In this one, Booth gets promoted and finds to his horror that he will have an office at the Jeffersonian with the Squints instead of at the Hoover Building. See what happens and what changes are taking place with he and Bones. Rated M for the second chapter.
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Newly promoted Assistant Deputy Director Seeley Booth stood in the large empty office that he was now going to be working in. He smiled. His current office was nice, but this one put it to shame. He was moving on up! Little Seeley Booth was now one of the Big Boys, and life was sweet. Not only that, but the new position was completely new for the FBI. The work he and Bones had been doing for the last four years had brought a lot of attention to the idea of Agents working in tandem with outside consulting scientists as partners, so a new pilot program was being developed between the FBI and the Jeffersonian which both he and Bones would oversee. The best part was that he and Bones would still be working cases together on a regular basis. Not the kind of action that an ADD normally engaged in, but then he and Bones were in a class all their own.
"What are you doing here, Booth?" Deputy Director Sam Cullen said from the doorway. Booth was his best agent, and now his immediate subordinate.
"Just looking at my new office," Booth enthused. He was mentally going over all the cool stuff he was going to be putting on the shelves and hanging on the walls. Maybe he could beg and plead with Bones to give him an early birthday present this year and buy him some collectible sports paraphernalia.
"This isn't going to be your office, Booth," Cullen said as he tried to keep the smile off of his face.
Booth stopped in mid-exultation at that statement. "Huh?" he asked in a dumbfounded voice. "But this is an ADD's office," he whined. Not too manly, but this was his, dammit! He'd paid his dues and now was being shot down in his moment of glory???
"You won't be working out of the Hoover building any more," Cullen continued. "Your new office will be at the Jeffersonian and you will direct the new program with Dr. Brennan from there. Everything's being prepared on that end as we speak."
If it was possible, Booth's jaw would be on the floor with a solid thud. "WHAT??? I'm not a squint?! I like working here just fine. I practically lose my breakfast, lunch, or dinner if I'm around the lab too long," he really whined now.
"It's out of my hands, Son," Cullen told the younger man. Inside he was laughing his ass off at this one. "Everything has been decided and the Director signed off on it. He seemed really enthusiastic about it, Booth." He put a hand on Booth's shoulder. "You check in once a week for updates and reporting in with me. Head on over there and check out your new office. The first batch of agents and the specialists that Dr. Brennan chose will be ready to begin next Monday."
"But I don't wanna be a Squint," Booth moaned as Cullen left to get on with his own work. His shoulders slumped as he silently said goodbye to the coveted office that he had only enjoyed for all of five minutes. His smiley face boxer shorts were definitely frowning right then. He turned and left, making his way out of the building and to his issue SUV so he could head to the Jeffersonian.
Sam Cullen entered his office and chuckled. He hadn't thought it would be such a good idea at first, sending Booth to work out of the Jeffersonian as an ADD, but the look on the mans face, and what awaited him, made it all worth it. He picked up the phone and dialed a separate line.
"Ms. Montenegro, this is Deputy Director Cullen. He's on his way and pretty depressed," he told the lady at the Jeffersonian. "I think shocked is an understatement. Just thought you'd like to know. Pass on my regards to Dr. Brennan, please."
Hanging up, Cullen laughed out loud. This was a perfect day. He only wished that he could be at the Jeffersonian to see what kind of reception that Booth would get.
"Hey everyone," Angela interrupted the massive decorating effort in Booth's new office. They'd known that the changes were going to be made for some time now, and had decided that they would decorate Booth's new office the morning of his notification as a surprise. "Booth's on his way."
"Thank God we just finished," Jack Hodgins said as he crossed over to Angela. After nearly nine months of not having her as his girlfriend while she tried to find herself, which included an on again off again lesbian relationship with Roxie, they were finally back together and truly getting married in one month.
Bones smiled from her place at his new desk, having just finished downloading several programs onto his new computer, which was supplied by the Jeffersonian and was state of the art. The direct link to both the Jeffersonian and FBI databases was a new form of hyper-link. "Do you know what kind of mood he's in?" she asked.
"From what Cullen told me, not the greatest," Angela chuckled. "You know how boys are with their status symbols. Something tells me that Booth just lost his."
"Hey, I'm a guy, you know," Hodgins responded to the implied crack at the male gender.
"This coming from the man who owns a mansion, God alone knows how many cars, and has more money than he knows what to do with?" Angela teased. She knew that Hodgie was self-conscious about his money, but he didn't mind his friends giving him shit about it.
"True," Hodgins conceded.
"BONES!" came the voice of the depressed new Assistant Deputy Director of the FBI Homicide Division. "Where the hell is everybody?"
Bones jumped up and rushed out the door to get him. Everyone smiled. They had noticed that ever since Bones had been dumped by her two boyfriends eight months before she hadn't dated and had been getting closer and closer to Booth outside of work. It was only a matter of time before she took a chance and allowed their attachment to become real.
"Booth, what happened?" she asked with as concerned a look on her face as she could muster. She already knew, but she wanted to milk this for all it was worth.
"I've just had the worst morning imaginable," he said as he slumped on a bench and put his head in his hands.
"Really?" Bones asked in order to smother a grin. "I've just had a wonderful morning."
"Way to rub it in there, Bones," Booth groaned.
"I don't know what that means," she said as she didn't recognize the colloquialism.
"Never mind," he said morosely.
"What happened," she asked. She hoped he wasn't too upset, as she wanted him to like this change that had happened. If he didn't, then she was in deep trouble since all aspects of it, including his relocating to the Jeffersonian as a base of operations for the new program, was all her idea and she had personally convinced the FBI Director of the importance of it and the need for him to be situated here.
"It was all mine, Bones," he stated. "I've been dreaming of that office that the ADD gets for the last five years since I was made a Special Agent in Charge. I get promoted this morning and I'm standing in this empty office that I want and picture all the cool things I'm going to have in there with all the extra space, and then it comes crashing down around my feet. No office, just moving over here and becoming a Squint. I don't wanna be a Squint, Bones," he concluded with a whine.
Bones chuckled inwardly. This was the kind of reaction she had thought he would have. At least he was not yelling and screaming about it, which, she had to admit, she thought had been a possibility.
"Come here," she said as she stood up and offered her hand. "I want to show you something."
"I'm really not in the mood to be cheered up right now, Bones," he said, still sitting.
"Get up off your pathetic pouting ass, Booth and follow me," she ordered in that freakishly deadly tone he had come to recognize.
Booth snapped to right then and took the offered hand, standing. When Bones got like that he was reminded of a certain Ranger Instructor that no one crossed. The only thing was that when Bones did it, it was HOT! He quickly banished that thought to save for his fantasies later on. He let her lead him over to the office area off the lab platform. He was surprised when she made her way to the office that was right next door to hers. Just the day before it had been empty.
"SURPRISE!" came the shout from Angela, Hodgins, and Camille. Bones squeezed his hand and when he looked at her she mouthed 'Surprise' to him.
"Woah," Booth said as he took in the office. It was a mirror copy of Bones' office next door, and he knew that it shared a bathroom in the back corner. He looked around and saw some really impressive stuff. In one corner was a trophy case and he could make out some sports pictures, and while he couldn't be sure, he thought he saw some autographs on them. There was a bookcase with a number of large books which he could already see were science related, no doubt hand picked by the Squint Squad. File cabinets were behind the desk which he assumed held his FBI files that he would need. The furnishings were identical to the ones in Bones' office, he could see. Not that he minded, since hers she had personally bought and were damn comfortable. He'd have to talk to her about it later. Moving to the desk he took a look at the computer and let out a low whistle. It was awesome.
"Hey, Booth," Jack said as he came over to the Agent. He held out a pouch roughly the dimensions of a laptop. "Dr. B said you've been admiring the laptop she got a couple of months ago, so I decided to get you one of your own. It has all the latest programs in it, and state of the art wireless technology. I also got you a four year wireless subscription, prepaid," he added as he handed over an Sprint wireless card.
"Thanks, Guys," Booth said sincerely. He was still not thrilled about being relocated to Squint Central, but this was pretty damn nice of them.
"We've always considered you one of us, Sweetie," Angela said from her spot on the couch. "When we heard about all of this, we wanted to really make you feel welcome."
"Alright everyone," Camille said with a smile. "Let's get back to work, and let Booth settle in."
Booth sat behind his desk and looked at it, still trying to get over the shock. Two things were invading his thoughts. First was that he still was not thrilled about being based here, and second was that he was surprised that Bones allowed him an office next to hers. She was damn territorial here and for as long as he'd known her she'd made sure that the two offices on either side of hers were empty.
"Booth?" Bones asked from the door adjoining their offices. He was a bit shocked since he didn't remember that door ever existing before.
"Yeah?" he asked.
She came in wheeling a standing skeleton like the one in her office. "Just one more item for the office," she told him. "I figured since we work with bones all the time it might be appropriate." She also put on his desk a small booklet about a ½ inch thick. "Here's a little light reading for you in your spare time," she added.
He picked it up and laughed. The Complete Human Skeletal Structure by Dr. Temperance Brennan. "Trying to tell me something, Bones?" he asked teasingly.
"I figured it's about time you learned the names of all the bones," she replied with a smile and twinkle in her eyes.
"Hey, Booth," Hodgins said loudly from the door, interrupting what Booth thought was a moment.
"What, Hodgins," he said through clenched teeth, while keeping a smile plastered on his face.
"I just wanted to remind you to bring some really grubby clothes Monday that you don't mind getting ruined when we go on the field trip to the landfill with the agents in the training program," Hodgins said and then disappeared.
Booth paled. "Bones?" he asked with a real dread.
"Weren't you told?" she asked nervously.
"Told what?" he asked.
"You get to go through the training program with the recruits so that the incoming agents, and you, have a better grasp of what the science end of the work entails," she said with a bit of enthusiasm. "The first part is being led by Hodgins, and then a sequence by Cam, then Angela, and then me."
Booth closed his eyes to keep her from seeing his utter horror. Now she he could handle as she usually worked with bones and skeletal remains, and while they sometimes came across some disgusting things, he could handle her end of the lad. Angela's side was pretty cool, too, so that wouldn't be a gag fest, but Hodgins and Cam? He'd be losing his lunch every few minutes!
"Joy," he muttered. How low could this day sink? He wondered if maybe he'd pissed off the Man up in Heaven one time too many with his impure thoughts of Bones and his rampant fantasies that he was constantly confessing to. Before he could wallow any more in his misery, he felt her come behind him and drape an arm over his shoulder, her hot breath in his ear making him shudder as he realized she was incredibly close to him.
"Booth," she said huskily, with a hint of lustful excitement in her voice.
"Yeah?" he managed to groan and shudder as arousal shot through him.
"If you act like you love everything that's happening, I'll fix you dinner at my place tonight and I'll be your dessert," she whispered. "I even have some warm chocolate sauce that I love to have licked off of me, with some whip cream. Interested in taking this relationship to the next level Big Boy?" she husked.
Booth clamped his eyes shut and wondered if by some chance he was still asleep in his bed and dreaming. The warm breath on his ear, and her hand running up and down his upper thigh, just avoiding his raging hard on was a pretty good indicator that he was wide awake and this was no dream or hallucination.
"I've been ready since I first met you," he whispered dreamily. His mind was imagining the after dinner activities that they would be engaged in.
"Then be ready to leave at five o'clock," she told him as she stood up next to him. She saw him look up at her, fixing his stare at her breasts and her nipples which were erect and pointing out pretty clearly through her bra and blouse.
"Anything you say, Bones," he said in a cracked voice. "You're the boss." Let's face it. With the images running through his head right then, he'd agree to let Satan himself be in charge.
Bones walked away from him with a definite sway to her hips and a wide smile on her face. She'd been celibate since she had been dumped eight months earlier and was very ready to make this change in her relationship with Booth. She had been celibate for some time before that interlude, as well. Despite Booth's seeming inability to talk about sex in a normal conversation, she just knew that deep down was a fabulous lover that would being her the ecstasy she had always craved, but never quite found with her numerous casual lovers over the years.
"And don't you forget it, Booth," she said with a wink as she walked into her office through the adjoining door.
Booth looked up. "I swear that I'll confess everything imaginable and do charitable works until the day I die if you just let this night not be interrupted," he implored the Man Upstairs. "I'll even make up a few sins for good measure when I confess." He looked over at the door she had walked through. Extra time in Purgatory? She was definitely worth it.
A/N: Next up, dinner and the dessert. Will be rated M for that chapter. Happy Holidays and New Year.
