Booth woke early the next morning. Somewhere during the course of the night he and Brennan ended up in the spooning position. Her head on his bicep and her body pressed close to his with her bottom pressed into his groin. His other arm lay draped across her waist bent upwards. Her own arms were wrapped around his arm holding it to her chest. Booth was highly aware at the erection that had formed while he slept. This was not just the morning variety.

He froze. Afraid to move but also afraid she would discover the situation. He felt dirty, almost like a rapist taking advantage of her while in a state of vulnerability. Well maybe not that far but he certainly felt like a pervert. Saints think saints.

Brennan stirred slightly grinding into his pelvis. Sexual desire flooded through him. His brain screamed at him to pull her tightly to him, to nuzzle his lips across her neck, to turn her and kiss her with all the passion he had pent up inside.

She stirred again. Booth decided to feign sleep to avoid the awkwardness of the moment. Brennan's eyes fluttered open. She became highly aware of the warmth against her back and the added weight on her body. She felt a flutter in her abdomen. She became very sexually aroused. It had been a while since she engaged in sexual activity. If she thought that there partnership wouldn't change she would roll further into him. She would pull him to her and kiss him deeply. She had no doubts that she and Booth could have a strong sexual relationship. The only problem is that Booth is not capable of having such a relationship. He would require an emotional bond. He would require more then what she was capable of giving him, and she above all any other knew he deserved what he wanted. She could not hurt him by taking advantage of him being as vulnerable as she could feel on her buttocks that he was. She decided to feign sleep to enjoy the moment a bit longer. They anatomically fit together like 2 puzzle pieces.

They both laid there together pretending, enjoying the warmth of each other whilst having conflicting emotions. The alarm startled them both. Booth jerked backwards once again falling to the floor. Brennan couldn't help but giggle. Booth jumped to his feet doing his best to hide his erection and bolted for the bathroom. She thought back to a statement made by Hodgins about boys only changing on the outside after exiting school. That quality in Booth made him more endearing. As much as he experienced in life he still retained youthful properties.

Booth took a quick cold shower trying to extinguish his arousal. Emotional pain echoed through him. All these years of being partners and it just got harder and harder to work with her. It wasn't easy putting the smile on his faith and pretending to just think of her as his partner anymore. Sometimes he thought just walking away would be the best thing, but then he couldn't imagine his life without her in it even if it were just a working relationship.

In his haste to get to the bathroom he had forgotten his clothes, his boxers were in a soggy mess on the floor. The hotels towels were not large enough for his comfort so he poked his head out the door.

"Bones." He called out the door but had no response. "Bones" he called again. Nothing… He quietly opened the door a bit wider searching the room. Brennan was nowhere to be seen. He quickly walked out towards his clothes next to the bed wearing only the towel. He dropped it to the floor grabbed a fresh pair of boxers. He barely had one foot in when the door to the room opened and Brennan walked in. Booth turned a bright shade of crimson, lost his balance and for the 3rd time in less than 9 hours hit the floor of the room. Brennan stifled a giggle as she admired the view in front of her.

"Bones please?" Booth begged in a voice a few octaves higher than normal. Brennan quickly averted her eyes to save his embarrassment.

Brennan tried to get Booth into conversation on their way to breakfast but he just remained silent or gave small curt answers. Breakfast was silent, it lacked their usual banter. They got into Booth's truck and his eyes stayed forward as Brennan just stared out the side window. They pulled into a small parking lot and came to a stop.

"What are we doing here?" Brennan asked.

"I figured it would be easier and quicker if we just camped out at the site so you could protect the integrity of the rest of your remains." Booth answered. "Last night I ordered some supplies and equipment. Just need to pick it all up."

Brennan was almost surprised by this. She wasn't sure why because Booth was known for going out of his way to accommodate her and her feelings. He was the best partner anyone could ask for.

After a few more stops they had everything Booth had ordered and they headed out to the scene. The rain continued to fall heavily. The pair's usual banter wasn't happening today. The truck remained silent with the exception of the windshield wipers gliding across the glass. Brennan sat trying to figure out how to break through to Booth, and Booth battled internally about how to handle his feelings as well as the whole situation.

When they arrived on scene Booth relieved the officer and informed him they would be staying and he would call if and when they were needed again. He set up their camp near the entrance to the cave. The space away from her helped clear his mind a bit. He set up 2 large canopies to shelter the site and entrance, 2 small tents, a couple chairs, a small cooking area with an outdoor grill and the coolers of food and drinks. He grabbed a few bottles of water threw them into a bag and went to join Brennan inside.

"I'm done outside now I am at your mercy; just tell me what you want me to do." He exclaimed.

"Uh first call the lab and tell them cell service is virtually useless in here, they will have to wait until I contact them and to just leave messages if they find anything after they receive the remains shipped out last night. Then I can just use some help searching the area for additional remains." She answered while examining one of the skeletons left behind.

He went back out made the phone call and returned. "How big do you think this place is?" He asked.

"It looked pretty deep from what I saw yesterday. There's no telling how much we will find. Depending what we find today I may request the Jefforsonian to send out some interns to assist me, then you will be free to go do your thing." She answered.

Her words stung Booth a bit. Maybe she didn't enjoy working with him anymore. She has her thing he has his. Maybe his thoughts of finding another position weren't so far off the mark. It shouldn't be hard it isn't like he hasn't had many offers through the years. He was very good at his job. Getting away may be good for him. Maybe he could find someone to share his time with, someone who wanted him in return. Maybe he could find something that would give him more time with Parker. He came to the conclusion that on his vacation while he would be alone with clear mind he would strongly consider his options.