A/N: set a few years in the future.

Bored...it was a rainy Saturday afternoon and Booth was bored.

Well, not bored, exactly. He looked in the kitchen pantry and opened the refrigerator once again, looking for a snack of some sort, muttering softly. I mean, there's a lot of things I could do if I really wanted something to do, he grumbled to himself as he grabbed an apple and a hunk of cheese from the fridge and got a knife from a drawer before he sat down at the kitchen counter. I could change the spark plugs on the Mustang...do the vacuuming...run a couple of loads of laundry...read my new Hot Rod magazine...watch the ballgame on my nice new big screen tv… Grimacing slightly, he shook his head. None of those things appealed to him right now. Fidgeting with the knife as he pushed some apple seeds around on his paper towel, he contemplated his irritable mood. Nah, I'm not that bored...I guess I'm just restless… He wanted to do something, but he wasn't sure what, exactly, that something might be. Rolling his eyes as he took another bite of his apple, he chuckled softly. What's that word? Ennui? Damn...now I'm using French words…Jesus, I must really be bored… He nodded as he cut another slice of cheese. He hated using snooty words like 'ennui', but he also knew that was exactly what he was feeling….he felt listless and maybe even a bit depressed. He needed something to occupy his time...but what?

Maybe the weather has me feeling down. He watched as the rain pelted insistently against the kitchen window. The kids had gone with Angela and Michael-Vincent to a Harry Potter movie marathon, and they'd be gone most of the day. When his wife had first told him about those plans for this Saturday, he'd been thrilled at the thought of having some time alone with his wife, only to have his hopes of a romantic afternoon dashed when she announced that she'd be using the extra time to work on her new book. She'd suggested many ways for Booth to amuse himself, but none of them sounded particularly interesting…

Laughing to himself, he recalled their conversation from earlier today. "Bones, are you really gonna spend all day cooped up in your office in front of your computer? I bet I can think of better things for you to do, like maybe spending time with your loving husband..."

He knew she was only pretending to be annoyed with him as she shuffled her papers noisily at the kitchen counter. They'd played this game many times in the past. "Booth, you know I have a deadline to meet. That's why Angela suggested that Christine and Hank accompany Michael-Vincent to the movies." Brennan narrowed her eyes at her husband and frowned slightly. "You keep bringing me difficult FBI cases to work on, and I have very little time to concentrate on my manuscript other than the weekends…"

"Yeah, I know, but…" Booth pulled out the heavy duty sad puppy eyes and the extra pouty lip. "What about me? I'll be so lonely today…"

Rolling her eyes as she gathered her research materials and her glasses, she let out an exasperated sigh. "You're a grown man, Booth. You should be capable of entertaining yourself for a few hours while I work. Why don't you fix the toilet in the hall bath? You said it needs a new flushing system…"

"Fixing the plumbing is not exactly my idea of a good way to spend my time on a Saturday afternoon, Bones...especially since the kids are gone." He took her in his arms and kissed her tenderly before twitching an eyebrow at her. "How about I give you a little bit of inspiration for that love scene you're writing...you know, I can help make Agent Andy sound like a real romantic kind of guy…maybe I can act as your special love scene consultant and help you turn Andy into a sexy beast..."

Brennan giggled as she quickly kissed her husband's cheek and pulled away from him. "Right now, I'm working on the book's main murder scene, and I have plenty of experience to call on as I write that part." She playfully pointed her finger at Booth. "Seriously...I need you to leave me alone this afternoon, Booth. I need to work. We can play later, alright?"

"Oh, alright." He'd sighed sadly as he watched her walk away, gently swinging her hips in a way that she knew drove him wild. She turned and gave him a little wave as she went into her office and closed the door. "Fine. Whatever. Don't worry about me, Bones. I'll find something else to do…" It was three hours later, and he was still looking for that something...

Hmmm… Booth thought through his present unhappy situation and then grinned broadly. I think I know what will relieve my boredom and my restlessness...I need my wife! She and I need to spend some quality time together… A picture began to form in his mind of his nude wife pulling herself on top of him as he lay sprawled out on their bed...she'd lean down to kiss him tenderly as he caressed her soft skin and fondled her breasts...he could imagine the way her soft hair would tickle across his chest...her skillful fingers would delineate every one of his abdominal muscles...she'd lose herself in a lustful frenzy as they made love together, and then they'd reach a frantic crescendo together... whew… Booth let go a low whistle, realizing how hot and bothered his imagination was making him….yeah, that would definitely relieve my boredom….I need Bones to take a break…I think it's just about playtime…

So Booth decided that his Bones needed a break. The problem was that it needed to be her idea, not his. She needed have an excellent reason for stopping her work, or he'd never hear the end of it. He looked around the family room, hoping to find some inspiration, when it suddenly occurred to him what might lure his wife away from her computer.

He looked through her collection of DVDs and found the one containing the second season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Smiling to himself, he shook his head. It still amazed him that his logical, rational wife enjoyed the thrill provided by a teenaged girl slaying demons. Bones had said that Buffy had 'anthropological value because of the many universal cultural tropes and legends it incorporated into the stories', but he knew that was just a load of shit she gave him to hide how much she loved watching the program for its pure escapism value. He got the DVD cued up, and then made some microwave popcorn that was flavored with extra butter. Soon the house was filled with the smell of movie theater popcorn and the sounds of the extra twangy electric guitar and bass as the the Buffy theme song roared from the television's speakers. He cranked the volume up a bit on the television to be sure that Bones knew what he was doing, and then sat back on the sofa, glancing at his watch as he enjoyed a handful of popcorn. He wondered if she'd make it five minutes before she came out of her office to find out what he was doing….

"Booth, what are you doing out here? I'm trying to work…" Brennan stood glaring at her husband as he happily munched his popcorn.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Bones. I didn't mean to disturb you while you were writing." He pointed to the television. "I decided this rainy weather was perfect for watching Buffy. I hope you don't mind that I borrowed one of your DVDs…"

"Oh. I forgot that you were also a fan of Buffy." Brennan perched herself on the edge of the sofa and watched the program for a few minutes. "This episode is Surprise, isn't it? This is the one where Angel loses his soul…it's so sad...I always feel sorry for Buffy in this one. She ends up feeling like everything that happens after this period of time is all her fault because what she does in this episode."

"Wow, way to spoil it for me, Bones." Booth grinned at her as he rubbed her back. "How does Angel lose his soul anyway? I can't remember..."

"Buffy and Angel make love for the first time, and he experiences one minute of perfect happiness, and so because of the Gypsy curse that was put on him many years ago he loses his soul and reverts to what he used to be...Angelus, one of the most evil vampires that ever existed. Buffy loses her virginity and her true love in the process. Angelus goes on to kill several people after this, and he begins terrorizing Buffy and her friends because he detests how he acted toward her when he had a soul. When he had a soul, he loved her deeply..." She watched a few more minutes before turning to Booth with a shy smile. "I know it's quite silly to get so involved in an old television show…"

"Nah...it's not silly. It's a lot of fun to watch these old shows. I'm glad you're here to explain it to me, but I don't want to take time away from your book. I'll just turn down the volume here…" He smiled innocently as he pointed the remote at the television. "There we go. Now you can go back to work in peace."

"Are you going to watch the next episode, Booth? You should, really...it's quite tragic, but the two episodes make much more sense if you watch them together." She sniffled a bit as she moved so that she was sitting next to him, and she wrapped her arms around him. "It's very romantic in an angsty sort of way. I'm sure teenagers find that sort of thing to be very moving." She gave Booth a gentle squeeze. "If you want, I can watch it with you and explain it to you. I find that I'm quite comfortable sitting here with you watching this romantic story…"

Booth shrugged slightly. "I'd like that a lot, Bones, but I don't want to keep you from working on your book." He made an effort to appear contrite. "Listen, I'm really sorry I distracted you. I know you had purposely set time aside to work on the manuscript today, and I respect that. I know the creative process takes a lot of time, and I don't want to be responsible for you missing your deadline…" He kissed the top of her head. "...even though it is very nice to sit with you here on the sofa, with your arms around me…enjoying your affectionate attentions while we watch this program on a rainy Saturday..." He caressed her tenderly. "I could sit like this for the rest of the afternoon." He gave her another kiss. "But don't you think you'd better get back to work?"

"I've worked several hours without a significant break. I think I'm entitled to relax for a while…" She nestled closer to him. "Taking an hour or so away from my computer would be very refreshing." She picked up the television remote control and turned off the television.

"Hey, I was watching that…" Booth tried to get the remote back from Brennan, who was giggling as she tried to keep it away from him.

"You can watch Buffy later, Booth...that is, if you can get the remote from me…" Brennan held the coveted object away from Booth. "Right now, I have another idea of how I'd like to spend my hour of break time." She rose from the sofa and stood with her hands on her hips, licking her lips as she tapped her foot. "Are you coming?"

Booth tried to look concerned. "Are you sure, Bones? I don't want to interrupt your creative process…" She nodded her head impatiently. "Okay then, I'm coming…" He gave her a charm smile. "...hopefully more than once…"

"Booth!" Brennan slapped playfully at his arm as he tried to grab the remote. "I'll see you to the bedroom…" She turned and sashayed teasingly toward their bedroom.

Wearing a very self satisfied smirk at the success of his endeavors, Booth walked slowly behind her, stopping to eject the DVD from the player and return it to its case. He chuckled to himself as he reached the doorway of their bedroom and found his nude wife waiting for him, stretched out enticingly on their bed, laying on her side with the remote on the bed in front of her. She gave him a wink and a seductive smile as she pointed to the object of their contention. "Is this what you're looking for?"

"Oh, yeah…that's exactly what I'm looking for...c'mere...let me have that thing..." He quickly tossed the remote aside and climbed into the bed next to his beautiful wife. As he took her into his arms and kissed her passionately, one fleeting thought raced through his mind before they love for the next two hours.

I love it when a plan comes together…..

ooooooo

What an ornery man...that's why we love him, right?