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-BRENNAN'S OFFICE-

When Brennan walked into her office the next morning, she noticed the flower on her desk almost immediately. She put her bag down and picked up the daffodil in her hand. She noticed there was a card next to the flower. She already knew it was from Booth just by the flower, but she read the card anyway.

Bones,

I made reservations at a fancy restaurant, so dress nice.

I'll pick you up at 6. Hope you liked the flower.

See you later.

-Booth.

***

-ANGELA'S OFFICE-

Angela Montenegro was in her office working on a facial reconstruction when her friend barged in, flower and note in hand.

Brennan handed Angela the items and sat on the couch. "Uh... Thanks, sweetie, You shouldn't have." she said, grinning. Brennan shot her a glare.

"Ange, I'm serious. I'm not sure, but I think..." Brennan paused "I think I have a date with Booth tonight." she finished, while Angela read the card. 'Atta boy, Booth' she thought.

"Wait..." Angela gave her a confused look. "What do you mean... you think?"

Brennan sighed. "Well, last night I was at Booth's..." She went on telling Angela about their conversation last night. "...Then he told me he thought we should have dinner and go see a movie tonight."

Angela nodded, and Brennan started again. "Last night, I thought about it for a while, and came to the conclusion that it probably wasn't a date, but this morning..." She paused.

"You saw this," Angela said, holding up the flower and the card "and you're not so sure anymore." Brennan nodded.

"Do you want it to be a date?" Angela asked, sitting down next to her friend.

Brennan sighed. "I don't know, Ange, to be honest... I have recently found myself wondering what it would be like to date Booth. Ever since the surgery, it's been different. But... in a good way. It's like were..." she paused as she tried to think of the best word. "closer?"

She ran her hand through her hair. She was a genius, but for some reason, emotions always confused her.

"Did that make any sense?" She asked, not completely understanding what she had just said herself.

Angela took her friend's hand. "Of course it did, Sweetie. You and Booth, you've been through so much together. He knows you better than anyone... Including me. He'd do anything for you, Bren. It's definitely normal to wonder what a romantic relationship with him would be like. Plus, he's pretty sexy... But seriously, that dream he had, he saw what it would be like if you two were together, and I think he misses that."

Brennan looked at her friend. She was making sense. "Do you think this could all be because of the brain tumor?" She asked. "I mean, what if we did start dating and he changes his mind?"

"Oh, Sweetie, I know for a fact that Booth has always had a thing for you." Angela said, reassuringly. "But you do realize that this is Booth we're talking about, right? I mean, if you start dating Booth, you have to be really sure you actually want to date Booth. Because if something were to happen, you not only lose a lover, you lose a friend, and a partner." Angela stopped as soon as she noticed her friend's eyes getting wider. 'Shit.' she thought 'I scared her... Fix it, Angela. Fix it. Fix it now!'

Angela cleared her throat. "What I meant to say, Sweetie, is that you and Booth have something special. I mean, you're basically a couple. Minus the romantic stuff, of course." Brennan rolled her eyes "I know you, Bren, and I know what happens when you start getting serious with a guy. Thing is, you can't really run from Booth."

Brennan decided it was time to cut off her friend. "Ange, I know. And I've thought about that, but all I wanted to know was if you thought this was a date..." She smiled, and Angela laughed.

"I'm sorry, Bren. I just love you both so much, and want you guys to be happy..." She paused. "Together."

"I know, Angela. Thanks. Do you think... Would you like to come help me get ready?" Brennan asked her friend, smirking.

"You know I would" Angela said, as Brennan left the office.

"Oh, and Brennan?" She yelled.

Her friend reappeared at the door. "Yeah?"

"If I were you, I'd treat it as a date, and see where it goes from there." She winked.

***

-JEFFERSONIAN-

Jack Hodgins was in a good mood today. He wasn't sure why, but he was. He was coming back from Cam's office with when he noticed someone sitting at his station.

Jack cleared his throat and grinned. "Booth?"

Booth turned to look at Hodgins. "Hmm?"

Booth looked fidgety. His right leg was bouncing up and down. He remembered the last time Booth had come to see him, and suppressed a laugh.

"Do we have a case I wasn't informed of?" He asked.

"Wha.. No, no... No case." Booth sighed. He wasn't sure why he had come to Hodgins. It was a stupid idea... 'Of course it was a stupid idea, Seeley, you're about to ask a squint for dating advice.' he thought.

"Dr. B's in her office..." Hodgins said, confused.

Booth inhaled sharply. "I know..."

Hodgins had absolutely no idea what was going on. Maybe they'd had a fight. "Did you guys have a fight?"

It was now, or never. "I asked her out." he blurted out.

'Wow.' Hodgins thought as he leaned on his desk. "And... she said no?"

"What?! No! Of course not!" Booth shot him a glare.

As funny as he thought this was, Hodgins was becoming rather irritated. "Look, Booth... If you don't tell me why you're here, I can't help you."

Booth mumbled something.

"What?" Hodgins asked.

"I'm not sure if she knows it's a date" Booth said embarrassed, and angry. Suddenly wished he had never opened his mouth last night. "You know what... Never mind." He said as he got up to leave.

"Wait! Booth!" Hodgins ran after him.

"UGH! What!?" Booth stopped walking.

"I just... You guys go out all the time right?" Hodgins paused, but not long enough to actually let Booth answer. He already knew they did, anyway. "Why should this be different?"

Booth stayed silent, and just looked at Hodgins. The guy was making sense.

"Treat it like a date at first, and see how it goes. If she looks like she's on a date, then it's a date. If she doesn't then it'll just be another one of your outings... And if you can't tell, you could always, you know, ask her." he said, obviously.

"You're right, man. Thanks" Booth said punching him in the arm.

"No problem!" Hodgins said, walking back to his station.

"Oh, and Hodgins?" Booth said, loudly, so Hodgins would hear. "Speak of this, and I will shoot you."

Hodgins laughed and went back to work.

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