hey guys! so yeah another chap. enjoy: ) Hey KayKay! This chapter is dedicated to you. I have a sweet Booth in this chapter, and a playful booth. but a loving booth. enjoy sweetie! i love you! this chapter is my best so far i think. but i am sure people will think otherwise. : )
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Booth strode into the lab the next morning. Brennan was fixing her hair in her office. Booth smirked as she stubbornly stuffed a loose strand of hair into a bobby pin. She stopped and smirked at herself in the mirror, satisfied with her dainty bun. He knocked on her door and swaggered into her office. "Heyya Bones. Ready to go back to high school?"
Brennan shook her head vehemently, and Booth watched as a couple strands of hair fell out of her bun and gently framed her face. "I never liked high school," Brennan said. "there seemed to be too much teenage drama constantly. I never understood why people would irrationally lash out at people."
Booth laughed. "No one does. That's why high school is such a mystery."
"It's not very mysterious Booth. The teens are reacting to-"
"Not so early Bones. I haven't had coffee yet."
"Why not?"
Booth smiled as he gestured her to walk out first. "I was waiting for you."
Brennan shrugged. "If you needed coffee, you should have just had some."
Booth rolled his eyes in frustration. "I can't believe it! You are the only person who makes me feel bad about doing something nice."
Brennan bit her lip. "I don't understand how I-"
"I know Bones. Let's go to Sapson"
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Booth placed his hand at the small of Brennan's back was they entered the school. They walked directly to the principal's office. Booth flashed his badge at the secretary. "We need to talk with the principal."
The secretary brushed her blonde hair out of her eyes. "Mr. Travis is not in right now." She said. "You can wait in his office if you would like."
Brennan nodded. "Thank you."
She smiled, and led them to the office, making sure to accentuate her body so Booth would notice. Booth smiled as she closed the door. "Wow, she was pretty obvious wasn't she?"
Brennan smirked. "Many females prefer the alpha-males because they exude sexual confidence."
"Do you?" Booth asked.
"I don't really prefer any particular type of male. I like intelligence, and sincerety in their actions. If the man is able to explain himself so that I can understand him, I think he is a good possible match."
"What about looks?"
"Looks are last in my system."
Booth laughed. "You have a system?"
Brennan nodded, confused at his amusement. "It's rational, how else are you supposed to know who you should be with?"
Booth shrugged. "I don't know, by how you feel?"
Brennan bit her lip, and then the principal rushed in. "I am so sorry Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan."
Booth smiled. "That's okay sir. Did you know a student named Maria Cuaron?"
Travis sat down. "Um, yes. I think I did know her. She was involved in the newspaper, and she interviewed me."
"Really?" Brennan asked. "Why?"
"Well, I am new to the school here."
Booth nodded. "Do you know any of her friends?"
"Yes actually. I overheard her talking about a girl named Emma Davidson. She seems to be her best friend."
"Do you know where she is?"
"At MIT. Our robotics team advanced to nationals, and they are held annually at MIT"
"Oh, could we go over there?" Booth asked.
Travis smiled. "Sure, but be prepared. Those robotics teams, they are pretty crazy."
Booth smirked. "I am sure. Thank you for your time sir."
Brennan smiled, and she and Booth left his office. "So are we going to talk to Emma or her parents first?"
Booth sighed. "I already know the parents died."
"How?"
"I read the file." Booth replied nervously. "She was in the foster system, and I have already alerted the appropriate officials."
Brennan sighed. "She was smart. She was going to become something."
Booth smiled. "Like you."
Brennan shrugged, embarrassed. "Let's go."
Booth smiled. "Of course, Bones. After you."
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Brennan sat in the passenger side of the SUV, watching Booth as he silently weaved through traffic. "Booth, what is your past at Sapson high? Does it involve the victim?"
Booth grinned. "That Bones, you won't get until you figure out a saying."
Brennan sighed. She hated when he was evasive. "What saying?"
Booth slowed to a stop in front of the Jeffersonian, and turned to her, smirking. "You don't know where you are going if you don't know where you've been."
Brennan rolled her eyes. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Booth grinned. "Think about it. Go get the report and meet me back here in one hour. We are heading out to MIT."
Brennan got out of the car reluctantly. "But Booth-"
"See ya in an hour!" He shouted as he closed the door and speed off.
Angela smiled as she walked over to Brennan. "What did he tell you?"
Brennan sighed. "You don't know where you are going if you don't know where you've been."
Angela nodded. "That quote fits you."
"What does that mean?" Brennan asked, exasperatingly.
Angela smirked. "Think about it." She walked inside, leaving Brennan alone.
Wearily, Brennan trudged to her office. "I hate mulling over things..." She muttered to herself as she collected the necessary paper work. "Besides, I know where I've been. The foster system. What does that mean anyway? Is he trying to tell me something about my father?" She sighed and grabbed her coat as she walked out of the door. "This is why I hate psychology."
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