Disclaimer: See first chapter.
A/N: I like keeping Bones in limbo, by the way. No pun intended.
Inefficient
"I..." Brennan's face was confused for a split second, then it cleared. "I need to think this through."
Angela groaned. "Honey..."
"No, I need to think about this. It's an important decision that needs careful consideration and I can't do that in such a short amount of time."
"The point isn't to think, sweetie, it's to go with your instinct." Angela leaned forward in her chair. "Like when you're skydiving. You don't think about what could happen if you hit the ground without a chute, you just jump. Or when you're listening to music in the lab and start dancing while waiting for results. Who cares if someone sees you?"
"Dancing is an inefficient use of time while waiting for results." Brennan frowned. "You can run other tests, catch up on paperwork..."
"Not the point." Angela waved a hand to dismiss the notion. "The point is that you can't think about it. You just... do it. Jump. Dance. Kiss the really hot guy who's been flirting with you for years."
"Years?" Brennan shook her head. "You're wrong."
"Honey, when was the last time I was wrong about something like this?" Angela grinned widely.
"Never..." The word came out reluctantly. "Maybe that's what Goodman was thinking when he told me to take a vacation to sleep with Booth."
"He said WHAT?"
Brennan smiled at her friends comical reaction. Angela had practically fallen off her chair, only saving her seat by gripping the edge tightly. "Well, that's not what he meant, I think. But that's how it came out."
"Well, he was right." Let it not be said that Angela couldn't recover her composure quickly. "You and Booth should take a vacation and just not leave your apartment."
"I'll think about it." Brennan stood.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
As she left, Angela slumped into her chair and muttered, "God, but the next few weeks are going to be interesting."
A/N: Next word is Jupiter.
