A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for not updating in a few days. Hope you like this chapter! The next chapter probably won't be till Friday (unless I have time). I know that's awhile but school's time consuming. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 4: Insomnia

Dr. Brennan laid wade awake in Booth's dark guest room. Her heart was still practically pounding thinking of what happened between her and Booth or whatalmost happened between them. These past few weeks have been this way for them, constantly getting closer to each other than they should be and backing off of each other when they think they're getting too close. The silence which filled the powerless apartment caused her to think about the situation too much, adding fuel to her insomnia that night. Wide awake and frustrated with her thoughts, she got out of bed, turned on the flashlight which Booth let her keep for the night, and headed for the door. Taking a step outside the door, she came to a halt as she bumped into someone. Taking a step back she put her hand over her chest.

"Booth! What are you doing?" She asked bringing her voice to a whisper.

"I'm bored. I was coming to hang out with you." He said nudging her playfully, "What are you doing?"

She folded her arms, "The silence is driving me crazy."

"We'll wake them up out here," He said pushing Brennan back into the spare room and closing the door behind them.

Brennan made her way toward the bed,

"It's beginning to get really cold in here."

Booth rubbed his arms, "You got that right." He replied as he crawled into the bed and threw the blankets on top of himself.

"Booth, come on move over." She asked cocking her head to the right.

He smiled, "There's plenty of room for you in here."

"You knew I was going for the bed Booth."

"I didn't." He moved over to the other side so she could get in, "Come on Bones."

"You did, and I really don't believe I should." She shook her head and rested a hand on her hip.

Booth smiled and moved over toward the edge of the bed to grab her arm.

Brennan resisted and tried pulling her hand away, "Booth." She whined, "I'll go sleep on the couch."

"Bones trust me from experience, that couch is leather, and freezing."

She stood there and looked at him for a moment, "Fine." Brennan sighed, "But, justbecause I'll be warmer this way."

"That's logical." Booth smiled playfully.

Brennan crawled into the bed next to him, "Yes, it is." She replied with a smile realizing the pun in that statement, "You're mean."

Booth laughed as he pulled the covers over them, "How am I mean?"

Brennan turned her head to look at him, her back still facing him, "You were imitating me."

"I was just kidding Bones. You know, joke? Pun?"

"A joke is something said or done to provoke laughter or cause amusement."

"Yeah…I know Bones. Hey, talking to the back of your head isn't my thing." He replied referring to her position facing away from him.

Brennan rolled onto her other side so that her whole body was facing him, "If you say you understand the meaning of a joke, you realize that your pun definitely was not a joke." She stated matter-of-factly.

"Ok let's not get into an in depth analysis of the meaning of a pun."

"Joke." She corrected, "A pun and a joke are actually…" Brennan decided she'd let this one go, and plus, she really didn't feel like explaining, "Never mind."

He smiled and nudged her shoulder, "Atta girl Bones."

After a moment's silence she spoke,

"I'm not sure if this bed is big enough for the two of us."

"Sure it is." Booth assured her, "We just have to squeeze. Get back into your hostile position."

Brennan rolled her eyes and turned away from him as she was before. She assumed that that was the hostile position he was talking about.

Booth then put his arms around her waist, and pulled her toward him until her back was against his chest,

"Like this."

Brennan was taken off guard by the sudden seal between their bodies.

"Oh, um I guess this will work." She said looking down at his arms wrapped around her.

He released one of his arms from around her waist and used his hand to prop up his head while the other fell limply on her hip,

"Hey, I'm really sorry about tonight."

"What are you sorry about?"

"Rebecca. She's really acting…strange around you."

Brennan shook her head on the pillow her and Booth were struggling to share. "Rebecca isn't your fault, Booth. You shouldn't be apologizing."

"Well, I feel bad, Bones. She's really giving you a hard time."

"You should have driven me home. Rebecca would be in a better mood, and you wouldn't have to share a bed with me."

"If I drove you home, I would've had to deal with Rebecca alone."

"If I weren't here she'd be easier to handle alone."

"How about you just accept my apology?"

"Fine, but I don't see why you apologized in the first place."

He sighed, "You are impossible Bones."

"How am I impossible?"

"Ya know what?" Night Bones, I'm tired." He pulled the blankets closer to him and closed his eyes.

After remaining a few moments silent, Brennan turned over so that she was facing him,

"Why do you think she hates me?"

He opened his eyes startled to see her actually facing him.

"She doesn't hate you, she just…"

Brennan looked at him, "It's clear she hates me."

"Ok, so maybe she hates you a little."

"Why do you think?"

"Well you heard her. Parker told her that you were my girlfriend."

"Which is completely false." Brennan chimed in.

"Completely false." Booth agreed, "I think she's kinda jealous of you."

Brennan looked confused, "Why would she be jealous of me?"

"Well…" Booth began with a smile, "Rebecca is still jealous if she sees me with another woman. So she walks in and sees a very beautiful woman sitting on my couch…she immediately gets jealous."

Brennan smiled softly, "Oh."

"Night Bones."

"Good Night."

Brennan looked over at Booth who had closed his eyes in attempts to fall asleep. Did he seriously just call her beautiful? She was sure she had heard him correctly but she was shocked he had something like that to her. This certainly was not going to help her insomnia. Brennan stared up at the ceiling as silence fell upon the room once again until Booth began to chuckle softly.

"What's so funny?" Brennan asked confused as to why he started laughing out of nowhere.

Booth laid on his back and laughed, "I scared the hell out of you before."

Brennan propped herself up on her elbow to take a look at him, "You did not."

"Bones, you jumped like five feet in the air." He replied between laughs.

Brennan smiled and shook her head, "You just…startled me."

"I startled you alright." He laughed, "You had to see your face."

She hit his chest, "Booth!"

"Ow! I…ah…okay." He started trying to contain himself, "I'll stop."

Brennan got into her 'hostile' position again, "You're so mean."

"Yeah, I seem to get that a lot from you."

Booth tapped her on the shoulder.

"What Booth?" she asked sounding annoyed.

"Goodnight."

She smiled, "I don't know if I believe that phrase is true anymore, but goodnight."

Once she turned around Booth smiled, he loved getting her mad.