Disclaimer: I love them, I cherish them, but alas, I don't own them.

So, once again, this is not the one where Booth finds out. I like prolonging, its fun. 

"But how could this have happened?" asked Brennan, "It hasn't even been a full day yet and everyone has found out about my photo shoot?"

"How did everyone find out so fast?" asked Angela rhetorically. But she got her answer as Zach and Hodgins hung their heads.

"Oh, no. what did you do?" she said, her hands akimbo, looking like the mother of two mischievous boys.

"We- okay I found the magazine when I came in here to look for my pen. And I showed it to Zach. And then we showed it to Cam."

"That's all we did, Dr. Brennan, I swear," said Zach. Brennan was still holding on to his lab coat.

That still doesn't explain how everybody now has the magazine. Surely the entire Jeffersonian doesn't subscribe!" said Brennan.

"Well…Cam took the magazine to show some guy. That's how it may have gotten started," said Hodgins.

"Cam? Cam did this?" Angela looked slightly impressed for some reason, "Didn't know she had it in her."

At the same time, Cam walked in through the door and handed the magazine to Brennan.

"I just wanna say that I think you are so brave to do that photo shoot, Dr. Brennan. They called me too, but I turned them down. I don't think I could do it."

She was heading to the door when she stopped and turned, "I think it's interesting that you can do a headstand. And the fact that you told them about your birth mark is really brave of you."

She went out the door. The silence that followed was penetrated by Zach trying to get away from Brennan's grip on his clothes. Jack was the first to speak.

"So where is it?" he asked. "I haven't reached that far in the article yet."

"Don't you have dirt to look at?" Angela said knowing the term 'dirt' would annoy him. "I'll get these two out of your hair, Bren."

She ushered the two men outside after Brennan let go of Zach.

Her phone rang and she picked it up to answer.

………………..

She was surprised to hear Phillip Scott on the other line.

"Hey, Phillip. How did you get this number?"

"The editor-in –chief gave it to me." He said in his slightly Southern accent, "They wanted me to congratulate you, princess. Your interview and photo shoot were a success."

"Don't I know it," Brennan sat in her chair and swiveled it away from the door. "My coworkers found out what I did and it has been strange all day."

"I can imagine that. You have a really nice body, Dr. Brennan."

"Mind, Phillip. Your wife won't be fond of you complimenting another woman's body." She teased. She had met Dahlia Scott and knew that the young woman was very secure in her marriage to Phillip, despite him meeting beautiful women all day at work.

"Yeah, I know. She just hit me with the dish towel… and she says hi."

"You know if I were her, I would hit you with something harder than a dish towel," said Brennan.

"Is that a promise, Dr. Brennan?"

She laughed.

"You know you said you were nervous when you came in, but I think you're a natural. You calmed down when we got you on that carpet," said Phillip.

"The carpet was very fun. It was a bit irritating but I got used to it. You were over me the whole time."

"Well, the shot was better from bird's eye view as opposed to from the side. The pictures came out a lot better that way. And I guess it's a perk of the job getting to be over beautiful women all day. Ow! Dahlia hit me again. So, I know which shot was definitely not your favourite."

"Oh, definitely the bathtub, Phillip. It was difficult trying to balance my leg on the side of the tub and out of the water. The bottom of the tub was very slippery. And then you kept changing the way you wanted it."

"Sorry, princess. The ones I took first didn't look right. And then somebody kept slipping too far down into the water!" Phillip teased.

"Well, all that lubrication from the soap…what did you want me to do?" she shot back.

"And I know your favourite. The one when you had on the Spongebob T-shirt and the multicolored striped socks with the candy all around you and you hand in the cookie jar."

Brennan smiled, "What can I say, I like candy."

"I wanted to do a very whimsical shot, with you just being silly. And you helped me pull it off, princess."

"Don't call me princess, Phillip." She smiled, regardless of how stern her words sounded. "And yes, that was my favourite. My partner would have liked those socks."

"You really have never watched Spongebob, Dr. Brennan? You're like the only person in the Western Hemisphere!"

"Maybe. But you are not the only person to tell me that Bed Head fits me. I've heard that one before." Brennan replied.

"I'm glad it all worked out well. Oh, Dahlia is asking if you want to come over on Saturday for dinner. Our parents are coming from out of town."

Brennan smiled, "If work permits, surely. I'd love to come to your house."

"So Saturday then?"

"Yes, Saturday."

"See you then."

"Bye, Phillip."

As he hung up, Brennan could not help but laugh. Phillip and Dahlia were a very nice couple. She was glad they wanted to be her friend.

She turned the chair back around and was surprised to see Booth standing at the door, his mouth open in shock.

"Booth," she hoped that he hadn't found out about the magazine yet, but from the look on his face, she knew that was doubtful. "What's wrong?"

He suddenly turned angry, "Whoever this Phillip guy is, you are never to see him again, at least not until I check him out, you understand me, Bones?"

"What?"

"Guys like that are not to be trusted, Bones. I don't want you seeing guys like that!"

 An ill little twist, right?

I know some of you are gaping, wondering what prompted Booth to make that statement. But remember he only heard one side of the conversation. Go back and read all of what Brennan said, and you'll get it, hopefully.

Oh, and yes, I did put Brennan in Boothy socks! Ha, ha! That's gonna be crucial later. Oops, did I just give you a spoiler?