Zach, Angela, Hodgins and Brennan were all standing on the platform, listening as Cam debriefed them on their latest victim.
It was a sensitive matter. The girl had been found under the foundations of a former senator's house. Very delicate. Cam was advising caution.
Brennan let out a low sigh through her nose, pursing her lips slightly as she did. She knew Cam was only trying to be thorough and she admired her professionalism, but she was frantic to start looking at the remains.
Booth swiped himself in and moved towards Brennan on the platform. She noticed something out of place as he did so.
Trying to draw as little attention as possible, Booth positioned himself beside his partner and stood, silently listening to Cam. Most of what she was saying he knew already. Still, it never hurt to spend a little time in Brennan's presence, just appreciating her and breathing in her scent.
Lost in his own thoughts, he failed to notice the object of his wonderings gesturing at him with her eyes. He raised his eyebrows at her.
Obviously Brennan was attempting to be stealthy, which was funny enough in itself, but her supposed covertness was drawing the attention of Zach and Hodgins, who were only too eager for distraction.
Her eyes were huge and she kept alternating between staring intently into his eyes and then looking pointedly downwards. Bewildered, Booth cast a quick glance down towards his shoes. Seeing nothing out of place he returned his gaze upwards with a slight shrug.
Brennan continued her little movements, her eyes almost popping out of her head with the effort to remain inconspicuous. Squeezing his lips tightly together against the laugh that bubbled below the surface, Booth returned to raising his eyebrows.
Her face turning a fetching shade of magenta, Brennan began bobbing her head, making a conscious attempt to jut her chin downward. She looked so much like a flustered chicken that Booth simply couldn't keep the snort of laughter from escaping.
Cam stopped mid-sentence and looked inquiringly at the two. "Something wrong?"
With a sigh of frustration, Brennan reached across Booth, her hand coming to rest midway between his crotch and his hip. That in itself did very interesting things to Booth's lower region. But when she attempted to move her fingers lower, to zip up his fly from it's apparently fallen position, Booth couldn't take it and jumped back, a strangled cry accompanying his move.
"Dude." Hodgins chuckled, shaking his head at Booth's feminine sound.
Struggling to regain his composure, Booth glared at Brennan.
Both started defending themselves at the same time. Frustrated words blended together until, eventually, the two had no idea what they were saying. It was an even bigger mystery to the four eagerly listening in. A discreet, though not in the least bit authoritarian, throat clearing from Cam brought them back to earth and called a halt to their indistinguishable rant. The two were breathing heavily, faces coloured with exertion.
"Bones! You don't just…you can't possibly think…I can…put your hands…inappropriate…." He spluttered in exasperation, his words trailed off only at the sound of laughter from the group. Laughter from everyone but his meddlesome partner.
Hands on slender hips, she faced him. "Well, you weren't doing anything about it. I tried to tell you…"
He cut her off indignantly "Eye movements and head bobbing?" He did an exaggerated impersonation of her actions, drawing further expressions of mirth from their audience.
"That's your version of telling me? And, even if I didn't get it, when let's face it, how could I, you don't just run your hands all over me!"
"That wasn't me running my hands all over you."
He opened his mouth to respond, but an entirely new set of images popped into his head at her words. He shut his mouth with a snap, quickly thinking better of it.
Shaking her head slightly, a slight smile gracing her lips, Cam looked between the two. "Shall I go on?"
Refusing to look at one another, Brennan and Booth nodded curtly, each sulkily crossing their arms in front of their respective chests and glaring moodily ahead, both convinced they were completely in the right.
"OK then."