I am sooooooo sorry it took so long to update. I had decided to focus on my other story. Then I realized that I hadn't updated in so long that people might have started to think I dropped the story. But don't worry, I have every intension of continuing this story have have it all outlined...just need to write it... ;-) Like I said, don't worry! Anyway, new chapter for all you amazing people!!!! Let me know.


Chapter 3

Reasons

"That reason being?" She didn't like the way Booth was avoiding looking at her, that usually meant he was about to tell her something she wasn't going to like.

"Well, they wanted a couple to go undercover…"

"So, what does that have to do with us?" Booth sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Us, Bones. They want us to go undercover."

"No…"

"Yes."

"But….No, Booth." She began to pace back and forth as she thought.

It wasn't the undercover part that made her scared or nervous. No, she could handle basically anything thrown at her. The thing that scared her beyond belief was the idea of pretending to be engaged to Booth.

She had managed to ignore the flutter in her stomach whenever he placed his hand on the small of her back. And the feeling that always came over her when he would lean close behind her and try to see what she was working on. And the distinct smell of him…

No she was scared that she wouldn't be able to hide behind her walls. It was hard enough the last time when they had slept together, to pretend that nothing had happened, that she didn't feel anything for him.

She was worried that if she got caught up in the feeling of being with Booth, she might never want to go back.

"Bones….?"

"Huh?" She stopped pacing and looked up to find Booth's eyes baring into her. "But I'm just a Forensic Anthropologist; shouldn't they get an FBI agent?"

He could tell by the way she was worrying her bottom lip that there was more to it than she was saying, but he decided to ask later.

"Okay, A) I never thought you would say you were just a Forensic Anthropologist. B) What if another body shows up? And 3) You're my partner and I refused to work with anyone else."

"You realize that you just switched from letters to numbers, right?"

"What?"

"You said a, b, and then you switched to 3."

"Well, you get the point."

"True, but it may be—wait! Did you say refused? As in, they wanted to assign you another FBI agent but you said no?"

"Yeah, so?"

Booth tried to brush it off as if it were nothing, but he knew that he had worked hard to convince his superiors that he needed Bones to be his partner. He even brought it to Cullen, who of course, immediately agreed.

Brennan was, at the same time, trying to suppress the pride that ran through her. He didn't want to work with anyone besides her!

"Do I really have any choice in this?"

"Don't you want to find the person who did this and give these women justice?" The charm smile on top of the guilt did it.

"Fine, I'll do it."

Booth smiled as he clapped his hands together in triumph, only to receive a curious look from Brennan.

"Well, we better be going then."

"Going?"

"We have to head home."

"Home?"

"Yes Bones. To our new house that my parents, your future in-laws, bought as an early wedding present for us."

"Wedding present?"

"Yup. Now are you just going to repeat everything I say or can we go now?"

"Alright let's go. Jeez Booth, keep your shoes on." Brennan grabbed some files and headed for the door.

"It's pants, Bones. Keep your pants on."

"Why would you be taking off your pants?"

Booth just sighed in response, smacking his hand to his head.


The house was big. As in extremely big.

"How are we supposed to afford this?" Brennan turned to look at Booth.

"I told you, honey, my family is extremely wealthy."

Stopping midway up the front path, Brennan called to Booth.

"Did you just call me honey?"

"Yes dear." She gave him another quizzical look.

He sighed and tugged at her arm, leading her the rest of the way up to the house.

Before he opened the front door, Booth leaned into Brennan and whispered into her ear.

"The neighbors, Bones. We have to constantly be on guard."

Brennan found herself losing her train of thought as he lingered next to her. "Right…"

Booth slowly pulled away and brought out the keys, but not before he gave her a small chaste kiss on lips, as if they had been doing it for years.

As he unlocked the front door, Brennan looked around the neighborhood and noticed that some of the neighbors were, in fact, watching them.

"Home sweet home!"

Booth lead the way into the home and was slowly followed by Brennan. As soon as she set foot through the door, Booth quickly grabbed her hand in anticipation of showing her the house.

First he took her to the right, where their living room was. It was nicely furnished in crème and light gold and was even topped off with a piano.

"A piano, Booth?"

"Yes. After all, my parents made me go through lessons when I was younger."

She just stared at him questionably as he pulled her through a pair of French doors that led towards the back of the house and into what she figured was the family room. It had a huge comfy couch which sat across from the giant flat-screen.

"I figured it was about time we got you up to date on some pop-culture, Bones."

"I'm just perfect the way I am, thank you."

You have no idea Bones…He sighed and mentally slapped himself.

"Come on."

He quickly shook his head as he led her into the next room across from the family room.

"And this is where you, my dear Bones, will be making me dinner."

Brennan rolled her eyes and snorted. Booth turned and looked at her.

"Wait. You're serious?"

"Well we need to fit the picture Bones."

"Can't we just get take-out like we normally do?"

Booth smiled. She had no idea how that had sounded. He really liked the idea, but focused on the main goal.

"Nope. In this neighborhood, it might appear weird."

"Fine, but we get to go out for dinner every once and a while. And I will not be the only one cooking."

Brennan glared at Booth and received victory when he held up his hands.

"Well it might be safer for the both of us anyway…"

"Hey!" She smacked him in the arm. "I am too a good cook."

"Maybe. If you count microwave dinners and calling for take-out cooking."

Booth quickly walked towards the dining room before he got smacked again. Brennan reluctantly followed him seconds later.

After a quick look at the dining room, they made their way upstairs.

"Now the room to your right is the work out room and right next to it is an empty room. I figured we could make it into the nursery closer to when the baby is due."

Booth continued walking, but Brennan stood there, frozen in place.

"What?!?!"

Booth turned around. "Chill Bones. In case anyone asks, that's just our future plans; the whole typical baby thing." I can't belive I said that out loud! That was too close…please say she bought it…

"Firstly, I am in no way warm, so I don't need to 'chill' and secondly I don't do the whole baby thing."

"I'll ignore the chill thing, for now. But Bones, I said the typical baby thing. I know that you are anything but typical, but our cover is, so you just have to act like we plan on doing that."

Brennan just mumbled a small 'fine' in response and followed Booth off to another room.

"Now this is probably my favorite room."

Booth swung the doors open to reveal a luxurious master bedroom with fireplace, flat-screen tv, walk-in closet, and king sized bed. He watched Brennan as she looked around the room.

"You haven't even seen the best part yet." He quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her towards a door.

Flicking the lights, Booth revealed an amazing bathroom with his and her sinks, a jacuzzi bathtub, and a nice tw—

"Booth?"

"Yes Bones."

"That's a pretty big shower…"

"That's because it's a two person shower."

After a a split second recovering from the shock of where her thoughts were taking her, Brennan responded.

"Are you expecting company?"

Brennan smirked as she walked out, leaving a speechless Booth behind. A few seconds later he dashed out after Brennan.

"Fine, I deserve that after the whole baby thing. But I still have one more room to show you."

"Fine, but than after that I need to take a nice hot bath. Toady has been too long and it's not even over yet."

Booth gulped. He could just picture Brennan in a towel, preparing a bath in their new bathroom. Brennan taking off her towel…Mind out of the gutter. She's your partner, she's taken, she's off limits, she's missing…wait, what?!

"Bones?" Booth did a quick check around the room and then ran for the hallway. "Bones!"

"What?" She popped her head out of the empty room across the hall and looked at Booth curiously.

"You can't just wander off like that!"

"Please. I'm in my own home, aren't I?" She crossed her arms and dared him to say something else. "Anyway, I was thinking, depending on how long we're here, I could make this my office."

"Nope. No can do."

"Why not? You get your own work out room."

"Okay, you know that I won't be the only one using it. And it's supposed to be the future nursery."

After an eye roll from Brennan, Booth continued. "I didn't even get to finish the tour."

"Alright, but I won't forget this."

"Good, now close your eyes."

She just crossed her arms and stared at him as if he were crazy.

"Please, Bones." With his puppy dog eyes and his charm smile, she couldn't deny him.

"Fine, but if you lead me into a wall, I will break every bone in your body. And trust me, I know how to!"

"I don't doubt it."

Brennan slowly closed her eyes. After waving his hands in front of her to make sure she couldn't see, Booth opened two doors and slowly guided Bones to the entrance.

"Okay, you can open them."

Brennan gasped as she opened her eyes. A small office lay before her. It was a small room, maybe only 5 feet, but it was triple the size in length. A built in desk stretched the whole length of the office and wrapped around the extra 5 feet on each side. Shelves were placed at random around the room and were covered in books, including her own.

Booth beamed as he watched Brennan take it in. He knew that she would love it and he loved watching her enjoy it.

"The walls are actually dry erase boards so you can write on the walls. And they are even magnetized."

A shudder coursed through Brennan's body as Booth whispered right above her shoulder, describing all the perks of the office.

"It's amazing Booth. Thank you."

"My favorite part of it," he pulled her into the room. "Is the window, looking out onto the backyard."

He showed her the huge arched window above the desk that took up one third of the wall.

"I know it's never going to happen, but if there were people in the backyard, maybe small people, that you needed to keep an eye on, you could work and watch them at the same time. That is, if you weren't out with them."

As Booth was talking, he slipped his arm around Brennan's waste. At his last statement, he just squeezed her. If only she knew how much he really wanted that and to not have to pretend.

Brennan rested her head on his shoulder as they looked out the window over the backyard. Booth didn't realize that Brennan was questioning the same thing.

She let out a small sigh and snuggled closer into Booth, allowing him to wrap both of his arms around her waste. Brennan leaned back into Booth and smiled slightly when she realized how perfectly their bodies fit together.

"Amazing. Thank you Booth."


TBC...

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