A/N: Many FF stories addressing the other character's discovering B&B getting together seem to follow one of two themes: B&B are trying to keep their relationship a secret, but the secret gets out or B&B make an announcement to their friends/colleagues. While I have read and enjoyed many of these stories, both those themes seem a little OOC to me. Brennan's lousy at secrets and has never tried to keep any of her other relationships hidden. Booth's discreet, not secretive. Neither Booth nor Brennan seem to me like the type to make an announcement about anything personal. I've always figured Booth and Brennan would just do their thing and eventually people would kind of figure it out, like most real world relationships. I don't think Brennan would be bashful about physically expressing her affection or making some inappropriate comment but they'd both be respectful of the work environment and their professional reputations. So, that's the approach I've tried to take here. Of course, FF wouldn't be much fun if I kept them too respectful …

Warmth. Brennan hovered in that place between sleeping and awakening and felt cocooned in a comforting warmth that she had no desire to disrupt. But, wakefulness has a way of creeping up on us and taking over whether we want it to or not. As her conscious mind started to stir, she became aware of other sensations in addition to the comforting warmth.

She could feel Booth all around her – his naked chest pressed against her bare back, one of his arms under the pillow beneath her head and the other draped over her waist. His hand resting just below her breasts. His legs tangled with hers beneath the covers, and most deliciously, his semi-erect penis was nestled snuggly against her ass.

As she lay there, enjoying their first Saturday morning together since becoming lovers a few days earlier, she could hear the soft, steady cadence of his breathing, his mouth just inches from her ear, and feel the slight stirring of her hair with each breath he exhaled. She could smell that masculine scent that was uniquely Booth to her, a little musky with a hint of sandalwood and something else that was simply Booth's.

She couldn't help but allow a gentle smile to curve her lips as she recalled the night before. She and Booth had met after work and gone to a little Italian restaurant Booth enjoyed for dinner. It was the first time they'd been out together since the day Vincent died, not counting meals at the diner, and it had felt like a first date. It was hard to describe exactly how it was different from the many other times they'd gone out together before, but it was. Like always, Booth was attentive and they'd not had any difficulty finding things to talk about. But, they'd both known it was different. There were more little touches, simple brushes of fingertips really, but they lingered a little longer than necessary and felt more intimate than in the past. Booth and Brennan had always gotten lost looking into each other's eyes while carrying on a conversation, but this time, there was an unmasked hunger for each other in their gazes which they both recognized and relished. Brennan had enjoyed herself immensely.

After dinner, they'd come back to Booth's apartment to watch a movie together. Brennan grinned. At least, that was the excuse Booth had provided for inviting her to stay. She didn't think they'd made it through the opening credits of the movie though before she and Booth were making out like unchaperoned teenagers on his couch. They weren't in a rush though. They knew they had all night and so they'd taken their time, exploring each other's lips and mouths, until the need for more had consumed them both. They'd helped each other disrobe and started exploring each other's bodies with hands, lips, and tongues, their relationship still new enough that there was plenty for them to discover about each other. Brennan's first orgasm of the night had occurred on the couch as Booth's deft fingers stroked in and out of her while he'd suckled her breasts.

Eventually, they'd abandoned the couch for the comfort of his bed, where she'd had her second and third orgasms as he'd stroked into her with his magnificent cock before reaching his own climax. Afterward, he'd rolled off her and pulled her into his arms, where she'd spent the entire night, warm and content.

Now, however, she was rested and ready to play again. Thinking about last night's lovemaking had aroused her so she rolled herself over in Booth's arms, not really caring if the action woke him or not since she didn't intend to let him sleep much longer anyway. Chest-to-chest, she could kiss and nibble along his collarbone, up along his neck towards his ear, then follow along his jawline. She heard him moan and pulled back to see his eyes fluttering open. "Good morning, beautiful. This is a nice way to wake up." he murmured softly, smiling down at her.

"Morning Booth. I hope you slept well and are feeling rested" she answered before leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on his lips as her hand trailed down his chest beneath the covers until it encountered the rapidly hardening shaft between his legs. She kissed him and stroked him until he took control, pushing her onto her back, then filling her over and over until she hollered his name as they both came apart again.

It was as they lay there, snuggling in a post-coital haze, that Booth heard an unexpected noise at his front door. He sat up in bed just as he heard "Hey Dad, you awake yet?" hollered from his foyer.

"Yeah, buddy. Ah, I'll be right there. Just, um, just give me a minute." Booth yelled back as he jumped out of bed and frantically grabbed a pair of sweatpants from the laundry pile to cover his nakedness. What the hell was Parker doing here? Booth wasn't supposed to pick him up for a couple hours yet.

Brennan watched Booth dart out the bedroom door, then rolled over onto her stomach and closed her eyes, a delightful lethargy taking over her body following their morning exertions.

"Hey, Parker. Rebecca. What are you guys doing here?" Booth asked as he met them coming into his living room, trying to play it cool.

"Oh damn, you didn't see my text last night did you?" Rebecca answered. "Parker, why don't you go put your bag in your room while I explain what's going on to your father."

"OK" Parker picked up his duffel bag and headed down the hallway towards his bedroom.

"I'm sorry, Seeley. We're having a mini-crisis at work and last night, my boss called me and a handful of my co-workers to come in for a strategizing meeting this morning. I've got to be there by 8, so I figured I'd just drop Parker off on my way in to work. I assume that's OK right? He was planning to be with you today anyway."

"Uh, yeah. Sure, no problem. This is Parker's home too and he's always welcome here. I was just caught off-guard. You do what you need to at work and I'll bring him back to your place tomorrow night in time for dinner, like usual."

When Rebecca and Parker first walked into Seeley's apartment, her mind had been focused on making sure Parker got delivered okay. But, as she stood there talking to Booth, she started to register other things – like the fact that there was a pair of women's boots next to his coffee table and what appeared to be several pieces of women's clothing on the floor by his couch, assuming Booth hadn't taken to wearing floral prints. She also noticed his hair was mussed in that way it got when someone had been running their fingers through it. The real clincher though was a subtle smell. Rebecca had been intimate with Booth in the past and she knew what he smelled like after sex. It wasn't an unpleasant or an overwhelming smell, and she almost hadn't noticed it at all, but when he leaned close to her to pick up a bag of snacks Parker had left on the floor, she got a quick whiff of what she clearly remembered as his post-sex Booth scent.

"Oh, God. You're not alone."

"Umm ..."

"You don't have some floozy in here that you picked up at a bar last night, do you?"

"What? No. No way. I don't bring home random women from bars anymore like some twenty-year old, Becca. Give me a little credit."

"Please don't tell me you're back with Hannah. You aren't are you? I mean, I know it wouldn't really be my business, but Parker was never really all that comfortable around her. It isn't Hannah, is it Seeley?"

Just the suggestion that he might be back with Hannah was enough to piss him off and he responded a little more harshly than he meant to "You're right, it wouldn't be any of your business. But, no. Hannah and I will never get back together so that's not an issue for you to be concerned about. Whatever we had is over. Completely."

"Oh. Okay. Good. Um, well, whoever she is, you should probably pick up her clothes from your living room area before Parker comes out of his room."

"Right." Booth answered, looking over towards his couch and seeing the disarray of clothing that Rebecca had noticed and heading over to do as she recommended.

"Parker's gonna be surprised Booth. I don't think he had any idea you were dating someone new."

"Yeah, well, about that …"

"Just be patient with him Booth" she interrupted. "You know he's really wanted Temperance to be your girlfriend for a long time now so his initial reaction is to balk at anyone else you date. I've tried to explain to him that he doesn't get a vote on that, but you need to expect it to take him a little time to warm up to anyone else."

Booth scooped up a lacy bra from partially beneath a throw pillow and hid it under the shirt in his hands, then turned back to Rebecca, unable to restrain the goofy smile on his face "well then, we shouldn't have any problem."

Rebecca looked at him, her head tilted in confusion. "Wait … are you saying … you and, and Temperance?" she asked with surprise while Booth just grinned and gave her a slight nod in response. While Rebecca had never really spent much time with Temperance, they'd met several times over the years and she felt like she knew Temperance fairly well just from Parker's stories. Before whatever happened to send Booth running off to Afghanistan last year, many of Parker's weekends with his dad had included Dr. Brennan and for years, Rebecca had listened to her son saying "Dr. Bones says this" or "Dr. Bones did that." Through Parker, Rebecca had actually become surprisingly fond of Dr. Temperance Brennan and, if she were being honest, she'd also been secretly hoping that eventually Seeley and Temperance would become a thing. Her son was crazy about the woman and Rebecca had to admit she'd been a wonderful influence on him with respect to his schoolwork. Based on Parker's comments and her own observations over the years, she suspected Temperance deserved at least partial credit for how well Booth had matured over the last several years too. "Wow. That's … that's great, Seeley. I'm really happy for you. Both of you. When did this happen?"

"Thanks Becca. It hasn't been that long and we're still adjusting to the change in our relationship, but, it feels good. I'm happy … happier than I've been in a long time."

"Well, congratulations" she said, stepping forward to give Booth a quick friendly hug. "She's a good woman, Seeley and I think you two will be good for each other. Now, I've got to get to work before I risk pissing off my boss. I'll see you tomorrow evening."

Walking her to the front door, Booth responded "Sure. Thanks for bringing Parker by and good luck with resolving your crisis."

- b&b -

Meanwhile … back in Booth's bedroom, Brennan, who had that tingling feeling of being watched, opened her eyes to find Parker Booth standing beside the bed, studying her. The bed in which she lay, totally naked except for the bed sheet which, luckily, was pulled part way up her back leaving only her upper back and shoulders bare to Parker's view.

Crap. What do I do now? Somehow she didn't think Booth was going to be thrilled with this turn of events. Maybe if she just acted like being discovered, unclothed, in Booth's bed was no big deal, Parker - or more accurately, Booth - wouldn't freak out. "Good morning, Parker. We weren't expecting you quite this early. Is everything OK?" She lifted her head and propped herself up on her elbows, making sure to keep her chest covered by the pillow, so she could look at him more directly while conversing.

Parker had entered his dad's bedroom planning to see if there was an extra bar of soap in the bathroom cupboard as the soap in the bathroom Parker used was almost gone. He had not been expecting to find Bones in his dad's bed and was taken aback at first. He hoped it meant what he thought it meant as he liked Bones a lot and thought his dad was usually happiest when she was around.

"Yeah, mom just had to go to work this morning for some lawyery type crisis. Are you naked?"

"Um, yes Parker. I am. I don't think lawyery is a word, but I know what you mean." She figured she might as well respond honestly to his question as she'd always made it a policy to be honest with Parker and the answer was undoubtedly obvious anyway, even to a 10-year old.

"Did you sleep here with dad last night? Like that?"

Sleep? Oh we did so much more than just sleep. "Yes, I did. Does that upset you?"

"Nah. I s'pose that means you two had sex. Does this mean you are his girlfriend now?"

"What your father and I do alone together is our business Parker. I don't think your father would appreciate you speculating on what goes on in his love life. As to whether or not I am his girlfriend, well, I've never liked that term as I am no longer a girl, which implies a juvenile female, but yes, your father and I have embarked on a romantic relationship."

"Cool. Are you going to live here now, like Hannah did?"

"No. I'm planning to keep my own apartment, but I'll probably be here more often now when it's your turn to visit your dad. Is that OK with you? I don't want you to feel like I'm getting in the way of you and your dad spending time together. Booth and I were planning to talk to you about our new relationship today and letting you know that we are now seeing each other socially."

"I thought you once said you two couldn't date because you work together. Are you still going to work together?"

"Well, for a long time, your father and I were afraid that dating would interfere with working together and, therefore, wouldn't be a good idea. But, we've come to realize that we both have strong feelings for one another which has, at times, made not-dating and working together a challenge. So, we're going to give dating while working together a try."

Parker nodded his head, accepting her responses with aplomb, a look of concentration on his face as he tried to determine what other questions he might want to ask.

"If you're going to keep your apartment, can I sleep over at your place sometime?"

"We'd have to talk to your father about that, but I've no objections to that proposition. For now though, would you do me a favor and hand me that T-shirt that is on top of your dad's pile of clothes, then turn around while I put it on?"

Parker did as she asked, retrieving Booth's gray Phillies t-shirt from the pile and handing it to her, then turning around and closing his eyes tightly.

"All done." She said a few seconds later and Parker turned around to find her sitting up in the bed, leaning against the headboard with the sheets pulled up covering her lap. Parker immediately hopped up onto the bed and crawled over to Brennan to sit beside her, shoulder to shoulder.

"Awesome. I'd like to go swimming in your pool at night. My friend Tommy went swimming a couple weeks ago at a cousin's house in Florida when it was dark outside and he said it was really cool. Do you think we could try that?"

"Sure Parker. That sounds like fun. You know, if we're going to be spending more time together and sleeping in the same houses, we should probably establish some ground rules."

"Like what?"

"Well, for starters, I think we should have a rule that no one enters another person's bedroom without permission unless they're absolutely positive the other person is not there. We should knock and then wait for a response before entering."

"Yeah, we have that same rule at mom's house when she has a boyfriend around too."

"Next, I want us to have a rule that allows you to tell me or your father if you think I'm taking up too much of his time and we will agree not to get angry about it. How's that sound?"

"That's cool, but I don't expect that to be a problem. I suppose I'll also need to follow the rule that whenever there's a woman in the house, I need to put the toilet seat down too."

"That would be greatly appreciated, and you should put the lid down too."

Booth came rushing back into the bedroom to warn Brennan about Parker being in the house only to find them snuggled up together on the bed. Booth didn't think it was possible, but seeing her sitting there in his Phillies shirt, in his bed, talking softly with his son, he fell in love with her a little more. "Hey, bud. Listen, Bones and I have something we need to talk to you about."

"It's okay dad. Bones answered all my questions."

At that thought, Booth went a little pale.

A/N: Next chapter should be up tomorrow.