A/N: Im REALLY sorry this is so short. I have a question for you. Why don't astriks show up on I usually put them in when someone is thinking, but they 'disappeared' when i put it on the site. Anyone know whats going on? ENJOY AND REVIEW!! Love you guys. And I REALLY need ideas. Im kinda reaching a dead end here. So help me out and blurt some ideas here!

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This time when Brennan awoke, she felt contented. Her fever was gone, along with the headache and nausea. She was lying in Booth's arms, and she didn't have to go into work for a few days. 'God bless weekends'. She thought. 'Wait. I don't believe in God.' The little voice in the back of her head said. 'No you don't. But Booth does.'.

She shifted so that she could gaze at the person in question. He was snoring softly, face completely relaxed. The five-o'clock shadow and hair sticking up at all angles gave him a dangerous air. 'It also makes him sexy as hell. Shyt. What am I thinking? I can't. We can't. Think about something else, Bones. ARGG. I'm calling MYSELF Bones. Think about... Zack! Thats it think about...'

"You think to much." Booth's words brought her out of her troubled mind. He was smiling cockily at her, amusement in his eyes, along with a bit of something else she couldn't identify.

"Feeling better?" he asked.

"Mmmmmm. Yeah. Much." she mumbled back, still not completely awake.

"Can you say a word that is longer than one syllable?" Booth teased.

"Don't make me go anthropological on your ass. You know I'll do it." With a sigh and a yawn, she returned her head to Booth's chest, unconsciously snuggling closer. Booth chuckled at his partner.

"Not a morning person, huh? Me neither." Booth said, tightening his arms around her. They stayed like that for a long time, lost in their thoughts, drawing comfort from each other's embrace. Booth looked up only when he heard Bones' stomach growl.

"I'm hu-u-u-u-unnngggrrryyyy." Bones said, mid-yawn.

"Do you have any food in this apartment?"

"No"

"No?! How can you not have any food!" Booth asked incredulously.

"Because this really annoying co-worker I have insists that I go eat every meal with him. And I haven't been to the store in a long time." Bones replied.

"Soooo. This co-worker. What's he like? Nice guy?" Booth asked slowly with no modesty whatsoever.

"Yeah. And he's cocky as hell. And I can't stand him sometimes. And I love him." Bones blurted.

Booth choked. "What?"