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Chapter 4...

They all had gone to the disco - the group searching for a nice place so they could enjoy plenty of alcohol - when Angela disappeared. No one worried too much; she was probably having some reactions to too much alcohol. Hopefully, she wasn't getting sick somewhere...

Turned out, Angela had called Hodgins and he came to pick up his girlfriend.

Until the next morning, everything was well and good.

But why had she ended up with Cam in bed?

This was a good question.

Temperance watched as Cam slowly opened her eyes and looked around, a bit wary about where she was. She sat up and held her hands over her head. She felt dizzy because she had sat up too quickly. Brennan stayed silent, figuring it was the best course of action at the moment, giving the other woman a moment.

Cam, still holding her head, whispered: "Where am I?" She carefully took her hands from her face and looked questioningly at the other woman.

Usually it was not an embarrassing thing for Temperance when she took someone home, but this situation was a bit... tricky. Quite far from 'the usual' morning after. While she still wanted Camille, the morning after was a bit strange, she realized in that moment.

"You're with me," Brennan said quietly.

Camille knew that voice all too well and now took her hands from her face completely. "I have a headache. I think it was a little too much alcohol."

Temperance stood up, walked to the window and lowered the blind completely. "Is that better?" she asked cautiously and not too loud. The room now lay in the darkness.

"Yes, that's much better. Thanks."

"Would you like a painkiller?" the anthropologist asked, who was quick to realize she wasn't wearing anything. Oh well.

"No," Cam breathed. She slowly laid back on the bed and snuggled up in the covers, looking up at the ceiling. It took a few moments for her to realize she wasn't in her own bed. She looked over towards Temperance, "Come to bed?" she asked, patting the empty spot beside her.

Bones crept slowly towards the bed. She perched on the edge of the bed instead of laying down, though. She lifted her hands and gently stroked Cam's temples. "Maybe that helps, yes?" she murmured, watching Cam's eyes close. Any embarrassment from earlier was gone as she watched Cam relaxed into her touch, a soft groan drifting out of her mouth.

"Hmm," Cam hummed, nodding a little. "That's good. But..." She opened her eyes, "It's getting late, the sun has already risen." Her eyes closed again with pleasure as the gentle pressure on her head lulled her.

"Yes, I guess so," Temperance said, stopped with the massage and dropping her hands.

"Do not stop, that feels amazing!" Camille said, eyes opening again. She watched Temperance stretch across her lap to look at the alarm clock.

10 o'clock.

"Shit, we're late!"

"That doesn't matter," Camille said, gently grabbing Temperance's wrist and pulled her in close. "You'll get no warning if you come in late," she said with a smile to Brennan, brushing a strand of her hair behind the ear.

"If the boss comes in late, too, I think... I'll get no trouble." Temperance hummed thoughtfully. "I would like to stay with you in bed," she admitted, leaning into the soft touches for a moment before pulling away. "But when we're late, our colleagues will start ask questions." She kissed Cam briefly before she got up to get dressed.

Camille watched, pouting, but shifted to dangle her legs from the bed and eventually stood.

xxxxx

"Hey, honey, why are you in such a good mood?" Angela Montenegro asked her best friend.

Temperance looked at her, suddenly irritated. "What?" She knew what her friend meant. But she and Cam had agreed that they wouldn't say a word about what happened between them, to anyone, until they could figure out how they'd deal with the new situation.

"Well, I'd guess that you didn't spent the night alone," Angela guessed, grinning. "Your eyes practically sparkle!"

Camille nearly turned the corner, but paused when she saw Temperance and Angela talking. She leaned forward and listened to the conversation. Angela kept asking questions and Cam was afraid she'd have to come out from her place of hiding and stop the conversation before anything could be said.

She continued to listen; she was just curious.

"Angela, I'm just recovering, okay? I was out late, drinking, and went home. That's it."

"And you did oversleep!" Angela said brightly. "Give me a good reason!" she added, one eyebrow raised, looking at her expectantly.

"Angela!" Temperance snapped. "Just... Could you let me get back to work now, please?" she asked, annoyed.

The artist turned from the platform, a bit disappointed. However, before she left she shot a 'I'm keeping an eye on you, sweety' look over her shoulder at Bones. She nearly ran into Booth, who had stopped by because he wanted to talk with Bones.

"Hey Booth!" Angela greeted. She leaned closer to him and lowered her voice, "Good luck; she's annoyed and wants to be left alone."

"What?" Booth asked, confused.

Angela just raised her hands and left the platform.

"Hey! Hey, Bones, did you eat yet?" Booth asked her. Bones did look annoyed...

Temperance huffed; she kept getting interrupted. And this was something that she did not like. "Why are you bothering me all day?"

"I'm hungry, so I thought we could go get something to eat. Maybe have a little talk, or just hang out. You know... like old times."

If Temperance didn't know better, she would have thought that Booth was pouting at her; he had his lower lip pushed a little. "Booth! I came in late this morning and I need to catch up on my work. Now."

Booth grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her with him, just like Camille had done yesterday.

"Why do you all kidnap me?"

"Oh, Bones, now come on, I want to spend more time with you. Okay? And since later won't work, we're going now."

Without further discussion with Booth, she went with and disappeared from Cam's field of view.

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