Okay guys and gals, sorry so short and not much of an M rating this time but the only chance I have to write dirty sences is when my daughter goes to sleep. Thank you for your patience and understanding.

As always, please, please, please review! And Bones is not mine.

"Angela?" Tempe pressed the wet wash cloth to Angela's head and called her name for the fifth time.

"Ugh. Wh-what happened?" Angela asked as she came to. "How did I get in the floor?"

"You fainted Ange."

"Ugh. Huh, I could have sworn you said that you were going to invite Booth to your wedding." Angela let out a few uneasy chuckles.

"I did Angela." Brennan took the cold washcloth off of Angela's head and helped her sit up.

"I don't believe this! Ms. "Marriage is an Antiquated Ritual" is getting married! And NOT getting married to Booth! Look sweetie, I know you're all about logic so let me tell you that this is NOT logical!" Angela stood up and grabbed Brennan by the shoulders trying to sake some sense into her.

"Yes it is Angela. I still think that marriage is an antiquated ritual but Ken is, anthropology speaking, a good mate but, he won't have children with me unless I marry him. I want a progeny Angela, and I genuinely like Ken and he's very good sexually. So, yes it is logical. We as humans have evolved over time and I've realized that I need to adapt and evolve. So, when Ken asked me this morning I said yes."

Angela stared at her for a long time before saying anything then she dropped her hands off of Tempe's shoulders.

"Okay sweetie, that's a big load of crap but, I know that I can't fight you on this. You'll have to make your own mistakes and find out on your own. But sweetie, I have one question."

"Anything, Angela."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Angela looked down at her feet.

"It didn't cross my mind until a minute ago. But I did want to ask you a question about the wedding."

"Shoot." Angela said and then knew what Brennan would say to that.

"Shoot what?" If it were anyone else Angela would have thought they were kidding around but she knew that Brennan wasn't.

"Just ask your question."

"Would you be my maid of honor?" Tempe asked without hesitation.

"Yes I will be your made of honor If you marry Ken, which I don't think you will."

"Yes, Angela I will marry Ken. The wedding is in two weeks." Tempe began to walk out of the room when she heard a loud thud. She looked back and saw that Angela had fainted again.

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Booth had been standing there for a long time and was becoming exasperated. He wanted to see Dr. Brennan again. As he stood there thinking about her, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Booth?" A young man with blonde hair, blue eyes and a dark suit was looking at him like he was surprised to see him.

"Oh, right amnesia, uh….I'm Agent Ken Hart from the FBI. We've seen each other around the building sometimes."

"Oh, okay. Hey man what's up?" Booth held out a hand to Ken and he shook it. He did look somewhat familiar but for some reason Booth didn't trust him. His gut told him that this man was not a good person but, Booth shook it off.

"So, you used to work with Tempe." Ken asked with a friendly smile on his face.

"Tempe? Oh, Dr. Brennan yes, they tell me I did." Booth smiled and looked back toward where she had went wondering if he should go find her. For some reason he felt protective over her just now, like he should protect her from pain.

"Yeah well, I've been working with her for three months now. Been dating her for one month today." Ken was chatting Booth up and Booth wanted to punch him. He didn't know why.

"Really?" Come on Booth you don't even know this guy get a grip. Dr. Brennan was your partner yes but that's all right? No need to start a fight over a woman you don't even know anything about. He was talking himself down from his irrational rage when Ken said it.

"We're getting married." All of a sudden Booth's fist was flying out and connecting with Kens face.