"Bren, Booth?" Angela asked.
"Statistically, Booth would be the best choice to father my child. He is aesthetically pleasing, he is very athletic, and he doesn't have any history of medical ailments that would be detrimental to the child." Brennan said.
"So, basically, your standards are; easy on the eyes, in shape and not dying? That's half the men in D.C." Angela continued, "But Booth is a bad choice."
"Why?"
"Because you're obviously in love with him."
"That's preposterous, I don't love Booth. He's an ideal candidate, and he's easily accessible."
Angela sighed loudly. "You can't see the picture that's forming because you're in the puzzle, I'm putting the puzzle together, and I can see what's happening."
"I don't follow"
"You and Booth are going to end up together, whether it's a night of fleeting passion, or a house in the suburbs with a white picket fence. Sweetie, you're in love with Booth."
"I need to get back to the platform!"
"Those remains are 10,000 years old. It can wait."
"What do you want me to do? You've basically told me that what I want in the immediate future is wrong. All I have is my work."
"I know how you feel about psychology, but you should talk to Sweets."
"Psychology is a soft science." Brennan said as she returned to work at the forensic platform.
It was 6:46 p.m. when Agent Seeley Booth showed up in front of Brennan's apartment. He knew that she didn't really want him here, but she really did want to have a baby. Booth knocked on the door, and a half dressed Bones answered. Booth stood there silently in awe.
"You have a child, Booth, haven't you seen a woman like this before?" Bones asked with a bobby pin sticking out of her mouth.
"I've never seen YOU like this before." Booth said as he took off his suit jacket. "I thought I'd take you out for dinner."
"Forget dinner, I've got better plans." Bones said with this mysterious look in her eye.
"What are you planning Bones?" Booth asked. She began backing up towards the door.
"Stop talking." Bones said. She took Booth by the arms and threw him onto the bed. Booth tried to slide away, but Bones had already made it to the bed; she was down to her bobby pins and her socks. She got on top of him and started kissing his cheek as she removed his shirt.
"Bones, don't you think we should slow down a little bit? We can go to the diner and talk" Booth asks.
"Why? I might not have the nerve to do this later." Bones said ripping his pants off his legs.
"That's what I'm hoping for!" Booth complained.
"Come on, be quiet and let me do my thing." Bones said. She was using her hands for things that were too fast for Booth to comprehend. By the time Booth realized what's going on, Bones was done.
Bones walked into the lab the next day and walking past Angela, Cam, and Clark; offering a weird look at Booth.
"What's this for?" Booth asked her.
"We should talk." Bones said.
"Please tell me this has to do with last night?" Booth asks her. Bones nods her head.
"I'm sure things are going to work out, I'm going to see a doctor in a few weeks." Bones said to him.
"And if it doesn't? We really need to talk about this, about what happened." Booth said.
"Well, I guess that we would just have to try again." Bones said.
"No, not again" Booth said.
"Whoa, boss here, what happened last night?" Cam asked.
"Something better kept off the platform."
"Oh" Cam said.
"Seriously, we have work to do here." Clark said.
Booth and Bones headed off the platform and into Bones' office.
"Bones. What we did last night was a mistake. I had a few to drink before I came over, and you were naked, and it isn't happening again. I thought you talked to Angela!"
"She wanted me to talk to Sweets, I figured that if this doesn't work out, then I'll wait."
"Why didn't you talk to Sweets?"
"I don't put stock in psychology."
