"Thank. You. God!" said Booth rubbing his hands together.

"There is no God Booth, so don't thank Him" retorted Brennan, taking off her coat.

"Okay okay, jeez bones you dont need to be so-"

"Truthful?" she supplied.

"Whatever Bones."

Booth turned to take a better look at the room. It was quite big, with cream and blue coloured walls and a cream coloured carpet. There was a small table two chairs, and a lamp to one side of the room. On the other was the bed. It was a queen sized bed, covered in blue pillows and a blue quilt. It looked ... elegant.

Booth walked over to the door at the far end of the room. Opening it, he discovered the bathroom.

He closed the door and turned to face Brennan who was sitting in one of the chairs. She had her head in her hands and looked exhausted. Booth pulled the other chair closer to her and sat down. He wanted to be there for her, but he didnt want to end up pushing her away. After a few minutes of silence, Bones looked up. She was greeted by the concerned face of Booth, who had been watching her. She could tell, she felt it. She gave him a small smile.

"So" began Booth "you gonna tell me whats wrong?"

Brennan sighed and made the mistake of looking into Booths eyes. She couldn't lie, thats not what a strong partnership is. After what seemed like forever she cleared her throat.

"When I was younger, about 8 i think, my parents brought me and Russ to England. I was so excited, it was one of my first vacatons. I was walking along a street somewhere in Birmingham, and there was...there was a gunshot. I was so scared, when everybody started running, I fell over. I didnt know where my parents or Russ were. I felt so alone. I remember being in pain, alot of pain. I think I passed out then, because I woke up in hospital a day later. There was a man looking for my parents. He was trying to kill my father, and took a shot at him. It missed and-"

Brennan took a deep breath, bringing her hand to her shoulder.

"It hit me. They couldnt get it out, because of how it was lodged in."

Booth passed her a tissue.

"Im sorry" she said, drying her eyes.

"Everyone needs to feel vulnerable sometimes Bones. Its what makes us human."

"Yeah, well I sure dont feel like it sometimes."

"What? Why?"

"Well its how people talk to me, or about me. Your one of the few people that keep me sane. That took the time to get to know me, the real me. Not the cold, heartless woman im described as sometimes."

"Bones, stop it. You really underestimate yourself. If anybody sees you like that, they must be blind. I dont like seeing you all upset. If you'd have told me about England before I could have-"

"No, no. Its fine. Besides, Cullen couldn't have done anything anyway."

"Oh, that reminds me. There was an envolope for us left downstairs."

Booth stood up, walked over to the envolope, picked it up and opened it. He unfolded it and read it outloud.

"Special Agent Booth and Doctor Brennan.

Im sorry about the room arangments. You will have to share this room for the duration of the program. You will be picked up tomorrow morning, at 9am from the downstairs lobby. Wear sensible clothing.

S.C.A.M."

He folded it up and threw it back onto the table. He looked at the bed.

"We're going to have to share the bed Bones."

"I know. Just stay proffesional okay Booth."

"Me! You just keep your hands to yourself. I am irrisistable, remember." replied Booth, flashing a charm smile to Brennan, who let a small smile slip.

"Im hungry, can we order up room service?"

"Sure, Ill get right on it."

..

An hour later, Brennan and Booth had invaded the alcohol in the mini fridge and were eating what they had ordered from room service.

"I think tonight...Im going to get drunk" hiccuped Booth

"Im not" replied Brennan, who was sipping her 4th glass of Vodka and coke.

"Oh yes you are Bones. We are going to consume every drop of alcohol in this room, and anything else I order. "

A few hours later, Brennan and Booth were drunk. Not just drunk, very drunk.

"Your turn" slurred Booth.

"Okay - Dr Goodman, or Zach?"

"Hmm - Zack. I could threaten him not to tell anyone after."

Brennan laughed loudly and took another sip of her drink.

"Hodgins, or Angela?"

"Angela. Theres no way I'd kiss Hodgins. I dont like facial hair. I like clean shaven men."

"Like me?"

"Yeah, definatly you."

Both smiled and lay back on the bed.

"I think Im tired" yawned Brennan. "What time is it?"

"Its ... 2:35 am. Woah, we've gotta be up in 5 and a half hours. We better get to bed."

"Okay. Im gonna change."

Brennan stood up and pulled some pyjamas out of her suitcase. She walked into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. When she came out, Booth was already changed and was lying under the covers.

She placed her folded clothes onto the table and slowly walked towards the bed.

"Cmon Bones! Jump in." He moved over. "I warmed it up for you" Booth said, flashing a charm smile.

She quickly crawled into the bed and pulled the covers over her. Sleep followed them soon after.

Not as good as I thought it would be. Hows it going at the moment? Reviews make the world go round :)