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Song "Le Fantasy" by Minnutes

Life is better when we're together
It's a dream come true
Life is better in sunny weather
It's a fantasy

Chapter 4

It was Thursday. They had been working on the field for the Peterson case all day, and it was going pretty much as Booth had predicted. They returned to the lab very tired.

"How's it going?" Cam asked.

"We didn't find out anything else," Brennan said flatly.

"That's good, right?"

"Of course it is," Booth agreed.

"I have something I need to do," Brennan said, grabbing her purse.

"I thought we were going to go over the evidence."

"Yes, but I don't want to go over it this minute."

"It's okay, I can do it, Bones. You don't have to. Maybe I should..."

"No... I'll do it, but later. Can we do it together tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, I'll see you in the morning then."

"Hmm... Night."

Booth was a little upset; he wasn't sure why. Maybe he was a little disappointed that she didn't want to spend her whole evening with him.

Brennan walked out. He stared at the door, wondering what was so important that she had to leave.

"You said yes, didn't you?" Cam asked suddenly and started walking towards her office with Booth following.

"What?" Booth asked not paying attention.

"You and Dr. Brennan."

"How… why would you think that?"

"Booth, you don't fool me."

Booth decided he couldn't keep this from her. He considered it, but he realized Cams been in on everything, and he wouldn't leave her in the dark now.

"I'm sorry, it was… It just… I couldn't say no."

"And you shouldn't. I'm so happy for you."

"Cam, it's just a weekend."

"Right, just a measly old weekend," she said with a satisfied smile.

"You never give up... Not that I want you to."

They exchanged a smile based on years of friendship and deep trust.

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Brennan came out of the dressing room wearing a long red piece of lingerie; this was one of about ten she had tried on. She had chosen two others that were hanging on the door, but this one was her favorite. She knew it was the one the moment she saw it. The soft silk material hugged her figure in all the right places, the style was classic - simple, but elegant. Her face took on a dreamy look as she thought about the weekend ahead.

"I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes."

Brennan jumped in surprise at the familiar voice. "Angela…" she looked at the reflection of her friend examining her in the mirror.

"Well, as usual I'm the last to know."

"Know what?" Brennan asked nervously.

"What's the matter Bren, you got something to hide?"

"No… of course not."

"Really? So, why the sexy nightie?"

"Oh… well, it isn't for me." That part was true, she was buying it with only one person in mind.

"No, then who?"

Brennan looked at Angela, wishing she had chosen someplace else to shop. "I need to go change…"

"Why can't you just tell me? I thought we were friends."

"We are Ange," Brennan called out from inside of the changing room.

"It doesn't feel that way lately."

Brennan came out wishing with all her heart she could tell Angela, but something stopped her.

"Ok…" she said resigned. "I was afraid you wouldn't approve."

"Of who?"

"Ange, it's someone you don't… he's an old acquaintance I bumped into."

"Who?"

"You wouldn't… I'm not even sure if it will work out."

"What about Booth?" Angela asked perplexed.

"What about him?" Brennan asked warily. How could she possibly know?

"I mean the feelings you have for him, how can you just jump into bed with someone else when…"

"I'm not fooling myself about him anymore, Angela. I know exactly what it is."

"You do?"

"Yes."

"This is great, Bren, you deserve to be happy." Angela wanted to support her friend, but she wished that there was another way to get those two together.

"So, you approve?"

"Well, I don't know. Will I meet this new mystery man sometime?"

"If it works out, you'll be the first to know."

"Bren, really? You like him that much? What is it? Old fires rekindled?" Angela wanted to be happy for her friend.

"Something like that." Brennan smiled. "Ange…" It was on the tip of her tongue, Brennan was ready to bust. If only she could tell someone. She wanted to so badly.

"What?"

The words died on her lips. She had to keep this to herself. She wasn't sure why. "…Did you really like the lingerie I had on?"

"It's beautiful, perfect for you." Angela smiled, she was happy for her friend.

Brennan smiled in return. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

"It's okay. I know how hard it has been for you. So long as you know you can talk to me, if you ever need to."

"I know, Ange."

"I hope he's good enough for you."

"He is."

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Wendell and Hodgins were discussing their latest case... well, arguing was really a better word for it.

Booth walked in whistling.

Wendell looked up from his 'discussion' with Hodgins, smiling slightly at the overnight change in Booth's demeanor.

Cam grinned, realizing the only way that Booth could be this happy was if he made everything right with Brennan.

This was a far cry from the Booth of yesterday.

Hodgins scratched his head, "Hey Booth, what's got you so happy all of a sudden? Oh, I know!" He said his mouth dropping open, "You got laid."

"Hodgins!" Booth gave him a pained look. His friend's bluntness never ceased to amaze him.

Brennan walked in, feeling a bit nervous. If that wasn't enough, the butterflies in her stomach had butterflies; she was so keyed up about the weekend ahead.

"Here are about 15 messages," Cam said, handing them to her.

"Good, you are here, Dr. Brennan. Now maybe you can help us figure out why Booth is in such a good mood. I'm thinking he's getting some…"

Brennan smiled.

"Hodgins, don't you have work to do?" Booth asked, aggravated and embarrassed.

"I don't see why you just can't tell us if you're having sex. I'd tell you if it was me… " Hodgins grumbled going back to his desk.

Booth wanted to tell him that he was married with a child and he couldn't compared their lives, but Booth ignored him, his face totally softened as he looked at Brennan.

"Hi." He smiled.

"Hi."

"Do you have a minute? I need to talk to you." He surveyed the others to see how closely they were watching.

"Sure." Brennan looked back around her to see what Booth was looking for.

Cam watched them go into Brennan's office. She started humming the same tune Booth had whistled earlier.

Hodgins looked up from his work. "What's that tune? I know I should know it...but for some reason I can't place it."

"It Had to Be You," Cam and Angela said in unison.

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Brennan closed the door to her office.

"So, did you sleep okay?" Booth asked, trying to make conversation.

"Fine." She smiled nervously.

The moment between them was awkward.

Booth took her arm and led her as far away from the outer glass wall as possible.

"You're ok?" He wanted to make sure she intended to go through with their plans.

"I'm okay." She looked at him wondering what he was getting at. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, except for Hodgins and his…"

"Booth, it's Hodgins." She said affectionately.

"So I was thinking," Booth said in almost a whisper. "It might be a good idea for us to drop your car off at your place so they won't see it. It would look suspicious, having it parked here all weekend."

"Okay ..." She agreed, wondering who 'they' were.

"Good."

"Booth, I was thinking that maybe we should take my car if we're driving."

"Why?"

"Well, it gets really good gas mileage."

"Yeah, especially when you remember to fill it with gas." Booth razzed her.

She gave him one of those looks, smiling a little at the memory his words invoked.

"Oh, I see. You just want to be able drive," he said, getting a little offended she preferred her car over his.

"No, that's not it. How can I drive if I don't even know where we're going…"

"So, I drive your car?" Booth was surprised.

"Yes, is that okay?"

"I guess… but now we'll have to take my car to my place, otherwise it would be weird for my car to be parked at the Hoover all weekend," Booth said a little frustrated.

"We can do that, Booth."

"I know, it's just that by the time we get out of here… and go all the way to my place… we're going to get there so late."

"Why, are you worried you'll be too exhausted to…" She raised her eyebrows.

As if he would ever be too tired for that. "I guess you'll see." He smiled enticingly.

"Well, I better get back, so no one wonders."

"Yes, good thinking," her co-conspirator agreed.

Brennan found his cloak and dagger routine adorable and hilarious. She decided to help him throw suspicion off of them. As she opened the door, she raised her voice so everyone would hear. "I think Hodgins' right, Booth, you must've been getting some. Sounds like you're going to have some this weekend too." She winked at Booth as she stepped at the platform.

"So are you, Bones, so are you," he whispered to himself as he walked out of the lab.

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After spending the morning in the interrogation room, Booth sat at his desk trying to get his work done.

He kept looking at his watch, "Not even noon..." He couldn't think of the last time a day had crawled by so slowly. He began thinking of the wonderful time the two of them would have together, if they ever got to leave work. Suddenly, he got up from his desk and drove to the lab. Time would pass faster if he was around her.

He walked into the lab; everyone looked up sensing he wanted their attention.

"What you got for me?" He pretended he was actually interested in the case at this moment.

"Well, nothing new since we talked one hour ago, Booth," Cam replied.

It was exactly what he wanted to hear.

"Well, I was just thinking since no one has anything important going on here at the lab for the case, and

nothing really major is happening until at least Wednesday of next week, why not call it a day?"

"You actually want us to leave work six hours early?" Hodgins doubted he had heard right.

Cam was actually the boss, but she couldn't agree more, and this was perfect. "Well, Booth's right. Everyone should relax and come back fresh to work on Monday. I want to spend some time with Paul and Michelle, and I'm sure Angela and Hodgins want to spend some quiet time with Nico."

"You don't have to tell me twice," Angela said happily, organizing the papers and heading to her office. She disappeared and came back with her purse - ready to go home. "Have a great weekend everyone." She hurried out the door before Cam changed her mind.

"Thanks Cam. We'll see you on Tuesday." Hodgins walked out behind Angela.

"This is a great idea, I appreciate it." Wendell smiled widely, "That way I can spend time with my girlfriend. Thanks, Booth."

"Sure. Say hi for me."

"I will. Hope your weekend is everything Hodgins thinks it is." He chuckled as he walked out of the lab.

Brennan was amazed that Booth would put their weekend plans above work. The fact that he did, pleased her immensely.

"Well, I think I'll stay and get ahead on some of the research for my thesis. I have to wait for Sweets anyway," Daisy said settling down to work.

Cam saw the look on Booth's face and headed him off at the pass. "Are you crazy, Daisy? In the seven years I've been here, this is the first time I've ever let us go early for a holiday. The odds of it happening again are about a million to one! Come on… lunch is on me, and then maybe you can stop by the Hoover and surprise Sweets. Who knows, maybe he will be able to get out early too?"

"Well, now that you mention it, I'm getting kind of hungry." Daisy put the bones away that she was working on. "I guess I could surprise Sweets, he would like that."

Booth turned to give Cam a grateful smile.

Daisy looked back at Booth, "She must be a knock out, for you to want get us all out of here so badly."

"Come on, Daisy, we want to be sure to get there before the all-you-can-eat special runs out. See you Tuesday, Booth." Cam pushed Daisy out the door.

Booth let out a relieved sigh. It was just the two of them and a few security guards left.

"So," Brennan said walking up to him slowly and smiling, "Do you want me out of here too?"

"Actually, I do. I definitely do." He pulled her into his arms.

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