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I obviously Do not own bones. Also, a shout out to boothaddict77 For giving me an Idea for a story Also this story takes place in 1993 Just to let you all know, this is obvious AU .

Chapter 1- Lost In The Sun

The Philadelphia summer sun rays beat down relentlessly on the sweating pavement of PHL, none of which went even noticed by one young Seeley Booth. He had just spent the last year on duty overseas, and this sun was nothing to what the summer was like in the desert. Lifting his small ratty duffle bag over his right shoulder, he released a small sigh as he studied the parking lot looking for any signs of his grandfathers' well groomed mustang.

"dammit." He hissed as nothing that even remotely matched the cars description. Returning his gaze to his watch, he squinted painfully making out the time: 4.22 . Pops was supposed to have picked him up an hour before, and his patience was running short.

"Should have just taken the fucking buss at this rate . " Returning to his persistent pacing in front of the curb a smaller older males hand suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"A buss? Really ? Show your old pops a little more respect than that shrimp…. Maybe if SOMEONE had mentioned what entrance he'd be at then MAYBE I would have been on time "

"POPS!" Booth couldn't help but break out into a giant grin when he spotted an old man.

"Sorry, Im just a little tired… This connecting flight was shit…" Grabbing the older Booth into a bear hug, somewhat embarrassed by his actions he released pops from his grip and began walking towards the parking lot once more without even thinking about the fact that he had no idea where he was going. The former Booth followed suit and grabbed his grandson's arm and pulled him slightly to the left to the row his vehicle was parked without saying a word.

Quickly arriving at the vehicle he cranked open the back seat and tossed his small lot of belongings into the back seat before climbing into the front seat.

The drive passed by in a comfortable silence for quite some time forgetting how far outside the city there house had been. It had been far too long since booth had been home.

"Hey, pops Im glad to be home…I missed you, And…well I guess Jared too…" He chuckled lifting his lips into a small half smile. The year apart had really opened booths eyes to just how important family was. Pops was looking a lot older than he had remembered; grey hair had taken over his natural light brown hair. Reflecting on his grandfathers aging, he glanced into the mirror of the vehicle and cringed at his own reflection. He looked a lot older, as well. Small worry lines had formed on his perfectly tanned skin and somehow the young gawky look had aged out to reveal a well defined tired looking stunning young man.

" Im glad your back too. Anyways, Hear we are" pops sighed as he rolled into the driveway of their suburban home.

"Oh, by the way, your buddy Russ called. Apparently He wants to celebrate your being back in one piece and to give him a call. "Pops tossed over his shoulder as he entered their quiet home. Booth couldn't help but grin; He hadn't seen Russ in the longest time either, but he knew pops wasn't overly fond of him blaming him for most of the stupid crap Booth and him pulled during the last couple years before his Deployment.

He hadn't even been home for more than 20 minutes when the phone rang. Booth had been standing in his bedroom staring at everything that was his. He didn't expect how weird it would be to be home again . Everything was the same and yet horribly different. Everything about him had changed when he went across seas, and he wasn't sure he knew how to function here anymore.

"SHRIMP! Its for you " His grandfather shouted up the stairs. Putting his thought's away booth raced into the hallway and picked up the phone waiting to hear the click of the phone on the floor below hanging up .

"Booth" He held his voice steady trying to hide the joy and the playfulness in hearing his best friends voice once more. He wasn't sure when he had left if he would ever his best friends voice again For Russ Brennan had been deployed as well for several months, and the odds of them both returning had secretly scared them both.

"Oh, fuck off when your Booth bullshit" Russ laughed through the phone.

"Maybe I thought you were a hot chick missing me "

"Ha. Ya right.. keep dreaming bro… Anyways, YOU HAVE TO COME TONIGHT!" That was Russ' famous first line to almost all of their ill fated plans in the past.

Without even asking to what it was this time booth agreed. They had arranged to meet at 8 for some adventure Russ had planned for them. At this point in time, Booth needed it. He needed normalcy he needed to forget the last year in the desert.

Placing the phone back on the receiver, he raced into the bathroom he only had an hour before Russ wanted to meet, and he still reeked of his travels. Ripping off his wife beater muscle shirt, he stared at the mirror for a brief second, cringing at all the new scars and now much larger well toned muscles. This 22 year old male was nowhere near a little boy anymore. Removing the rest of his clothes flinging them into the laundry hamper, he stepped into the shower and let the hot water run over his form.

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A couple blocks over in the suburbs of Philadelphia was the Brennan household, or what was left of the Brennan's . It was much smaller than the Booth's house and in a state of disrepair. The exterior didn't give justice to the love that the small home once sheltered. Inside Russ Brennan lived with his mother Christine Brennan and his baby sister, Temperance Brennan, who was six years younger than him and quite a live wire at 17 years older. Their father had mysteriously disappeared 2 years ago on Christmas day, so everything had changed violently in the household.

Russ had been 21 when his father had disappeared but was still living at home because he had spent much of his time in the military so it seemed pointless to live on his own but now his mother and sister needed him. Russ could always survive on his own; he was sharp, attractive and was full grown; however, with their father gone it was up to him to be the man of the house. In reality he had become the parent, his mother left in despair after his dad had disappeared.

Russ clicked down the phone and causally entered his room to get ready . Throwing on a pair of nice jeans and dry fit t-shirt he smiled at his appearance. Tonight was the night That he and his best friend would be back at it. Back to shaking up the town, back to being the envy of all their friends and hopefully the causes of many women's drool. After about an hour of humming and planning Russ emerged from his room aiming for the front room where his mother watched some soap opera on the TV.

"Hey, mom. I'm Goin' out tonight with booth.. I probably won't be back till late " He didn't even have to look at her to know that her eyes never left the tv and didn't bother waiting for an answer. When she was home she never left the tv. Except when she locked herself in her bedroom to sob with her bottle of wine, sobbing loud enough for the whole house to hear. 'poor Tempy' Russ thought bitterly as he grazed the fridge that only had food because he had purchased some the night before. Not seeing anything that caught his interest he went up to his sisters door giving it a sharp 'rap rap rap'

"what do you want Russ? " Snarled his kid sister, It was Friday and she was hanging out with her best friend; Angela .

"Im going out ok…Just thought id let you know"

"whatever." Tempy ignored him. Yes, they got along fine but she was with her best friend and he had a tendency to over protective (for a good reason.) She had gotten into a lot of trouble since their father had disappeared.

Russ sighed not saying anything more grabbed a thin jacket, Yes it was august but they were headed to a bonfire and it was likely to cool off after dark. Pulling on his shades, he grabbed the handle of his old pickup truck yanking it open, climbing in and quickly racing away from the sadness of his own home.

It took less than 15 minutes when his breaks squealed at the Booth residence. Slamming his fist in a quick jolt was all that was needed to display his presence.

Five minutes later his best friend, Seely booth emerged slamming the door behind him without even shouting to Pops he hopped into Russ' truck.

"hey!..." Booth grinned, buckled himself into the passenger side.

"You ready bro? You ready for the BEST PARTY EVER" Russ had often said this in the past, sometimes telling the truth sometimes exaggerating. Booth could care less; This was normal and normalcy is what he strived for tonight.

"You know it. Whats the game plan? "

" Ryans having a big bonfire on his parents property in the woods about an hour from here. It's Going to be big man, At least a 100 people. All our friends from school, They miss yah bud. BESIDES" He grinned cockily at his best friend .

"There is bound to be tons of hot chicks dying for army boys. Women drool over you anyways but fuck they are going to go nuts for a newly returned soldier" Russ couldn't stop grinning. Russ Brennan was a womanizer, But as long as he used protection he often couldn't find any harm problems with his pastime activity. He wasn't abandoning them.

Russ never outgrew his popularity. He had been extremely popular in high school excelling at sports and trouble, it also helped a lot that he was best friends with the cocky extremely talented star football player Seeley booth. Both the boys both dated numerous girls and slept with a lot more which in turn elevated their status among the young people of the community.

Booth stared out the window as Russ went on about the party. It's true; He hadn't seen or heard from anyone for over a year. His ex girlfriend Hannah Burley had written him a few times trying to get him back when he was overseas, but he had paid her no attention. He was done with her; She was a slut. She had slept with another guy and thought booth would just forgive her that. Hannah and he had dated for a few months, so it really didn't bother him she was a rebound from his ex Rebecca. He had hoped Rebecca would of written him and he looked for her letter every time the mail had come to camp. The couple had experienced a 'accident' while dating and she had taken care of it without even consulting him about it. He had no rights he was just the father… Or so she thought anyways, He had other ideas on this.

"BOOTH?!" Russ burst his bubble of a daydream .

"Bro I was JUST SAYING. That you haven't hooked up with anyone since that blonde trash Hannah. Tonights the night… You change that." Russ moved his eyes from the road to give booth a giant smile, eyes gleaming. He was so happy to have his best bud, his wingman, fellow soldier home . Truth be told they both had grown up a lot since going to war and family situation changing that they were both looking for normalcy .

"Fuck don't bring her up . " booth grumbled at the memory. Truth be told all his ex girlfriends were beautiful, blonde, but he was done with crazy chicks and the drama. He just wanted to get drunk forget what had gone on the last year .

Booth fiddled with the stereo as Russ pulled the last corner into the woods and onto Ryans property. Pulling his truck to a halt beside the other vehicle He jumped from the vehicle slamming the door before booth could get out . He reached into the storage chest in the back of the truck and pulled out a 24 case of Budweiser and 2'6( A/N I am not quite sure what they call these in the states so im sorry if you don't know what that is. Its bigger then a Mickey and smaller than a 40oz) . Russ took in a deep breath of the summer air and sighed turning to face booth once more.

"Were here. Your in for a good time bro! Welcome home " Russ practically sang at booth just brimming with glee that his partner in crime was reunited with him. Booth just smiled weakly at him not quite sure what he had gotten himself into . Grabbing a beer from Russ, they headed over towards the large gathering of people . The first gulp was bitter, but he managed to slide the rest down with ease.

It appeared that they were one of the last people there as the boys approached the fire Booth could now see large groups of friends talking amongst themselves. Booth ran his large hand through his jelled brown hair not knowing where to start. Grabbing another beer, his friends started approaching him .

"HEY! Dude your home! Yaaaaaah" Came friend after friend , the small talk chimed on and on, and he did his best to smile exchange small talk to his friends and various females who had begun approaching .

"SEELEY!" Squealed a familiar voice. 'ugh' Booth knew who it was instantly. One Hannah Burley approaching him Tall, blonde, Beautiful, And slutty as usual .

"BABY!" she drunk women wrapped her arms around him and he pulled away in disgust.

"Hannah."

"Didn't You miss me baby?" She bit her bottom lip at him.

"No. " He said harshly sipping from his beer . He would make polite conversation with her, but that was it.

"Did you notice my boob job? My daddy bought it to help me with my future career "she pushed them out at him. Booth didn't to look down at her clevage.

"Hannah..Hannah..Hannah" Russ began wrapping his arm around her. "when are you going to learn….That Booth hears a WAR hero..And Really, Your sluttiness just does NOT impress " He half giggled at his meanness . Hannah opened her mouth as if to slap Russ than turning to Booth looking for him to save her. Booth just snickered gratefully at his drunk friends tactics.

"Thanks man" .

"no problem" Russ nodded shoving his 2'6 in Booths face. "Now! It's time to lighten up….Yea Yea Yea, Life if changed..And honestly its all different back home but fuck it…Drink up!" Booth didn't even have to think he instantly grabbed it because as Russ was talking he saw Rebecca with her friends, Back from college for a summer. Not even thinking twice about it he chugged as much as he could handle and cringed at the burning sensation.

"That's my boy!" Russ was glad to see booth lighten because even in his drunkenness he had spotted Rebecca a while ago, as well.. He knew personally that booth was over her but still extremely hurt for what she had done to him. To there baby, Russ was the only one whom booth confided in.

Booth was now mostly buzzed and lightened up and engaged in his normal behavior and joined the rest of his friends trying to block Rebecca and Hannah from his mind.

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Back at the Brennan household 17 year old; Temperance Brennan was sitting on her bed cross legged Cosmo as her best friend, Angela Montenegro, applied makeup in her mirror.

"Brennan! Can you believe we will be seniors this year" She squealed at her friend? Brennan lifted her head slightly from her magazine. She could see her friend wasn't almost ready to go.

"I know, right? Then freedom!" Brennan dreamed of the day she could escape this reality and be seen as a full grown women by her family. She had grown annoyed as being seen as a little girl by Russ and fully ignored by her depressed mother. Ever since her dad vanished Brennan had changed. She became good friends with one of the most popular girls in school, Angela, and spent most of the days trying to piss off her mother, really trying to get any attention from her. She missed her father beyond words but could not bring herself to admit it.

Getting off the bed Brennan came, to stand beside Angela studying there reflection. They were both tall, thin young women. Tonight they both wore jean shorts they had shoplifted from the mall earlier in the day. Angela had on some skimpy pink top she had already pulled out of her back pack when she arrived at Brennans. Brennan was still undecided on her top.

"Eek sweetie. We look amazing!" her friend grinned wolfishly. Angela had talked her into sneaking out and going to this huge bonfire party the older boys were holding in the forest out of town. Angela had been to a lot of parties, but none to this caliber and she had informed Brennan it was going to be the party of the century.

Brennan bit her lip as she slid open the window . "Do you think Russ will be there?" She didn't want him to catch her there with all of his friends and drunk. He may be , but he took good care of his baby sister.

" Nah, I heard that the stud Booth was back in town so they probably went to the bar" Angela didn't really believe that but at this point she would tell her friend anything to get a move on. Angela's friend Jarred was waiting outside to give them a ride and she didn't want to keep him waiting. He was way too good looking to piss off.

The young women climbed skillfully out the window onto the little roof and stealthily as they could slide off the roof and onto the grass outside. There was no reason really to be stealthy, but both felt the need to do so anyways. Jumping into the back seat of the car they quickly closed the door before speaking.

"Jarred!" Angela smiled leaning forward to kiss the 19 year old male on the cheek.

"Ready ladies. Going to be a good night" He grinned towards the road as they sped through the streets and towards the party. Oh, it was going to be an interesting night if anything.

A/N – Be gentle guys. This is my FIRST bones story ever. IT was originally intended Just to focus on Booth And Brennan and a little Angela but when I started writing Russ developed into a quite interesting character. Sorry if You don't agree with their womanizing a bit but you have to remember that they are 22/23 year old males in this. Not full grown mature men :P. SO please review.. Id like feedback and we'll put another chapter up soon as possible.. Just, so I know what you guys thought, please leave a review.