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"Booth, I can manage to walk and hold my purse at the same time" Brennan said as they made their way to the door to Brennan's building.
"Bones" Booth sighed "You heard the doc, you need to rest"
Brennan stopped, which caused Booth to crash to her back. "I know Doctor Handler personally, but I still have to say that my knowledge in human anatomy is much greater. My judgment on my broken leg will be more scientifically accurate".
"It's nice to see that you are humble Bones" Sarcasm spilled through his lips.
"Thank you" Answer Brennan as she continued to make her way through the hall, missing completely the sarcasm.
"You can leave my purse in the couch" Brennan placed her crutches to the wall and skipped her way to the kitchen.
"Bones you aren't supposed to take these off" Booth threw the bag to the couch and grabbed her crutches and took them to her.
Hearing the loud noise of her bag to the couch she looked over the kitchen. "Hey! Don't be so aggressive with the bag"
"Relax Bones, it's not like you have a skull in there or something"
Brennan just stared at him.
"You do, don't you?" Booth was almost afraid to ask.
"I just wanted to get ahead on the case, and with Zack gone, and Angela on her three week vacation, well I needed to work"
"No working, okay?" Booth hurried to the sink and washed his hands. "And definitely not bringing dead people to your apartment"
"You just touched the bag, not the skull" Brennan placed the crutches under her arms, grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and walked back towards the living room, to let herself drop right next to her bag. "Thanks for everything Booth; I'll call you when I get a further analysis of the bones"
Booth opened the fridge and grabbed a beer. Brennan looked at him "Booth you shouldn't drink if you are thinking of driving any time soon"
Booth took another drink and smiled.
"Oh no" Brennan said realizing what was happening.
"Yes"
"No" Brennan responded shaking her head and getting up from the couch.
"Oh yes" Booth swung the beer in front of his face.
"You are not staying here Booth"
"Here?" Booth pointed to the floor "No"
A wave of relief covered Brennan. "Good, I though you were plan…"
"Probably in that couch"
The relief was gone. "No!"
"You need to rest Bones"
"But I don't need a supervisor; I'm a grown professional woman. I can clearly take care of myself"
"I know you do" Booth placed his beer on the counter and made his way to were Brennan was. "But I don't think you want to take care of yourself in this case. You just need to relax, is not a hard thing to do Bones"
"It is to me" Brennan said defensively "You are not staying here Booth! I have a right to live freely in my home"
Booth rolled his eyes "And I have the right to see my partner get better, but I can't do that if you keep being as stubborn as you are!"
Brennan sighed, and skipped her way to her bedroom and closed the door with a loud noise.
"Your crutches Bones"
"Shut up Booth!" Brennan yelled from the other side of the door.
Booth let his body flop to the couch. "You heard that buddy? She must rather have you here than me" Booth said to the skull lying next to him.
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