AN: I again apologize for the short chapters, but this is the situation when this is more like an episode recap, with different twists of course. For those who might not have seen the episode this is set during The Yanks in the UK, aka the first episode in season 4. And you can still read this, without missing anything really because I changed the story line up a bit to go with the story line.
"Squint squad!" Booth yelled, opening his arms as he walked through the sliding glass doors, dressed in his usual suit and tie, only with the change that his skin was gorgeously tanned.
"Booth!" Hodgins yelled, bringing the squints from their offices to see their returned friend.
Angela smiled and ran to Booth hugging him gently before she pulled back and whistled "Tall, dark and handsome just got a whole new meaning."
"Hey," Hodgins said, pulling Angela back "Easy."
Booth smiled and shook his head, placing his hands in his pockets and shrugging one shoulder, smiling as Brennan walked out of her office and headed in his direction.
"Bones," Booth roared, opening his arms and curling his fingers "Come here."
Brennan smiled and stepped into his grasp, allowing Booth to wrap his arms around her shoulders as her arms wrapped around his waist, her head turning to rest her cheek against his chest.
His arms tightened and his nose buried in her hair, running his hands up and down her back as Angela narrowed her eyes to him and smirked.
"Mm," Booth said, squeezing her harder before he pulled back and rested his hands on her shoulders "We gotta go."
"Go?" Brennan asked, her hands involuntarily rising to hold his elbows "Go where?"
"I got a call that you are making a speech in London, and I'm coming," Booth said with a smile "Our plane leaves in two hours."
"Oh that's right!" Brennan said in realization, turning towards Cam, who was already nodding.
"Go, get packed, we'll see you two later."
"Thank you," Brennan said, turning back to Booth "I'll get my stuff and meet you outside."
"Alright," Booth said, lowering his arms and watching as she ran towards her office.
"So," Angela began "Everything ok between you two?"
"For now," Booth said "I guess I didn't realize how much I would miss her if I left for 3 months."
"Ready to go?" Brennan asked, as she slung her laptop bag over her shoulder.
"Yes, let's go," Booth said with a smile, resting his hand on her back as he led her towards the airport.
*****
"I slept with Dr. Wexler last night," Brennan said calmly, gasping as Booth slammed his foot on the brakes.
"What?" Booth hissed, ignoring the angry honks and screams of the English drivers.
"Dr. Wexler, the man who-"
"Yeah I know who he is," Booth hissed "Why did you sleep with him?"
"He's attractive, and I thought him to be excellent in bed, and he didn't disappoint," Brennan said with a gentle smile.
Booth growled and peeled from the curb, the small red car lurching and coming in front of other cars, aggravating even more drivers.
Brennan grasped at the dash and started breathing heavily "What are you- Booth, slow down, you're going to kill us!"
"No I won't," Booth growled "I would never put you in danger Bones, unlike Wexler."
"What are you talking about Booth?" Brennan asked.
"That man doesn't care, about who he has sex with. It's obvious. You are just another notch on his bed post, another one night stand," Booth growled as he turned violently onto another street "He doesn't treat a woman like she should be treated."
"And how should a woman be treated?" Brennan asked, grunting as he slammed the car to a stop and jumped out of the car.
"Like she is the only woman in the world," Booth hissed, staring at Brennan with the same gaze that made her feel naked.
"Like she is the most beautiful and most important woman that has ever existed," Booth whispered, his chest rising and falling raggedly, his jaw ticking the way it always did when he was angry.
Her chest tightened, and heat rushed to her core, her fist clenching and unclenching as she breathed deeply to calm herself.
"It shouldn't be just sex Bones," Booth whispered huskily "There has to be something there to have sex with a person. Attraction is the building block, so why just go part of the way? Why not just go all the way and give yourself to someone who will worship you, and make you feel like you've never felt before?"
"Because you can't expect me to 'go all the way' with every person I have sex with. Biological urges need to be satisfied among the human race," Brennan offered.
"Not everything in life is rational," Booth hissed "Sometimes you just need to follow your heart."
"I can't do that Booth," Brennan whispered "The heart isn't an organ that holds the ability to 'lead' you. Your brain is the only organ that can do that."
"You have so much to learn Bones," Booth said, his voice still husky "I only hope that one day, you will realize that just sex, can't fulfill everything. And I hope one day, you will experience what it feels, how over whelming it feels to make love with someone who really and truly loves you."
Booth stared her down, his gaze being broken from her when his phone rang.
"Booth," he growled.
"Alright," he finished, closing the phone and motioning to the car.
"Get it," he ordered "It's Wexler, something happened."
Brennan sighed and stumbled to sit in the car, staring out the window as Booth peeled back into the road, still ignoring the angry protests of the drivers.
