I had several requests to continue this story; so, I will plan to update this story once in awhile. I hope you enjoy the war of the seatbelts.

I don't own Bones.

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Booth hadn't been able to drive for two weeks and he was getting very irritated about it. His arm was on the mend; but, for safety reasons, no one wanted him to drive his SUV with one hand. That meant he was at the mercy of whoever was driving him around. Booth wouldn't have minded; except that Brennan was still on her seatbelt kick and she wouldn't budge. His broken arm was getting to be a royal pain in the posterior.

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Booth was supposed to be on desk duty; but, he talked Cullen into letting him go out on cases. Cullen had said he would allow it as long as Booth didn't drive and he made sure that he had back up with him. Since desk duty was unbearable for Booth, he agreed to Cullen's conditions.

A body had been found at an abandoned bank and according to the security guard who had found it the body was mostly bones with some meat attached. Jumping at the chance to leave the Hoover, Booth took the case. A little too excited about having a new case, Booth called Brennan.

"Brennan."

Happy, Booth said, "Hey Bones. We've got a case. Come and get me."

Putting her latest copy of "American Anthropologist" down on her desk, Brennan said, "What do you mean we have a case? You're on desk duty and I told Cullen that I was going to be handing off any cases that come up to Dr. Edison until you're allowed back into the field."

Smiling, Booth said, "It's ok. I talked to Cullen and he said I can take cases as long as I don't drive and I take back up with me."

Irritated, Brennan said, "I don't think Dr. Crew would appreciate your working cases, Booth. He said you're supposed to take it easy and to let your arm heal properly. I also promised Dr. Edison more time in the field."

Not smiling, Booth said, "I'm going nuts sitting at my desk. Come on, Bones. Come and get me. If you don't then I'll get Agent Shaw to drive me to the scene and I'll work with Clark."

Frowning, Brennan said, "Are you saying that you'd work with Dr. Edison instead of me if I refuse to come and get you?"

Nodding his head, Booth said, "Of course. Right now I'd work with Daisy if it would get me away from the Hoover."

Shaking her head, Brennan said, "I see. I'll come and get you; but, Dr. Edison will be coming with us. I cannot break my promise just because you're bored."

Smiling again, Booth said, "Whatever floats your boat, Bones. Just come and get me."

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When Brennan arrived at his office, Booth saw that Brennan had been true to her word and she had Clark with her. Standing up, Booth said, "Alright. We need to take my SUV, Bones. Besides us, Agent Shaw is coming with us. She's my backup."

Nodding her head, Brennan said, "Good. The SUV has more room to carry our crime scene kits as well as four adults."

Smiling, Booth walked past Brennan and called to Shaw who was sitting at her desk, "Shaw, you're up. We have a case."

Nodding her head, Genevieve Shaw ended her call and stood up. Seeing that Booth was already walking down the hallway with Brennan and Clark, Shaw grabbed her jacket and hurried after them.

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Arriving at his SUV, Booth handed the keys for the SUV to Brennan and walked over to the front passenger side of the truck and opened the door. Putting his right hand on the doorframe, Booth pulled himself up and then in. Clark and Shaw, opening the back doors, got into the SUV.

After pulling herself into the truck, Brennan put the ignition key into its slot; but, didn't start the truck. Sitting still, Brennan stared at Booth.

Puzzled, Booth said, "What's wrong? Let's go."

Shaking her head, Brennan said, "I need to put put your seatbelt on you."

Sighing, Booth said, "Come on, Bones. Just start the damn truck and let's go."

Crossing her arms, Brennan said, "Seatbelt first."

Flicking his eyes upward and then back at Brennan, Booth said, "Let's go, Bones. Quit screwing around. I'm not wearing it."

Pulling the key from the ignition, Brennan opened the door and got out of the SUV. Walking around to the back of the SUV, Brennan opened the hatch, opened her crime scene kit and started doing an inventory.

Angry, Booth opened the passenger door, slid out of the truck and walked around the back to where Brennan was. Clark and Shaw, pretending that they didn't know what was going on, stayed where they were.

Standing next to Brennan, Booth said, "What are you doing? We have a case?"

Ignoring Booth, Brennan continued to do an inventory of her kit.

Frustrated, Booth said, "Look Bones, I don't want to wear the seat belt. It isn't safe. I need to be able to get out of the truck if we come under fire and I won't be able to do that if I have the seatbelt on. I can't unlock it with my broken arm. I'd get killed for sure."

Turning to Booth, Brennan put her hands on her hips and said, "We are not going into a battle zone, Booth. We're going to a crime scene. I assume that the site already has a police presence. The scene will be safe. You are not going to be shot at."

Shaking his head, "Yeah, you'd think that would be true; but, I can remember being shot at, at crime scenes and so can you. I can't undo my seatbelt Bones. You're asking me to risk my neck and I can't do it. I won't do it. Who'll protect you if I get killed? It's not just me that you're putting at risk. You're making me put you at risk and I won't do it."

Sighing, Brennan said, "Does that mean that once your arm is healed you'll wear the seatbelt going to crime scenes?"

Smiling, Booth said, "Of course. I'm just thinking of you Bones. I can't protect you if you lock me into my seat. Come on. I'll wear the damn thing when we go home tonight. I promise. Just don't ask me to risk our lives. Let me do my job. Please Bones?"

Closing her crime scene kit, Brennan glanced at Booth and said, "Against my better judgment, I'll let you ride in the truck without the seatbelt on. I won't forget what you said though Booth. You'll wear it once your arm is healed and you will wear it when we go home this evening."

Leaning over and kissing Brennan, Booth said, "Scout's honor, Bones."

Frowning, Brennan said, "You weren't a boy scout."

Walking away from Brennan and back towards the passenger side of the truck, Booth said, "No I wasn't."

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