Title: What Were You Thinking?

Summary: Tag to Party in the Pants… just what exactly was going through Cam's mind…

If there are any typos let me know because I didn't proof this. Hope you like. Let me know what you think!

'What the hell were you thinking, Camille,' I scolded myself as I briskly walked back to my office. 'We're investigating a case with a stripper as the victim and you see Hodgins walk into his wife's office so you decide that that would be a perfect time to go talk to him.'

'Really, Camille, it's time you get your brain checked out to make sure there is something up there. They didn't care about security cameras while they were not married. What made you think that they would care about them now?'

'I think I need to go find a bar of soap to scrub that image of Hodgins stripping out of my mind.'

'Now if it was Booth… No, don't go there, Camille. He's happy with Brennan and has enough to deal with with his mom back in the picture…'

'Oh… but now I can't get that delightfully delicious sight out of my brain… Why, Camille? Why did you have to go there?' She walked into her office and sat at her desk, thumping her head onto her desk. She heard someone approaching her office and coming into the room.

"Um, Cam?" She groaned. Of course it just had to be who her resent fantasies were of.

"Out!" she told him, not lifting her head from the desk, but pointing with her hand to the door that he just entered.

"Are you OK?" he asked her, more concerned, about to step another foot into the room. She wanted to groan again at his concernedness.

"OUT!" she repeated louder. He got the message and scrambled for the door.

This was going to be a hell of a long day.

Later that night both Booth and Brennan were home, sitting with Christine on the couch. Christine was content with chewing one of her stuffed animals. Booth's mother was in the other room.

"Any idea what was up with Cam today?" Booth asked Brennan.

"From what Angela told me, she might have seen Cam walk into her office while Hodgins was striping for her."

"Ouch… why would she have bashed her head on the table though when I came into her office and ordered me out when I asked her what was wrong."

"My hypothesis is that she didn't like the image of Hodgins stripping and she chose to replace the image with someone that she finds more sexually alluring, namely you."

"Seeley what?" Booth's mom asked coming into the room.

"Nothing, mom!" Booth said jumping up from the couch, making Christine look up at him and cock her head. He picked her up when he saw her looking at him.

"One of Booth's former girl-friends and still friend might have just been picturing him naked for a better sight after she saw another co-worker doing a strip for his wife in the office."

"Bones!" Booth hissed, turning red from embarrassment. "She's my mom!"

"I'm sure your mother is well aware that you engage in sexual intercourse seeing as you have two biological children."

He shook his head. "Come on Christine, why don't I get you ready for bed so that they can't torture me anymore." Christine giggled. "Yeah you think them torturing me is funny, don't you?" She giggled again. "Say good night to Grandma." She waved and Booth's mom kissed her on the forehead.

"Night-night," she told the little girl.

"Let's go little missy, time to get ready for bed." He giggled again. As he started walking up the stairs he told her when he heard Brennan and his mother talking again, "Your mother is definitely going to kill me one of these days." She giggled again. "But I wouldn't have it any other way… I'm definitely going to need to bug Cam about what Bones thinks she was thinking." Booth said with a smile.