okay guys! i hope you guys loved reading this chapter as much as i enjoyed writing it! oh, it's short, but it sets up the next LONG chapter.
oh, yeah. i forgot a disclaimer. To: Fox and Hart Hanson-
i know that i don't own bones. or any other character. but just to let you know, i would love them to get together because of a case, you know the whole best friends line. : ) i think it would be cute. but not at least until season 4 or 5. and if you do manage to write it that way, you GOTTA give mecredit for the idea man. that would be awesome.
thanks, Mal.
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(three weeks later)
Brennan sat at her desk typing up a report. Angela sneakily entered the room, smirking. "Hey Bren, do you know what day it is?"
Brennan stiffened. She knew what was coming, and decided to play dumb. "Um, September 25th?"
Angela's grinned lessened. "Well...yes, but it is alo your one-month anniversary!"
Brennan sighed. "I know."
Angela's smiled grew again. "So...do you know what Booth's plans are yet?"
"You know Angela, I know that this can be considered an important day, but I have known Booth for so long, that I don't really consider this special-"
Angela rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. You're just upset because he hasn't called you yet, has he?"
Brennan shook her head. "No, not once all day."
"Well, he's Booth. I know he has to be planning something. And I see him coming right now! If he doesn't say anything about it in the first few minutes, I give you permission to be the man in the relationship."
"But I usually am the man in the relationship anyways, without your consent."
Angela shrugged. "I know, but I feel better about it if you have it." She winked and left. Brennan sighed, and tried to continue working.
"Hey Bones...whatchya writing, your book?" Booth asked from the doorway.
"No I am just finishing a report." Brennan answered. Booth didn't reply to her comment, and when Brennan looked up from her computer screen, she saw Booth looking over her shoulder.
"Oh, yeah, you are just writing a report." Booth said while walking toward her couch.
"Booth!"
"Yes?" He asked grinning innocently from her couch.
"Of course I was typing a report! Did you think I was lying to you?" Brennan asked sharply.
"Well, no, but I do know that you are hiding your new book from me. Why won't you let me read your book before it comes out?" Booth asked, his face turning serious.
"I have my reasons."
"That's okay," Booth responded smoothly, with a hint of a grin. "Don't tell me. I know why anyways."
"Really? Why don't I let you read it then Booth?" Brennan asked smugly.
"Because you base your sex scenes off of you and me." Booth said calmly, bursting into a smirk. Brennan opened her mouth as if to say something, but couldn't think of anything. In that moment of hesitation, Booth laughed. "Ha!" Booth shouted. "Look at that! I was right! Looks like I won the argument."
"What?" Brennan said furiously. "Just because I hesitated does not mean you 'won' the conversation! As a matter of fact, I think you lost when you brought the idea of romance into the equation, because romance in arguments always spells trouble." Brennan finished truimphantly.
"That's great Bones, lie to yourself all you want. I came over here to tell you that it is our one-month anniversary. I don't really care what you think about it," Booth grinned at Brennan's glare. "but I care about it. I have an evening planned. I want you to dress nice."
"How nice?" Brennan challenged.
"Vegas nice." Booth said.
"Okay, I can do that..." Brennan said softly.
"Oh, but not the red or black dress that you actually wore in Vegas, wear something new."
"What's wrong with them?" Brennan asked, puzzled.
Booth grinned. "Nothing. I just promised Angela that I would get you to go shopping with her."
Brennan stared at Booth in shock. "Booth, what did you do?"
Angela burst in. "He just did you the biggest favor one human being could do for another. Come on Brennan."
Brennan turned to Angela. "Did you know about this before you came into my office?"
Angela smirked. "oops,"
"Oh no!" Brennan objected. "You can't turn that phrase against me!"
"Have fun Bones..." Booth said as Angela dragged a protesting Brennan out of the door, and chuckled as he saw Brennan muttering under her breath. He looked down at his watch. "Six o'clock, not bad." He said to himself, as he walked out of the Jeffersonian, whistling.
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so what did you guys think? R&R please: )
