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Chapter 3

"You two starting to warm up a bit?" Booth and Temperance cast one another a wary glance.

"Man, we can't thank you enough for stopping and giving us a lift." Booth said.

"You mind me asking what you two are doing out in weather like this? You don't look like you're from around here." The man had introduced himself as Keith Miller when he picked them up and he had been friendly enough, especially to Bones and it was beginning to grate on Booth's nerves.

"We're from D.C. We came out to investigate some frozen…"

"Bones!" Booth interrupted her explanation. "You don't go telling a perfect stranger about frozen remains." She glared at him.

"Well Booth you just did." She stated dryly.

"Bones?" Keith said from the drivers seat. "Helluva name."

"I'm sorry. My name is Dr. Temperance Brennan and the is Special Agent Seeley Booth, my partner."

"Low profile. Does that mean anything to you Bones?"

"You didn't say we were going undercover." Temperance supplied.

"You two are here about the fish sticks huh?" Keith asked chuckling.

"Fish Sticks?"

"You know the frozen folks they found."

"Yes we are. Do you know anything about the remains?"

"Why don't you let me take you to dinner and I'll tell you everything I know." Smooth Booth thought.

"Well thanks…"she was saying when Booth cut her off once again.

"What? No dinner, we are working here." Booth said tersely.

"Booth, Mr. Miller was being polite and I am starving." Keith smiled toward Booth who just gave him an angry stare.

"Don't worry FBI, you can come along."

"Look, could you please just drop us at the nearest motel. We can call our colleagues in the morning for a lift to the site." He sounded civil and polite but Temperance knew that he was feeling neither.

"No problem FBI." Miller turned to Temperance. "Maybe next time gorgeous.'

They continued for the next thirty minutes in silence until the truck pulled into the parking of a worn down motel. "This is the best your going to get tonight. With the weather you may get lucky and they have a vacancy. These small places tend to fill up when the weather moves in. I'll wait here to make sure you can get a room."

Temperance and Booth entered the small lobby and rang the bell. "Help you folks?"

"We need two rooms for the night." Both said.

"Well, I can't oblige. Storm he quick most travelers stopped for the night. I got two rooms left but heats out in one of them." Once again Booth felt the anger rising in him. Nothing had gone right, not since the beginning of this case.

"We'll take." She said quickly.

"That anxious to play house Bones."

"There is a major storm outside and I, for one, don't want to be driving around in it. You and Romeo can drive to the next motel but I am staying here." With her face set in a defiant glare he wasn't going to argue with her, nor was he going to leave her alone in a run down motel.

"Good then. We'll share. You fill out the forms, I'll go get our bags." Booth walked out feeling more frustrated than ever. What happened in the truck had been a mistake. He could tell by the way they were acting with one another. Bones refused to meet his eyes and he could hardly look at her, without wanting to continue what had been started. "Look Miller, we appreciate the lift but they have a room so I'll get our things out of the back." Booth could tell that he understood what he meant when he emphasized "room."

Booth carried the bags into the lobby and waited for Temperance to get the key. He didn't join her because he could stand and admire her without her knowing. She was truly beautiful and it never ceased to amaze him that she had no clue. He knew he would have to fight the attraction he felt towards her if he wanted to preserve their friendship and partnership.

"Booth?" She said coming to stand before him. "I have the key." She took off walking after having picked up her own bag. He followed behind her in silence enjoying the sway of her hips. "Here we go," she said opening the door. They both stepped in side and let their bags fall to the floor. One room was bad enough but one bed was impossible.

"The night only gets better Bones."

"This is all they had. It's not the first time we have had to stay in close quarters." Booth though it was the first time they were sharing a room when he wanted to…what did he want. I've got to stop thinking about it.

"Well you of course can have the bed. I'll sleep on the floor." He said dryly.

She merely muttered "fine." Staying in this room was going to be hell. She replayed the scene in the truck in here head and she could feel the heat spread throughout her body. Wanting Booth was wrong and she simply had to distance herself from him, which would be impossible in the close confines of the room/

"You can use the shower first if you want. I'll just make a spot on the floor."

"Booth there is no logical reason why we can share the bed." Where had that come from. She need to distance herself not put him in the same bed.

"Go shower Bones. Now" He would ignore the kiss if it killed him but it was impossible to ignore the way she had responded.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked quietly.

"Tired Bones, I'm tired. Shower. Now!" It was difficult to hide his irritation though it wasn't her fault. He just had to figure out a way to get past the episode in the truck.