A/N: I don't own anything. Well maybe the writing but the characters or songs. Nope not a one.

This one was inspired by Foghorn-clj87's fic entitled "Reliving the Lonely Days."

Angela walked into her friend's office at the Jeffersonian with a determined look on her face. "Bren, you're going and that's final."

"You can't make me go to my 15 year high school reunion," Brennan said, "and besides, I can't go because I threw out the invitation and I can't RSVP without it."

"You mean this invitation?" Angela said with a smirk while holding up one crumpled invitation. "Oh yeah," she said as she deflected the daggers shot from her friend's eyes, "I dug it out of your trash and already RSVP'd for you."

"Ange!" she shouted. "How could you? You know how much I hated high school."

Booth walked in and grabbed the invitation out of Angela's hands, took a quick look at it and realized why his partner looked so distraught.

"Bones," he said calmly, "You really should go to this. It'll be your turn to show everyone that ever picked on you that you're a gorgeous successful woman and rub it in their bloated faces."

"You forgot independent," she retorted as a wry smile came across her face realizing how that would be very fulfilling.

"Independent or not, you need a date," Angela said. She smiled and then continued, "Would an available man please step forward to act as an escort." And with that she pushed Booth forward and smiled, "Looks like we have a volunteer."

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After Angela helped her get ready, Agent Booth picked her up and they were on their way.

Once they got their name tags, they made their way to the bar and sat down at an empty table with their drinks.

She had pointed to a cluster of women that Booth instantly recognized as the "popular" girls who ran the school. After all, every school had them.

After a few people had come up to her asking her if she was "that Temperance Brennan" Booth leaned in and whispered in her ear that she was probably the most successful alumni there. She could do nothing but smile at her partners attempt at easing her anxiety.

A verbal sparring match had erupted between the "popular" girls and Brennan where they spouted the same hateful things they had tormented her with before. Booth was getting ready to intervene when his partner launched her very loud, so everyone could hear, nuclear blast of pent up vengeance that included but was not limited to; remarking about their need for Botox since their faces were a little droopy, the collagen implants in their lips was really pig lard, their hips had spread out farther than their shoulders giving their asses a square appearance, and their balding pot-bellied husbands probably needed Viagra just to maintain their erections since their wives were such bitchy bitches.

Booth quickly dragged her off to the dance floor as she reveled in the way she had finally brought them the embarrassment that she had suffered from them for so long.

"Feeling better," he asked.

"You have no idea," she said as she smiled a great big smile.

They had started dancing to some song from the 1980s when he cocked an eyebrow and asked, "Bitchy bitches?"

"It fit didn't it?" she replied as he nodded. "You know, I'm glad you made me come to this. You were right, this was great."

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world," he said as he dipped her and then spun her around while she laughed.

They had danced for a few more songs when the DJ announced he was going to play a block of slow songs.

"Do you want to go sit down?" he asked hoping she'd say no so he could get close to her during the slow songs.

"Remarkably, I'm having way too much fun actually being the center of attention to sit down," she said as he looked around noticing most of her former classmates were just kind of watching them as they were stunned and grateful that she had her tirade earlier.

After a couple more slow songs she leaned her head into the crook of his neck. The song changed and as the smooth R&B music filled the auditorium Booth recognized the song and pulled her a little closer.

One look in your eyes
and there I see
Just what you mean to me
Here in my heart I believe
Your love is all I'll ever need
Holdin' you close through the night
I need you, yeah

His hand started sliding up and down her back letting his fingertips get tickled by the ends of her hair.

I look in your eyes and there I see
What happiness really means
The love that we share makes life so sweet
Together we'll always be
This pledge of love feels so right
And, ooh, I need you

She looked up into his eyes and gave a quizzical look that silently asked, "Are you flirting with me?" He just smiled and she returned her head against the crook of his neck.

Here and now
I promise to love faithfully
You're all I need
Here and now
I vow to be one with they
Your love is all I need

"You know why they're all watching?" he asked very softly. She looked up at him and he continued "You're the most beautiful woman in here."

When I look in your eyes, there l see
All that a love should really be
And I need you more and more each day
Nothin' can take your love away
More than I dare to dream
I need you

Her arms wrapped around his neck pulling his head down a little and she could smell the intoxicating fragrance of his cologne.

Here and now
I promise to love faithfully
You're all I need
Here and now
I vow to be one with thee
Your love is all I need

He kissed the top of her head and inhaled the bouquet of her perfume and shampoo.

Starting here Ooh, I'm starting now
I believe starting here I believe
I'm starting right here
Starting now right now because I believe in your love
So I'm glad to take the vow

She looked up at him and their mouths were dangerously close as they could feel each other's breath.

Here and now, oh
I promise to love faithfully Faithfully
You're all I need
Here and now, yeah
I vow to be one with thee You and me, yeah
Your love is all I need

"Kiss her!" someone yelled while a light murmur of chuckling encircled them even though they hadn't broken eye contact.

"I was always one to follow orders," he said with a gravelly voice as he slowly moved his mouth towards hers.

"Me too," she whispered as she closed the gap and her lips met his with elegant grace.

A round of catcalls and hoots enveloped the partners. As their kiss broke they just stared into each other's eyes and smiled.

A/N: that was of course the late Luther Vandross with Here and Now. If you didn't read the not at the top here it is again. This one was inspired by Foghorn-clj87's fic entitled "Reliving the Lonely Days." And remember please review :)