AN: first ever authors note weird. B&B don't get engaged in this chapter it was just bothering me and I had to get it out. I had a discussion with my sister about whether the color you get when you mix black and white is spelled grey or gray. Growing up I learned it with an e so that's what I went with. Oh and while I'm here I'll do a disclaimer (even though I hear they are no fun) here goes I don't own bones and make no money from this. That wasn't terrible but I could see it getting annoying.
Since booth had pulled her out of the lab long before she thought necessary, Brennan had set her alarm to wake her up an hour earlier than usual. She made herself breakfast and left the coffee maker running for booth when he woke up. Since she moved in with him he had usually dropped her off at the lab but she knew with how hard it was to get him up on a normal day it would be near impossible to wake him up early.
She drove herself to work and sat in her office doing paperwork. At 9:30 she headed over to the hover building for their weekly counseling session with sweets. Booth was already there when she walked into sweets' office and she could tell even with her poor social skills that the mood was tense. She sat down and waited for the silence to end.
"So" sweets started "how was your week? I heard you guys caught the killer last night"
Brennan sat up straighter hoping this would lighten booths mood, but he just slouched deeper into his seat.
"We found him in his office building. When he saw us he ran. Booth always loves it when they run. I tackled him before he could run down the stairs.
"The only reason you caught him first was that you were closer not because I'm getting slower" booth interjected aggressively
"I know that booth I didn't say anything like that"
"Agent booth I get the feeling that-"
Booth tuned out the rest of that sentence. He knew sweets would have a field day with the comment he just made and that he had probably made bones worry. He couldn't deal with either of them right now, got up and left without saying another word slamming the door behind him
"Do you know what that was about?" sweets asked
"No he seemed fine yesterday"
"Well I guess we can reconvene when he gets over it"
Brennan was surprised that she hadn't seen both since their therapy. He hadn't come by to take her to lunch and had ignored all five of her phone calls.
Brennan looked up when she heard her door open hoping booth had finally come by. She was only the slightest bit disappointed when she saw that it was Angela
"Sorry it's just me"
"I wasn't expecting anyone else" she resumed working on her paperwork knowing Angela was here on a social visit
"Alright sweetie spill, are you and booth fighting"
"I don't think so" which meant there was every possibility they were
"Did something else happen?"
"Not that I know of, he won't talk to me"
"Then he needs to get off his man period "
"I don't know what that means"
Angela smirked it had been a while since she had heard her best friend say that but she wasn't surprised
"It means you need to go talk to him"
Brennan walked into booths office at the hoover building determinedly. He was sitting at his desk looking over a case file
"Not now bones super busy" he hadn't looked up from his file
"No what's up with you? You have been in a bad mood all day"
"I'm just having a bad day bones don't worry about it"
"What happened" he could tell she was actually concerned and he deflated
"Alright" he ushered her out of the doorway and looked outside to make sure no one was watching them. He leaned into her so that even though there was no one else in the room he couldn't be overheard
"After you left this morning I went into the bathroom and found" his voice lowered "a grey hair"
She stood there waiting for the rest of the explanation
"And…"
"And, bones it's a gray hair three actually it means I'm getting old"
"Booth of course you're getting older it's scientifically impossible not to age"
"No bones I'm going to fall apart any day now"
"What about me am I going to 'fall apart any day now'?"
"No you're five years younger than me you've got time I'm, how would you say it in squint speak? I'm past my physical prime"
"Booth if I cared about your physical prime I would have slept with you eight years ago when we met" she cringed as soon as the words left her mouth and was both confused and relieved to see booth laughing
"Booth I didn't m-"
"It's ok; this is like the time you were trying to cheer me up by calling me stupid. It's your weird bones way of telling me you don't care right?"
"Well I don't want you to gain 300 pounds"
"Aw come on that's what I had planned for this summer"
She looked at him in horror
"Joke, bones"
She smiled "you know statistically most men look like their grandfathers after the age of 50"
This time he was confused if she was trying to reassure him by insulting him again he didn't get it
"Um, all of pops' hair is white"
"Yes, but he is over eighty years old and has a full head of hair so you may be going grey but you won't be going bald"
Booths eyes snapped open in surprise
"You know what you're right thanks for the perspective"
"Don't thank me Angela told me if I didn't get you off your man-period she was gonna send you a box of tampons although I'm not sure how they would help"
"I may have been a little moody but I'd like to see how she reacts when she gets her first grey hair"
