It was the day of the scholarship auction, and Booth still hadn't made a decision on what to do. Angela found him sitting in Brennan's office waiting for her.
"So…are you going to bid for her?"
"I don't know…she basically told me she could never respect a 'neanderthal' who would give into human trafficking…and I kind of told her I'd never bid on a woman like she was a piece of property."
"Ah…well, then I guess you have to let her see the photos…do you want me to show her, or would you like to. Better yet, why don't you just put on the apron, and surprise her tonight?"
"What? Angela…no…NO! I'm not…look she also pretty much made it clear that she could never respect someone who posed for a calendar like that."
"Hmmm…that's tough. I guess you have to make a choice."
"Let her see the photo?"
"Yes, or let her be bid on by someone else."
Angela could see that Booth didn't like the idea of either.
As Brennan walked in the office, Angela got up to leave. Brennan didn't notice Booth laying on the couch until she sat on it, on him, actually.
"Hey…whoa,
Bones!"
She turned suddenly, lost her balance, and started to
fall off the couch. He grabbed her by the waist, but gravity won
again, and they both ended up on the floor.
Brennan groaned, "This
is such a bad day already."
"Bones, what's wrong?"
Brennan placed her knees on either side of his hips to get up, but found she couldn't go any higher because of Booth's hands holding her hips in place.
"Booth, you're kind
of holding me too tight."
"What? Oh, sorry Bones."
"Hey guys,
whoa…sorry"
"No, Hodgins, it's not what you
think…"
Brennan stood up and pulled on Booth's arm to help
him up. Because he weighed more than her, the balance shifted and
they both fell back on the couch, this time with Brennan's hands
clasping at Booth.
"Um…yeah…I can come back later."
Booth stood up quickly.
"What's up, Hodgins?"
"Well, actually Booth, I was hoping to talk to you in private."
"Oh, okay…um…do you want to grab some lunch or something?"
"Sure…see you Dr. Brennan?"
She was still laying on the couch, now with her hands over her eyes.
"Bones, want me to bring you back something to eat?"
"No thanks, I think I'm just going to go home. I have to get ready for this ridiculous auction. I'll see you tomorrow, Booth."
"Oh, well, I'll probably see you tonight, at the auction."
"You're going? I thought you said you'd never participate in something like that?"
"Um…yeah…but…well…I should probably be there, you know to make sure nothing goes wrong…you know…"
"Whatever…it doesn't really matter to me."
"Come on, Booth, let's go."
