AN: I own Nothing.
The ride to the location was long, but it didn't feel long to Booth and Brennan.
That was of the things that Booth loved dearly about being with his partner; there were never any awkward silences. Sure, there were pregnant pauses after saying something a little too personal or saying something that was dangerously close to the fine line of romanticism but most of the time it was pure contentment. They talked about Parker and sport events that Brennan pretended to be interested in. They talked about Russ and Amy and their girls, and Max, who was doing God-knows-what while absent from the Jeffersonian.
Finally they arrived at a small gray house on a corner lot. The house sat on a large plot of land with its' nearest neighbor well out of yelling distance. The sky was as gray as the house and there was a strong wind blowing in from the west, indicating a storm. Brennan moved to exit the car when she felt Booth's hand grab her opposite arm.
"Whoa, hold on there a second, Bones." He said, his eyes darting wildly to the house and the surrounding area. "I'm not so sure about this anymore."
"Booth," Brennan said, exasperated, "You dragged me out here under the pretense that this was an easy questioning assignment.
"Bones, my gut doesn't feel good on this one."
"Did you eat something bad?" Brennan smirked.
"Bones, You know what I mean. I don't like the looks of this house or this situation." Booth glared at his partner. Her rationale occasionally pissed him off and with all the alarms going off in his head, this was one of those times.
"Booth, let's just go up carefully and see what the situation is." She sighed. "We can even radio in first if it makes you feel better."
"All right Bones." Booth picked up his CB radio and spoke. "Dispatch, this is Special Agent Seeley Booth here with Dr. Temperance Brennan. We are proceeding with the questioning of the Johnson subject."
By the time Booth gave the rest of his information and location to the disembodied voice on the other end of the radio waves, it began to rain but they both exited the vehicle and immediately Booth went to Brennan's side.
"Bones, you stay close to me, do you understand?"
"Yes, Booth." She patronized, "Alpha-male" she whispered under her breath.
"I heard that." Booth barked.
A sharp noise of a branch cracking and the cocking of a gun brought the two out of their playful banter and slammed them back into the reality that they could be in big danger in this place. Booth shoved Brennan underneath and behind a large weeping willow that stood on the property.
"I don't like this Bones." Booth whispered. "…I don't like this at all."