A/N: Alrighty then. Here is the next chapter. I got writers block on one scene, only because I'm not used to writing certain things and it was my first time so comments and suggestions would be awesome! This is definitely longer than usual but I don't care cause I love writing it!
Disclaimer: No I don't own Bones. Only all the seasons on DVD, my laptop, and my parking pass for college.
As usual please review! Always makes an author smile!
Two weeks had passed without notice. They would work together and go to lunch, he would stay at her apartment some nights and she would spend some at his. It was an easy rhythm to slip into, the same as before they were together, only they had sleepovers and as Brennan had said, they have sex now too.
A case had come up somewhere in between their reverie and began they working at the lab every day. A lawyer was found stuffed into the truck of a Cadillac in a junk yard. No physical evidence of foul play was found except for some bruises and broken facial bones, but the implication was there.
"Bones!" Booth strode into the lab searching for his partner. They had been working nights over the case, no suspects were visible, and evidence was minimal for the time being.
"What Booth?" Brennan exasperatedly sighed from the platform, she was bent over the body, studying the bones she could see as Hodgins and Cam collected their particulates.
"Do you have anything for me?" He swiped his card and joined them on the platform.
"No. We haven't gotten anything since the last few times you have come to check over the past two days. Nor are we getting much done with you coming and interrupting us." Brennan pointed out with an edge to her voice.
"Can we talk in your office?" Booth asked a little firmly. Brennan stepped away from the table, snapping off her gloves and strode quickly to her office. Booth followed closely before shutting the door a little harder than he intended.
"Have I done something to piss you off, Bones?" Booth stood a few feet away, hands on his hips. There had been tension for a few days. They couldn't spend their nights together and alone time was sparse unless it was about paperwork, evidence, or new leads.
"You keep coming in and expect us to have answers right then. This isn't an easy case where it will be body, weapon, and murderer. There's barely anything we can go on! We have an identity, some physical marks, and no suspects!" Brennan's voice was raising, more out of frustration than anger.
"I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to nag or push for evidence. I just wanna be ready for anything so we can catch who did this and put them away as quickly as possible." Booth explained gently. He knew she was stressing because she couldn't look at the bones properly and toxicology hadn't come back yet so they couldn't de-flesh it either. She had nothing to do and it was driving her up the walls.
"I'm sorry too, Booth. I didn't mean to be so harsh. I just can't contribute to the case now and Cam and Hodgins haven't found anything from their areas of evidence." She crossed her arms with a deflated sigh. Booth walked up to her and hugged her to him with her arms remaining crossed.
"It's okay. Remember we always catch the bad guy eventually." Booth bumped her forehead with his nose and a small smile. She smiled back and relaxed into his embrace, her arms falling limply to her sides. She enjoyed the moment until she heard him chuckling lightly.
"What's so funny that you are laughing after we argued?" Brennan mumbled into his shoulder.
"Nothing. It was just our first fight as a couple." He shrugged.
"But we have had even more horrible fights when we were still friends as well." Brennan looked up at him, slightly confused.
"Do you know the concepts of what happens when couples fight?" Booth smiled suggestively.
"Meaning that they fight, either settle their difference or go their separate ways?" Brennan asked, completely missing the hint.
"Have you ever talked to Angela about what she did when she was fighting with whoever her boyfriend was at the time or, god forbid, Hodgins?" He separated them and looked into her face, trying to save the moment.
"She has told that at times her and Hodgins would pretend to fight so they could engage in-" Brennan's brow flew up as realization hit her, "Oh you're implying that we should have sexual intercourse to make up for our emotional differences." She grinned.
"Not in those words but yes. I would love to have make up sex with you since I haven't been able to really touch you at all this week." His voice getting low, he ghosted his finger just under her chin.
"I also miss touching you also, and yes having sex would be very satisfying right now." Her own sultry smile appearing on her face. She began to lean in towards Booth slowly.
"Doctor Brennan the toxicology reports have come in so you can have the bones now." Cam announced, she kept her nose in the report when she opened the door, the information crucial. She didn't notice how Booth and Brennan jumped apart like they were electrocuted.
"Thanks, Cam. I will get right on it with Wendell." Brennan cleared he throat, smoothing her hands down her lab coat before walking to the door. She glanced back at Booth as she left back into the lab. He gave a groan but followed to watch them work anyway. I'll just kidnap her later, he thought to himself as he perched on a stool with a smirk. Angela walked over to him as Brennan and Wendell took the body parts to be cleaned.
"So are you two good, Booth? Those seemed like some pretty heated words back there." Angela asked.
"Yeah were fine now, Angela." Booth smiled warmly and she walked away. He glanced back over to her and Wendell discussing where to begin their observations and let another thought pass his mind. We're perfect.
~B&B~
They had a suspect finally. With the evidence Hodgins found, they discovered hairs belonging to another attorney that happened to defend clients against the victim, and lost every court case. Booth and Brennan had gone to see him in his office. He answered the questions but Booth made him start to sweat. However, they didn't have solid evidence yet that he was linked to the crime until more of Hodgins tests came back with reasonable results. However, it was a start and until more clues came in, Cam told everyone to go home and rest up. Well not everyone decided to rest…
Booth swung the door open, his mouth somehow still attached to Brennan's. They had gotten away from the lab and the built up pressure from earlier has now boiled over. With a quick kick, he shut the door and wrapped his arms around Brennan. She stood up on her toes trying to reach as much of him as possible winding her arms around his neck to pull him impossibly closer. They stumbled their way thought the apartment, knocking into furniture and walls as clothes were discarded as quick as possible. He ran his hands down her thighs to hitch them around his waist. She gasped as her bare back hit the cool wood of bedroom door, "Booth." He groaned as he wrapped his arms around her back to remove her bra, dropping it to the floor.
"Oh god, Bones," he breathed, "I will never get used to this." His lips ran down her neck to her collarbone before reaching the slopes of her breasts. He captured one pink nipple between his lips and began a soft suction.
"Ohhh." Brennan moaned, pressing her hips as close to his as possible. Booth slowly made his way over to her other breast, giving it the same attention before moving back up to her lips. He feverishly attacked her mouth, quickly asking for entrance as his tongue traced her lips. She granted him in and began a quick, passionate dance, their tongues exploring each other's mouths, biting and sucking at the others lips. Booth wrapped an arm under her bottom before running the other through her soft locks. Brennan raked her fingers through his hair, eliciting a small growl and moving for more contact. He pressed her further into the door, smoothed his hand down her chest, and moved it between her legs, keeping his touch soft. She gave out a load moan as Booth moved his fingers gently.
"Oh, Bones. You are so hot." He groaned, keeping up his ministrations before moving his hand back to her hips to grind her against the door with more enthusiasm, kissing her with even more fire. Brennan couldn't wait any longer, she ran her hands over the smooth, hard muscles of his chest and abs, and began to unbutton and remove his pants. He helped her by kicking them down his legs, but didn't get very far when she reached down to touch him as well. His hips jerked into her hand but the waiting was too much.
"Are you ready, Bones?" He panted, shifting her so he was lined up with her entrance.
"Yes. Now, Booth!" She whimpered in her breathy tone. Booth clenched his teeth as he entered her, muscles tensing as Brennan held onto him like her life depended on it. He managed to stay still for them to adjust before setting a building pace. Booth buried his face into her neck, breathing in her scent and nipping at her pulse as he began to pump faster and faster.
"Oh god, yes!" Brennan encouraged him on, moving her own hips against his, making the thrusts deeper. She raked her nails over his shoulders, making Booth growl low in his chest. She needed more contact, running her fingers to his hair, she yanked his face up to meet hers and devoured his mouth in a flurry of passion, intensity, and just pure need. He released first for oxygen and to keep up his rhythm as Brennan trailed her lips down his neck and biting him hard on the crease of his neck and shoulder.
"Fuck, Bones!" he groaned moving faster, changing the angle to move more deeper inside her. Their breaths became ragged, Brennan moaning each time Booth pushed back in. It was more rough and passionate than ever before, but still never just sex. It was them giving in to their intense love and longing for one another, the other times were loving and new discoveries, but this was crazy, hard lovemaking. The kind where time stops and stars explode, it goes so fast but slows down at the same time.
Everything felt sensitive to her, any place where Booth touched her sent electricity running through her body, his hands gripping her bottom, chest rubbing against hers, the feel of his lips all over, it was pushing them closer to the edge. Her head fell forward to Booth's shoulder, her hands gripping him hard, as pleasure built higher in the pit of her abdomen.
Booth scraped his teeth along the curve of her shoulder before whispering hotly in her ear, "Come on, baby. Come for me." He held her impossibly closer.
"Ohhh Booth!" Brennan moaned out, her head falling back towards the door but looked in time to catch his gaze as he came right with her, "Fuck, Temperance!" He shouted out, slowing down his movements as they came down from their highs. He rested against her on the door, trying to keep his legs steady and even out his breathing. Brennan trailed her fingers over his shoulders and chest softly as her breathing returned to normal as well. He slowly moved them away from the door, opened it, and gently laid her on the bed before laying next to her on his back.
"Wow. That was…" Booth breathed out, his heart rate beginning to return to normal.
"Amazing?" Brennan chuckled, turning her head to look at the satisfied smile on his face.
"Definitely." He leaning over and gave her a soft kiss before pulling the blankets up over their cooling bodies as Brennan settled into her favorite spot on his shoulder.
"You used my first name." Brennan pointed out, not feeling sad or mad about it.
"Yeah, I thought I would try it out." Booth said, running his fingers through her hair, "Do you want me to not use it?" He leaned his head down to look at her.
"No, its fine. It's just that I don't like my name and you're the only one that has said it without there being some negative memory behind it." Brennan looked up at him and moved even closer to him, even if by a small fraction.
He kissed the top of her head, "Thanks, Bones. I will still call you Bones, and use your first name for special occasions. So you can get used to it."
"Do you want me to use your first name too?" She traced a small pattern on his chest, not sure if she should look at him.
"I don't like my first name either but you can most definitely use it. On special occasions." He finished with a quick laugh, She chuckled silently beside him, sighing deeply and closing her eyes.
"Hey, Bones?" He spoke out into the darkness.
"Yes, Booth?"
"I love you. And we will eat dinner later."
"Haha okay," She chuckled, staying quiet for a moment before adding, "I love you too, Seeley." With that she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Booth followed suit with the biggest smile on his face.
~B&B~
This is a dream. He had been sleeping peacefully after a few more rounds of lovemaking last night. Around three in the morning they had finally collapsed into a tired heap on the bed, barely pulling the sheets over them before sleep took them. Booth still dreamt of them together. Her silky hair brushing over his chest, her hands lightly running down his sides, lips leaving a smoldering trail to his bellybutton… What? Booth's eyes flew open with a moan trailing from his lips at the sight before him. Brennan was in fact perched between his legs, kissing her way down to his hardened member. "Oh, Boooones." He clenched his fists into the sheets beneath him.
"Good morning." She gave a small smile before kissing him softly on the lips and retracing her trail back down his chest. "I figured that since you have woken me up like this before that I should return the favor." Her tongue reached out to lick around his bellybutton, eliciting a groan from him.
"You don't have to, Bones", Booth breathed out before continuing, "I did that because I wanted to." His neck arched back as she inched closer.
"I know that but I want to." She responded before reaching down and giving him a soft tug.
"Fuck." Booth growled out as she repeated her motions. He was in heaven, his girlfriend had woken him up in the best way possible. He enjoyed her ministrations until his cell phone rang. Brennan paused and looked up at him. "God dammit! Who's calling me this early?" He reached over and snagged up the phone and glanced at the caller ID, it was Cullen.
"Damn, Bones its Cullen. Probably calling about the meeting later today. Just hold on a sec okay?" He sighed. However, realization hit Brennan as she remembered a situation that happened when they started their relationship. Her eyes narrowed into a playful smirk.
"Well, well, well. The tables have turned. I hope you can keep quiet too, Booth." She said in the most smoky voice he ever heard, making his body twitch and his erection grow impossibly harder with anticipation, until he figured it out.
"Oh, Bones c'mon- Oh God yes!" He shouted as she took him into her mouth. His muscles clenched as he tried to keep calm as his phone rang again. Gritting his teeth and taking deep breaths, he answered.
"Hello sir." Booth said evenly, trying to ignore his gorgeous girlfriend working his member with her sweet mouth.
"Booth. I am calling to remind you that we scheduled a meeting for today." Cullen stated.
"Yes- yes sir. At three. I will be th-there." He was practically panting now with the things she was doing to him with her tongue.
"Are you alright Booth? You sound winded." Cullen's eyebrows narrowed at his agent's odd behavior.
"You caught me during my morning run sir. I'm just jogging to get ready for the day." He breathed through clenched teeth. Brennan gave a small chuckle, causing a delicious shock to Booth's system, pushing him closer to the edge.
"Well okay. I will let you get back to it. Remember Booth, three, don't be late. " Cullen said in his authoritative voice, he liked Booth but he was still his superior.
"Yes sir. Goodbye." He quickly hung up as another wave of pleasure coursed through his body, "God, Bones you are so evil!" He shouted. She sped up her movements increasing her suction to bring him to the end. His breaths became more rapid, grunting and moaning, being pushed closer to the edge. With one final tug he came hard, pulsing out his release, shouting out her name. Brennan brought him down slowly and crawled up beside him.
"Jesus. You are going to kill me one of these days." He chuckled, pulling her closer into his side.
"Well hopefully not. Then what will I do." She smirked.
"You made a joke. Nice one, baby." He sighed relaxing back into the mattress, "When are we supposed to come in today?"
"Cam said that everyone could come in around ten, and its only seven right now." She answered, glancing at the clock behind her.
"Okay. So we can have another round of amazing sex, shower, eat something, then head to the lab." Booth mused.
"What makes you thing all of that is going to happen." Brennan asked.
"Because I know you love it just as much as I do." He smiled, rolling her onto her back and trailing kisses down her neck.
"Mmm I do but I think I need convincing." She sighed, threading her fingers into his hair.
"No problem, Bones." He met her lips with a steamy kiss.
~B&B~
Brennan walked into the lab with a smile on her face. Her morning with Booth had been fantastic but now it was time to finish the case and stick another bad guy behind bars. She strode straight to her office to look over their information before examining the bones for more evidence. As she sat at her desk, Angela walked in perched on the chair in front of the desk.
"So Bren, what's with the 'I just had a night of amazing sex' look on your face?" She flashed her knowing smile. Brennan chewed on her lip a little and then answered.
"I don't know what that means." She said with a straight face and looked back down at the papers.
"Oh come on Bren. Don't make me invoke the best friend card." She crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair.
"So what if I did have sex last night?" Brennan shrugged, her smile returning to her face.
"Well that's a good thing Bren. I can't remember the last time you got some." Angela chuckled.
Brennan gave her a chiding look, shaking her head but could help the chuckle that came through, "That's tasteless Ange."
"Hey, it's a good thing. I mean look at me and Hodgins. We're always happy. So who is he?" Angela prodded playfully.
"He's a man, Ange." She sighed with a smile.
"I will find out some day Bren. See you on the platform." Angela reluctantly got up and left the office. Brennan let out a sigh of relief but never regretted the reaction to thinking about Booth. With another glance at the reports she got up to put on her lab coat and walked into the lab.
"With the bacteria that Hodgins found on the victim's suit matches that of the junkyard, and the fact that the suspect has no alibi of where he was that night, we should be able to issue a warrant for the suspect's shoes. Plus with residue we found in the wounds on the zygomatic, we have more evidence to build against him." Brennan exhaled, snapping off her gloves and turning to write her findings on the clipboard. Booth nodded as he scribbled notes on his index cards.
"Well let's go bug him then." Booth hopped off his stool and began hustling Brennan towards the door.
"Hold on! I have to go take my lab coat off." Brennan broke away with a chuckle, walking to her office to grab her bag as well.
"I'll take it off you." Booth whispered suggestively as he passed by her.
"Booth!" She whined, "Let's just go." She grabbed her things and pushed Booth out of the lab.
They piled into the SUV and headed over to the Hoover. They enjoyed being alone together without prodding eyes of Sweets and Angela.
"You should be more careful, Booth. If Angela or Hodgins had heard us then everyone would know we are together." Brennan glanced at him.
"No one would've heard us, Bones. I actually did make sure no one else was near." He explained. She smiled at his answer.
"Now let's go get this dirt bag." Brennan sneered playfully.
"You should leave the names to me, Bones." He shook his head with a chuckle when a quick realization hit him, his eyes going wide, "Uh Bones? Questioning the suspect is going to have to wait."
"Why, Booth?" Brennan's brow furrowed in confusion the way he loved so much.
"Remember the phone call that you so devilishly made my life a living hell with?" Booth smirked at her.
"Oh the call with Cullen about our partnership?"
"Yes. It's in a few minutes. So just wait in my office then we will go 'broil' our suspect." He flashed his charm smile at her.
"Why can't I come with you?" She rolled her eyes at his mention of her misuse of the colloquialism.
"Because even though Cullen has a soft spot for you, I don't think it's that soft." He laughed. She awarded him a punch to the arm.
"Ow hey! Anyway, I just think it will be best. Please trust me on this." He reached over and grabbed her hand, going from teasing to serious.
"Okay. I trust you." She smiled at him. He brought her hand to his lips and brushed a kiss across it.
They parted in the hallway and Booth walked to Cullen's office, millions of scenarios running through his head. He was confident that Cullen wouldn't separate them but he couldn't help but contemplate if it did happen. He shook his head and knocked on the office door.
"Come in!" A voice shouted out. Booth strode in and sat in the chair in front of Cullen's desk.
"Just on time, Booth." Cullen said, flipping through a file before looking up at Booth, "You requested this meeting so what did you want to discuss."
"Well sir. I have come to tell you that I'm now in a relationship with my partner Dr. Temperance Brennan and I thought you should be the first to know." Booth said evenly, his heart racing in his chest. Cullen eyebrows rose but he didn't seem shocked.
"I see. Well personally, I say about time and congratulations. However, professionally I must evaluate if your partnership is to continue despite FBI regulations. But I can't help but ask why I'm the first to know?" Cullen sat forward and linked his fingers together on his desk.
"Well we wanted to wait to tell our family and friends until sometime as passed but we didn't want to make it look like we were hiding it from the FBI. Also, I would like to request that this stay between you and me for now. I don't want Dr. Sweets involved for the time being." Booth explained levelly.
"Okay. I believe that was a smart move. Although I don't really improve of Dr. Sweets not knowing but I will ask for reports on how you two are operating on cases, without disclosing any vital information. I will review the evaluations and week shall meet again in a few weeks to make a final decision." Cullen finished. Booth stood up and shook his hand.
"Thank you, sir." Booth moved to leave.
"And Booth?" Cullen added, Booth turned to look at his boss, "Take care of that beautiful lady of yours." He gave a small smile.
"I will." Booth gave a big smile and walked back to his office to tell Brennan, a little extra spring to his step. Then it will be time to solve a murder.
~B&B~
They brought the suspect in and Booth and Brennan were waiting for him.
"So what do you guys want now?" The suspect sighed, smugly sitting back in his chair.
"Well you see, we got a warrant for your shoes. Turns out that 'alibi' you had at the bar was a lie, so we now have probable cause. Now we can take them politely, or we can do this the hard way." Booth leaned forward, rolling his cuffs once.
"How do you know there will be stuff on my shoes?" His brow furrowed in confusion.
"See we found this bacteria on the victim's shoes, your colleague. You are the only viable suspect left and you have motive. So, we need your shoes please." Brennan explained.
"And we have a warrant for all of your other pairs as well." Booth added, holding up the paper.
The suspect steeled his face before nodding slowly before regaining his composure. Booth and Brennan left him in the interrogation room until they put him back in his cell.
"I call tell, Bones. That bastard sits there and tries to lie to us. We got him and he continues to act like a saint!" Booth was shouting now. Brennan looked around and pulling him into an empty observant room.
"Booth we have the warrant, we will get the evidence and make him pay for what he did okay?" Brennan brought her hands to his face to look into his eyes. He knew she was being rational, but the good 'we always get the bad guy' kind. She did it to comfort him, like many times before when his faith in the system is given a shake. And he loved her even more for it.
"Okay, Temperance." He whispered, nodding his head. She leaned in and kissed him softly.
"Are you better now?" She pulled back, still holding his face.
"Yes, much better." He sighed, giving her a quick peck before leading her out of the room with his hand on her lower back, "Let's go catch a killer huh?"
They went to the suspect's house. Turns out the man loved his Italian leather, so much that he had almost ten pairs of them. They were all bagged and tagged and taken to the Jeffersonian for Hodgins. He scraped the bottoms of every pair before using his shiny mass spectrometer. After six pairs they had a match. The bacteria was a match for the scene of the murder. Booth once again hauled him into interrogation with the new evidence and he folded like a piece of paper. He confessed that he was jealous and one night at the office his colleague waved it in his face and he snapped. He grabbed the brass lamp and smashed his face in before stuffing him in the truck of his own car and leaving it in the junkyard. Booth cuffed him and booked him, glad to see they caught him. He returned to the Jeffersonian with the news.
"He confessed when we poured the evidence on the table. He told us about the fight, the lamp, and the trunk. He'll definitely do lots of time and Caroline will see to that." Booth explained, the squints nodding their heads.
"So does this mean Founding Fathers?" Angela suggested.
"Hell I could use a celebratory drink." Cam shrugged. Everyone nodded in agreement.
"But I would like to go home and change first." Brennan threw in.
"Yeah I wanna get out of this suit." Booth agreed, loosening his tie.
"So shall we say one hour?" Hodgins asked.
"Sounds great." With that they all left to get ready. Brennan and Booth returned to his apartment to change for the night out.
"Booth are you okay?" Brennan asked, slipping a t-shirt on. Booth pulled on his jeans before looking up at her.
"Yeah, Bones. I'm better now. He's behind bars. And you helped me with that." He strode over and gave her a quick kiss and continued to get ready.
"You know you do that for me too, Booth." Brennan admitted, looking down to lace up her boots. Booth turned to look at her.
"I do?" He knew but he wanted her to elaborate.
"Yes. When my facts don't match up or something emotional happens to me, you are there to catch me and help before I fall." She twisted her fingers together, still looking towards the floor. Booth approached her and gave her his patented 'guy hug', adding a kiss to her forehead. After a moment he tilted her chin up to look at him, her cool blue eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
"Hey, thanks for opening up to me, Bones. It means a lot." He gave her a warm smile, giving her a small kiss to make her feel better. They broke apart to finish getting ready, Booth grabbed his keys and they headed for the bar.
Everyone had beaten them there but saved space at the table. Angela immediately pulled Brennan to her side as Booth grabbed a beer with Hodgins and Sweets.
"So how are things with you and Angela?" Sweets asked, sipping his beer.
"Oh we're good." Hodgins chuckled giving them a knowing smirk, "Well what about you Sweets? Daisy still driving you crazy?"
"Yeah, she drives me crazy in the best ways." He grinned dreamily. Booth and Hodgins laughed at his look.
"What about you, Booth? Any woman catch your eye lately?" Hodgins clapped Booth on the shoulder.
"Nah, no one's caught my eye lately." He looked down as he turned the bottle in his hands.
"Dude even I know you're lying." Hodgins smirked.
"So you have someone?" Sweets turned fully to him.
"Maybe, and Sweets, let me have this to myself for once. I've got a good thing going and don't need it analyzed." Booth asked, tired of the constant review of his actions. Sweets nodded, understanding what he wanted.
"At least you found someone man." Sweets agreed.
"Yeah that's great Booth." Hodgins chimed in, "Hey cheers guys. To great women." He lifted his beer.
"Cheers." Booth and Sweets lifted their beers, they all clinked and took a healthy swig. Their conversation continued on about anything, Booth occasionally glancing over to see Brennan, Cam , and Angela deep in whatever they were discussing, poor Wendell and Clark stuck with Daisy but managing.
"So are you meeting him tonight for a post-case celebration?" Angela mischievously nudging Brennan with her shoulder.
"Are we talking about men here?" Cam leaned in, interested in where this was going.
"Yes. Apparently Brennan has been getting some from a mystery man we don't know about." Angela dished. Brennan blushed but didn't look away just taking a sip of her beer instead.
"So who is he?" Cam asked, her interest peaked. She knew Brennan would mention sometimes about men she would meet when they were talking or when they had been dragged out by Angela to a bar or club. But she knew Angela was the one to really get everything out of her.
"He's a man." Brennan repeated but Angela wasn't having any.
"Sweetie you said that earlier and it won't work this time." Angela shook her head, knowing her best friend was hiding something.
"He's in his thirties, over six feet tall and has dark hair." Brennan listed, still trying to avoid the question.
"Does this guy have a name?" Cam smiled.
"Yes he does." Brennan answered shortly.
"What is it?" Angela's excitement kicking up.
"A name. Ange, you and Cam aren't getting anything from me." She said confidently taking another swig from her bottle.
"Aw c'mon Bren be a pal." Angela whined.
"All I will tell you is that we have been seeing each other for about a month, give or take." Brennan shrugged, remaining vague.
"A commitment? You have been steadily seeing someone for a month? Does Booth know?" Cam asked, just as surprised as Angela.
"Of course Booth knows, he's my partner. We tell each other everything practically." Brennan answered honestly. They had their eyebrows raised but let it slide for the time being.
"So do you guys want to do a shopping spree this weekend?" Angela suggested, it had been at least a few months since their last outing. Brenna and Cam's eyes widened, knowing Angela will probably go crazy but they would have fun as well.
"I have to check to see if I have anything planned." Brennan said.
"Same here. I think Paul wanted to go out for dinner this weekend." Cam shrugged sipping from her scotch.
"Well we can go next weekend if we don't have a case?" Angela chimed in.
"Knock on wood." Cam said, quickly rapping her knuckles on the table.
"I don't know what that means." Brennan furrowed her brow, thinking over all the references Booth had taught her.
"It's something you do to avoid jinxing yourself. You know like me saying hopefully we don't have a case next weekend is pretty much guaranteeing we will next week." Angela explained.
"Like karma?" Brennan asked.
"Yes, exactly like karma." Angela nodded tap her hand to the table.
"Well there are always murders so more than likely we will have a case next week." Brennan said Angela and Cam knocked on the table again.
Everyone enjoyed themselves for a few hours, drinking wines and beers, maybe a few shots, but the later it got, the more people wanted to go home and relax from the weeklong of work. Angela and Cam didn't bring up Brennan's mystery guy again but decided maybe she will give in if they go shopping next week. It was nearing eleven when Booth approached the table and asked if she wanted to leave. She agreed and they made their rounds of goodbyes before slipping out the door. They returned from the bar and went to change into some pajamas before relaxing into the couch.
"You know Angela and Cam are really pressing for information now. They know I'm seeing someone but they don't know who." Brennan sighed, laying her head on Booth's shoulder. He swung his arm to wrap around her shoulders and pulled her closer into his side.
"Yeah the same here. Hodgins and Sweets know I have someone but I told Sweets not to prod. For once the baby duck is actually gunna leave it alone." Booth sighed as well.
"People will know sooner or later." Brennan admitted.
"Yeah but for now we will enjoy what we have that is just ours," Booth turned his head to kiss her slowly, "Totally… and completely…ours." He exhaled and relaxed back into his couch, with Brennan at his side.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! Please tell me what you think! Keep an eye out for the next one, and I will go study for my quarter midterms!