a reason you're here, I've got work to do."
"There is ummm...a reason I'm here," Sweets said as he was trying to silence his inner turmoil and muster the courage to complete his self imposed mission. "I want to talk about you and Agent Booth."
"I'm all ears," she replied. "Well not actually all ears as I only have two of them and they are proportional to my head…"
"I know what you mean Dr. Brennan," Sweets said with a chuckle. "Do you remember our conversation regarding surrogate relationships?"
"Yes," she replied while leaning back in her chair. "You mentioned that Booth and I had a surrogate relationship that impeded any other romantic endeavor we might otherwise embrace."
"That's correct," he said while leaning forward in his chair. "I want to ask you a question about how that's going."
"If you're asking if I'm available," she said nonchalantly, "I'm truly flattered but I thought you were in a relationship with Daisy Wick."
"I wasn't asking you out Dr. Brennan," he said. "And yes I am in a relationship with Daisy and things are progressing nicely I might add."
"Well then what was your question?"
"I've been trying to figure something out and I'm curious because I haven't found the answer," he said as he fidgeted with his fingers. "You two have gone undercover a few times now and you always play a couple, whether you're married or engaged to be engaged or actually engaged. I find that interesting."
"Why do you find that interesting?"
"Well I understand your personal stance on marriage is that it's unnecessary," he said. "So why do you have no problem acting as someone who has opposing views to your own belief?"
"Because it's acting," she said as her voice rose slightly as if she were trying to convince herself. "Actors portray roles that go against their beliefs all the time. Just because an actor plays a mass murderer in a movie doesn't mean that they condone or believe that what they're doing is right."
"Ok then," Sweets said. "When you prepare to go undercover, who provides your identities?"
"Usually Booth decides that we're a couple."
"Have you thought about why you haven't posed as siblings?"
"No," she said as the wheels of her mind started spinning a mile a minute.
"I understand you two kissed on Christmas Eve last year…"
"Because Caroline Julian was feeling puckish."
"Yes," Sweets chuckled and flashed his toothy grin. "But I also remember that you said it was like kissing your brother. I was just wondering, since it reminded you of kissing your brother, why you haven't requested that you portray siblings when you're undercover."
"I really hadn't thought about it," she said as she scrunched up her forehead. "I just assumed that since Booth was the FBI Agent that he had more experience going undercover and that a couple in a relationship would fit a variety of situations without arousing suspicion."
"Interesting," Sweets said. "So you suspend your beliefs to pretend you're a couple because of a suggestion by Agent Booth?"
"Yes, I trust his opinion and experience in these matters," she said.
"So it's also my understanding that Agent Booth has never been married and never been engaged though he did propose to his son's mother," he said. "He seems to have very traditional values and he undoubtedly wants to get married at some point."
"That's true," she replied with a quizzical look on her face as she tried to figure out where all of this was going.
"I know that you two share an emotional bond and trust each other," Sweets said, "But I think that Booth picks the scenarios in which you're an established couple because he's acting out a fantasy. He wants to get married even though you don't. You're in a surrogate relationship with each other. This is his way of pretending you're a real couple and showing you what it would be like if you two were a real couple cohabitating in the hopes that you'll change your stance on marriage."
"That's interesting Dr. Sweets," she said coolly, "but Booth isn't interested in me and even if he was, there's a line between us."
"Are you sure that the line is still there?" he asked. "Because I'm pretty sure that it eroded like a line in the sand during a windstorm."
"I'm positive that the line is still there," she said.
"How can you be so sure?" Sweets asked. "Have you seen it? Have you tried to cross it but were thwarted? Has he tried to cross it but was thwarted?"
"I haven't seen it as it's not physically there," she said emphatically, "but I know it's there."
"How can you be so sure," Sweets asked. "There's no proof that there's a line but you believe it's there anyway?"
"Yes because Booth told me it's there," she said.
"But didn't Booth tell you that God is there as well? That there's a Heaven and Hell?" Sweets continued. "You don't believe him on those things but you believe him that there's a line? That's not logical."
"It's not a matter of belief or lack thereof," She said as she glared at him for pointing out the fallacy in her logic. "It's a matter of trusting your partner."
"Good," he said. "I'm glad you trust him to such an extreme that you'd let him throw knives at you but it puzzles me that you trust him that there is a line."
"Dr. Sweets," she said. "What is the point in all of this?"
"The point is," he said as he steeled himself for the coups de grace of his entire argument, "I am completely sure that he loves you and he wants to be in a relationship with you even if going undercover it the only way he can act it out with you. I'm also completely sure that he'd kill me for talking about it with you but that if you two did decide to enter a romantic relationship, I'd make sure that you two stayed as partners and would not get separated."
"Is that all?" she asked as though he had just offered her a piece of candy.
"I guess so," he said as he stood from his chair and started walking towards the door. "Just do me a favor and think about it."
With that, he walked through the door on his way to another appointment.
Well, should I continue?