Bones – Change
Chapter 3
That Friday evening, Booth drove them to the airport where, thanks to Brennan's publisher, they skipped over most of the normal check points and were ushered out into the private plane and were soon on their way to New York.
The trip seemed to be over as soon as it began. The two soon found themselves at their hotel, the famous Waldorf-Astoria.
"I would like to check in please. The reservation is under the name Brennan." Brennan said to the young woman behind the counter.
"Ah. Hello Dr. Brennan. Here is your key. And thank you for staying at the Waldorf-Astoria," replied the girl. "And I am a huge fan by the way. We are not supposed to do this, but could I bother you for an autograph," she asked meekly pulling Brennan's most recent book from under her desk. Brennan didn't have the heart to say no.
"Oh course. And what is your name?"
"Christy."
"There you are Christy. It is always a joy to meet my fans." With that Brennan handed the girl back her book and she and Booth headed towards the elevators. The exited the elevator on the 20th floor and found their suite. They entered the suite and glanded around the modest sized yet elegantly furnished sitting room. There was an overstuffed couch along with two equally overstuffed arm chairs as well as a small dinning table and chairs.
Brennan walked over to the French doors and opened them to reveal the bedroom.
"Oh no!"
"What's the matter Bones?" Booth said rushing over. He looked into the bedroom and saw that there was only one bed.
"My publisher did not change the reservations. When you agreed to come, I called them and told them to make all the proper changes to the arangements. They must have forgotten about the hotel."
"Bones. This hotel, as big as it is, is probably booked with the banquet and everything else happening in this city. They probably couldn't change the reservations."
"I suppose that is true. Well, since I asked you to come, you can take the bed and I will take the couch."
"Bones. Don't be silly. That is a king sized bed. Why should either of us suffer on the couch. We are both adults. We should be able to handle sharing the bed," he paused. "As long as you can keep your hands off me," he said giving her his charm smile.
"Oh please Booth. I think it is me that should have to worry about you keeping your hands to yourself," she scoffed. "Alright, but I get the shower first!" She grabbed her bag and ran into the bathroom.
Booth set about unpacking his things and hanging up his tux. He turned on the tv and found a football game and hoped that it would create enough of a distraction to stop him thinking about Bones in the bathroom. Don't go there Seeley! He was really starting to regret suggesting that the two of them share a bed. It is going to be a long night, no weekend.
Bones came out of the bathroom wearing a silky tanktop and matching shorts. It is definately going to be a long weekend, Booth thought to himself.
"Your turn," Brennan said sweetly as she climbed into bed.
When Booth came out of the bathroom, Brennan gasped as Booth was wearing only his boxers.
"Nice boxers," she said after she had caught her breath indicating his Green Lanturn underwear. This is going to be a long night! why did I agree to share a bed with him? she thought.
"Hey! Don't make fun . Green Lanturn is awsome. Plus, Parker got me these." He looked at his partner and saw that she was in bed reading one of her Anthropology magazines. "No work this weekend Bones," he said as he climbed into bed grabbing her magazine.
"Booth!"
"No Bones. You never stop working. You need a break, even if it is only a few days. Plus, you get to talk to all those authors tomorrow night."
Brennan crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared at him. Booth struggled not to look down at her chest, which, whether she knew it or not, she was emphasising by crossing her arms.
"Go to sleep Bones. Tomorrow is going to be a long day."
"Booth, the Banquet does not start until 6 o'clock tomoorow night. How is it going to be a long day? We have nothing to do till then."
"Bones,I am taking you out. You asked me to come, so we are going to do what I want, and I say that for once, you need to do something non-anthropological." She tried to interupt him. "I won't take no for an answer." His best charm smile on his face.
"Fine," she huffed. She reached over and began to set the alarm.
"Bones. Don't you dare set that alarm. We have nothing to do tomorrow that is earthshattering and require us to get up with the sun. We do that enough during the week. Part of your morning of fun is sleeping in."
Brennan huffed aqain. She began began beating her pillow and settled in for the night.
Booth turned off the lights. "Good Night Bones."
"Good Night Booth."
"Bones?" Booth asked a few minutes later.
"What Booth?"
"Do you snore?"
Her only response was hitting Booth with her pillow.
