So sorry, this chapter started off so easy and then I hit a brick wall. I'll try to post "Two Bodies in a Lab" much sooner than it took me to get this one up. Please R&R, much love, Nessa. Disclaimer still stand, I own nothing, I make no money off of this, it's only for fun. Dialog taken from episode and to be credited to shows writers. B/B forever...
"The Man on the Fairway"
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"Booth, where are you? I stopped and picked up dinner on the way." Brennan spoke into the apartment, a large pizza box and six pack of beer precariously balanced in her arms.
"Hey, Bones." Booth greeted her with a smile and a kiss as he met up with her in the kitchen. "I tried to call you, is your phone on silent?"
"Yeah, I forgot, sorry." she apologized as she leaned into his body and grabbed ahold of his oversized belt buckle, tugging him forward. "But... I have a particularly insistant biological urge I'm going to need your help with."
Booth groaned at his girlfriends words and actions. "Temperance, god, I want you so much right now, but..." he nipped at her lips only to have her pull back from him.
"What's going on, why are your clothes wet?" she questioned as she leaned back taking in the way his wet tank top clung to his abdomen.
He groaned again, knowing that their biological urges were going to have to wait. "Rebecca called earlier... she asked if I could pick up Parker from school. She had to have dinner with clients, last minute. I'm sorry, I know we haven't been able to spend much time together the past couple of weeks, but I couldn't not watch him."
"No, it's okay. I know how much you love Parker. You need to spend time with him whenever you can."
"I love you, too..."
"I know you do, love you." she replied with a quick kiss. "We can work on our biological urges after Parker goes to bed." she whispered in his ear before she bit down on the lobe.
"Promise?"
"Promise, you couldn't keep me from you. So,... is he still in the bath?"
"Yeah, I told him he had ten minutes to play before it was time to get cleaned up. You wanna help me give him his bath? We can be all domestic..."
"Are you trying to make me panic - don't say domestic."
"Sorry. C'mon Bones, couples do things together..." he said as he grabbed her by the hips, puling her body snug against his.
"Fine, but you're making it up to me tonight." she agreed reluctantly, shrugging off her blazer and pushing up the sleeves on her top.
"Looking forward to it." he smirked at her as he took her hand and led her to the bathroom.
"Hi Parker, are you having fun?" she greeted the four year old as she entered the bathroom.
"Tempwance!" the little boy shouted, jumping out of the water and running to wrap his arms around her legs, soaking her in the process. "Daddy said ya'd tum."
"Hey buddy." she bent down to his level, allowing him to wrap his arms around her neck, squeezing tightly. "Of course I wanted to spend time with my two favorite guys. Now come on, back in the tub before you freeze."
"O-tay." he agreed, pulling away from her and climbing back into the tub.
"Okay, so..." she looked back over her shoulder at Booth as she kneeled down by the tub, "I don't know what to do... are you planning on helping or are you just going to stand there and watch?"
"I don't know - you, giving my son a bath - I think I'd like to watch this, take it all in. To good to pass up." he laughed as he watched the woman he loved attempt to take care of his son.
"Seeley!"
"Yeah, yeah." he moved from his spot leaning in the doorway and came to kneel beside her at the tub. "Alright bub, lets get you all spiffed up, then before bed, maybe Temperance can read your bedtime story and help tuck you in. Sound good?"
"U-huh." Parker nodded, very much liking the idea.
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"I didn't think, he'd ever go to sleep." Brennan said as she and Booth tumled onto his bed in a tangle of entwined limbs. "What have you been up to this week?" she asked as she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. "Is Cullen intentionally trying to keep us apart?"
"Bones, let's try not to mention my boss when we're in the process of getting naked, 'kay?" he said, taking off his own shirt before he attacked her mouth. "Want you..." he pulled back from her lips and unlatched her bra, sliding it off her body. "You're so hot." he mumbled as he leaned down to suck at her breast.
"Daddy..." could be heard through the closed door.
"Shit." he said releasing her from his mouth. "Hold on buddy, I'll be right there." he climbed off the bed going to the door.
"Booth, wait." Brennan said as she gathered up the discarded clothes, holding them to her chest as she snuck quickly into the bathroom and shut the door.
"Hey bub, what's going on?" Booth asked opening the door to his tearful son.
"I hada bad dweam." Parker said through his tears.
"Oh no, what happened?" he asked as he heard the bathroom door open and Brennan step back into the bedroom briefly, digging around in the dresser before returning to the bathroom.
"I was at da zoo on a fiewd twip and da aminals got out of da cages and de chased me." he explained burrying his face in his fathers chest. "Tan I sweep wif ya 'n' Tempwance?" he asked, pulling back and looking up at Booth with sad puppy dog eyes.
"Parker, buddy..." he started to speak, glancing over his shoulder at Brennan, who had reemerged from the bathroom wearing a pair of his boxers and one of his old t-shirts as pajamas.
"Of course you can sleep in here." Brennan totally surprised Booth by saying. "Come on." she came forward, scooping him into her arms. "You can cuddle with me while Daddy gets ready for bed." she said as she held Parker with one arm while she turned the bed down with the other. "Climb in." she sat him down. "Booth..." she spoke breaking him from his thought.
Booth stared in awe at her before he found words to express what her actions meant to him, "I love you, Temperance." he said standing up from where he had crouched down by the door.
"You'd better. Go get changed for bed." she nodded towards the bathroom as she joined Parker under the covers.
Booth stood staring at the sight before him for a moment, falling more and more in love with his Bones each second. "Bones..."
"I know, it's okay. Just change and come lay down." she said as she pulled the covers up over both her and Parker.
By the time Booth climbed in bed, Parker was asleep and cuddled into Brennan's arms. He settled himself in behind her and wrapped his arms around both of them. "He's out."
"Yeah." she said softly, turning her head to face him.
"Sorry about this."
"Don't be, it's... it feels really nice - in a very scarey, I want to run screaming, kind of way." she admitted knowing he would understand her feelings on the matter. "I kind of think I could get used to it. I like it. But don't rub it in my face or anything."
"I promise not to. But, I am sorry. This is not exactly what you - or I for that matter - where in the mood for."
"No, but we'll have time for that later. And I'm sure you like this too." she kissed him goodnight. "Love you, Booth." she turned back around and snuggled back into his body.
"I do like it." he smiled. "Night beautiful, love you. And thanks for not freakning out about all of this." he said placing a kiss on her temple before he settled in behind her for sleep.
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"We'll be meeting with agents from the FAA, the NTSB, and the local police." Brennan informed her assistant as she drove the golf cart towards the crash sight.
"Usually Booth handles those people." Zach replied, uncomfortable with the idea of interacting with other federal agencies without the aid of Booth.
"Plane crashes don't belong to the FBI."
"Why not? FAA stands for Federal Aviation Administration. The NTSB stands for National Transportation Safety Board. That sounds federal to me and the FBI stands for Federal Bureau..."
"Zach!" she said to cut him off.
"This is the third time in a row we've investigated without Booth." he whined, "I don't like it."
"I don't like it either. I'm used to working with him, and now it's like they decide they don't want us to be partners. It's frustrating." That wasn't the only thing frustrating the anthropologist either. Their morning routine - sharing a shower that involved very little actual showering - was a no go due to Booth having to get Parker to school before work. "And anyway," she went on, "why do you miss working with him? He mostly ignores you."
"Ignoring me is Booth's way of acknowledging my presence. It's a guy thing."
'No, it's Booth's way of not having to deal with you so he isn't compelled to shoot you.' Brennan thought as she pulled to a stop outside the yellow police tape around the crash sight. "Here we are."
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"Booth." he answered his desk phone as he went over his paperwork from his most recent case.
"Hey, it's me. Are you busy?"
"I'm never to busy to talk to you Bones. What's going on?"
"I want you to come over, I've got something I want to show you, something I think you might find interesting."
"You do, huh. I've got something that might interest you too. Something that didn't get any attention last night or this morning." he said suggestively.
"Booth, I'm serious. I have something work related to show you."
"Sure you do. You just can't go without me for another few hours, can you?" he teased her.
"Just come over here. I'm hanging up now."
"Bones, wait. If I'm good and play along with your work problem... thing, can we skip out of the lab for a bit?"
Brennan hesitated a few seconds before she replied, "We'll see." she said as she hung up her end of the line.
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"Are you gonna tell me where we're going?" Booth asked her as he followed close behind her, his hand resting comfortably at the small of her back. "I mean, cause normally we go to the storage room, or the utility closet, or my personal favorite, the conference room..."
"Booth, I told you on the phone this is about work, it might mean a case for us."
"Yeah, but, I was hoping you were just trying to get me over here and then you'd surprise me by dragging me to a secluded room for, you know, sex."
"No, I was actually talking about work."
"Damn it." he huffed as he followed her into one of the smaller examination rooms off the main lab. "So no sex at all?"
"Booth, focus. Listen to me first and we'll see. Now, do you see these three bone fragments?"
"Yeah, they're amazing..." he deadpanned.
"They were found at the plane crash sight."
"Yeah, imagine that, bone fragments at a plane wreck."
"Why are you being so snippy with me?"
"Because I thought... I'm just... nevermind... go ahead and explain it to me."
"Okay," she paused giving him a look before she continued,"we found these three bone fragments right where the plane went down, but these aren't charred like the others."
"Which means..."
"They weren't on the plane. It's a murder..." she explained as she picked up one of the pieces os bone with a pair of forceps. "You got it, or do you want me to go over it again?"
"No, I got it, okay. The plane goes down - Kablooey - there's an extra body on board - which you really don't care about because you are more interested in these bone fragments that you found on the ground." he recaps as he reaches out to touch one of the bones on the illuminated table, only to have his hand smacked away by Brennan. "Hey, no smacking."
"Then don't try and touch."
"Don't touch what? You or the bones?"
"Right now - either."
He harumphed, "Hmm, is that all you got?"
"So far. A piece of skull, a chunk of vertebrae, part of a femur..."
"Not much to go on."
"These fragments come from a person who was hacked." she went on to say, trying to convince him the bones on the table before him spelled out murder.
"Hacked to little bits?" he asked with a grimace on his face.
"No, medium sized bits. I'm not sure how it turned into little bits yet."
"Okay," he nodded, "and I'm here why?"
"Dismemberment, little bits - it's a murder."
"Well, the FBI doesn't have jurisdiction at a golf course."
"Well who does?"
"I don't know, try the PGA." he quipped, a cheeky smile spreading across his face. "Uh-huh, you know, you've done a couple of cases without me and you miss working with me. Spending our night together isn't enough for you." he again teased her.
"Zach misses working with you, not me." she denied.
"Zach and I don't even talk." he replied confused.
"I know, but he seems to think it's some sort of male bonding ritual."
"Maybe he's right."
"No, he's not."
"Could be."
"No, I'm sure you told him that so you wouldn't have to talk with him."
"Yeah, so what if I did. It's nicer to do that than shooting him, which is what I want to do if I have to interact with the weirdo."
"You could try to be nicer to him... for me."
He made no response for several long seconds, "I'll try and work on it." he said reluctantly.
"Thank you." she rewarded him with a very brief peck on the lips before turning her attention back to the table before her. "Goodman has ordered me to investigate the other extra body."
"Well than, you'd better get on that. So, if there's no lunchtime sexcapades, I'm going to get back to the office. Love you." he whispered against her temple as he pressed a kiss there.
"You aren't going to help me with the murder?"
"Bones, we just went over this - no jurisdiction."
"But..."
"Dr. Brennan, Agent Booth," Dave, one of the security guards said, popping into the small room, "you have a visitor." he finished before leaving.
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"My expertise in missing persons investigations derives from one thing, my search for my father." Jesse Kane explained as he handed over a newspaper clipping to Brennan. "He went missing five years ago durring a trip to his cottage in Virginia Beach."
"What makes you think these bone fragments come from your father?" she asked as she went overr the newspaper article, only to have it snatched away from her by Booth.
Booth glancing briefly at the paper, ignors their conversation and starts his own line of questioning in between bites of his lunch, "Alright, you know, there is a question of national security here that is in my jurisdiction." he said before turning to Brennan, "He's not supposed to know about the Chinese."
"My investigation," Kane went on, ignoring Booth, "led me to conclude that my father was murdered in the area and his body disposed."
"What did the police say?"
"They gave upu four years ago."
"Because there was no evidence of foul play." Booth commented, handing the article back to Kane.
"The investigation was bungled. The city police didn't have the manpower, the state police said it was a federal matter, and you guys," he looked to Booth, "suggested a private investigator."
"It was not bungled, okay," Booth spoke to Brennan, "because there was no evidence of foul play. It's a common story, okay. A guy goes in for a pack of cigarettes and ends up renting out snorkling gear in Guam."
Kane, trying to find a sympathetic ear in Brennan, went on, "He doesn't know what it's like to loose a parent - you do."
Booth, knowing what Kane was up to, felt his hackles rise at that comment. He wasn't going to allow this ass to play his girlfriend. "You want to back down a jot there buddy?" he said to Kane, leaning forward and pointing a finger his way.
"How do you know about that?" Brennan asked, slightly rattled by his knowledge of her background.
"No offense, Dr. Brennan, but you're a writer. You're a well known scientist, it's out there. Plus, you're one of us."
"One of us?"
"People who's loved ones have simply vanished, in your case, both parents."
Booth jumps back into the conversation, desperate to change the subject. "Okay, how do you know about the Chinese?" he snaps his fingers to get Kane's attention, "Do not look at Dr. Brennan," he continued, putting his hand in front of Brennan's face trying to get Kane to pay attention to him and his questions. "Whether you like it or not, this is an issue between you and the FBI." he finished as Brennan pushed his hand from in front of her face.
"If body parts are found in roughly the area where my father disappeared, I'm going to know about it. Radio chatter, the internet, the local law enforcement, that's all I'm prepared to tell you. Do you mind if I ask you how many bone fragments you found?" he asked Brennan.
"Yes, I do. I don't discuss ongoing investigations."
"She doesn't discuss ongoing investigtions." Booth repeated her words, glad she wasn't falling for Kane's scheming.
"Fair enough Dr. Brennan. These are my notes from the last five years, every lead, every clue. Every person I have ever talked with is here." he said getting to a filing box in the chair beside him.
"Mm-hmm, and why would Dr. Brennan care about that?"
"Cause it will at least give her a candidate to eliminate."
"He's got a point." she agreed with Kane as she looked to Booth.
"My father's medical records, pictures, last known whereabouts, even a connection to the golf course. Also my phone number, but don't worry, if I don't hear from you, you'll hear from me." he said before he stood and left.
"Wow," Booth whistled, "pushy."
"Well, maybe he discovered that being pushy is how you get cops to pay attention."
"What are you hawking at me for?"
"You were mean to him."
"He wouldn't stop staring at you. And he was acting a bit to familier if you ask me."
"This is you trying to demonstrate your alpha male status."
"Is not."
"Is so."
"Is not. And just to clear things up, you don't know have to be pushy to get my attention. You always manage to catch my attention in far more interesting ways." he wagged his brows at her.
"What then? Do you suggest Jesse try my approach and seduce a law enforcement officer to get the attention he wants."
"No, I think it only works when it's a sexy woman that's doing the seducing." he leaned in only inches from her lips. "I want to kiss you."
"You can't, we're in public." she sat back in her chair, distancing herself from him. "The Chinese, the plane crash - that's geo politics. This is murder. Will you help?"
"You gonna seduce me to get me to say yes?"
"I think plan on continuing to seduce you either way."
"Then yes, I'll help."
"Really?'
"Well, you know, I guess if you're, uh, really asking me, I guess I could, uh, you know, fudge it with my boss to make it look like it was attached to the Chinese plane crash thing." he said, sealing his promise to help with his trademark charm smile.
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Brennan led Kane to her office after having shown him the three small bone fragments. Walking to her desk, she picked up a small file and handed it to him. "You're right about me not having much to go on as far as my parents go. That file, that's all I have. It's nothing really."
"This is all you have?" he asked, his voice laden with disbelief.
"Yes - you were right about how little it is."
"No, I mean - this is only your copy of the official file."
"Yes. What else would there be?"
"You never tried to hire any private investigators, did any poking around yourself?" he asked, stepping closer to her.
"Well, I'm pretty new at field work. I've mostly been a lab rat my whole career. Plus, I trusted the authorities would do what they could."
"The authorities have rooms filled with files like these, warehouses."
"I'm the authorities, Booth is the authorities." she reasoned with him.
"Did you ever show this file to Booth?"
Brennan hesitated to reply, not sure why she had never asked Booth for his help with her parents disappearance, but she was sure now that she would. "No... no." she said quietly, tears pooling in her clear blue eyes, emotional from thinking to much about her parents recently.
Kane, seeing her vulnerability on her face, decided to try his luck at kissing her. He leaned in as Brennan backed away.
"This is where I work." she said as an excuse, "And I... I'm seeing someone,... I'm with someone, very seriously... I love him." she babbled nervously, wanting him to just back off.
"Am I interupting something?" Angela asked as she stepped into the office.
"No, uhm, Angela, come in. This is Jesse Kane."
Angela took his hand, "Hello."
"Hi." he returned the greeting.
"Hi, Angela... Montenegro." she said giving him the once over.
"What is that?" Brennan noticed the paper in her best friends hand.
"Oh, nothing that can't wait."
"Is it about my father?" Kane asked, very interested in getting a look at the paper Brennan now held in her hand.
"In as far as I know, which is quite far, believe me," Angela bypassed his question, "no one has tried to kiss Brennan in this office and lived to tell about it."
"Not even the man she's in love with?"
"... in love with..." Angela repeated his words confused as she looked to Brennan.
"Angela!" Brennan said hoping her friend would stop talking.
"Would one of you please tell me what that piece of paper is?"
"It's a, uh, it's a schematic comparing the skull fragments we found on the golf course to pictures of your father."
"And?"
"It doesn't not match your father." Brennan replied handing him the paper.
"So it could be him?"
"Yeah, there's a pretty good chance." she told him.
"I knew it." he shook his head, staring at the information before him.
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"Bren, sweetie, do you care to explain that to me?" Angela asked, following her friend out to the main part of the lab.
"Explain what?" she asked, not meeting Angela's eyes.
"The whole 'the man she's in love with' thing."
"I was just, uhm, trying to let him down easily." she rambled off quickly.
"So you made up a guy you're in love with, on the spot?"
"Uhm, yeah, to, you know, get him to back off." she went on, "And Booth thinks he might be a suspect."
"Oh, now you're just looking for excuses not to get involved."
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"You did good talking to Zach today." Brennan said as she joined Booth at the bar of Wong Fu's after they had wrapped the case.
"Yeah, well, there's this really beautiful woman that I kind of have a thing for... she asked me to try. But, try not to get to used to it, I'm not sure I can do it all the time." he said with a laugh as Sid sat a drink down in front of Brennan. "To another case solved, and the best partner I've ever had." he raised his beer glass to her.
She smiled and clanked her glass against his before she took a drink.
"How did Jesse take it? FInding out his father's still missing..."
"Like an orphan." she replied. "What?" she asked at Booth's baffled expression.
Booth laughed before speaking, "That's just a little poetic for you."
"I didn't mean it that way." she hesitated, "I want to ask you another favor."
"Oh geeze, another favor..." he took a deep gulp of his beer.
"Not about a case, this one's personal. I wonder if you wouldn't mind taking a look at this." she said as she handed him the small file folder.
He sat his beer down and looked at the label on the file, "The file on your parents?" he asked shooting a look her way. "Yeah, okay." he agreed, looking like he wanted to say something else.
"Do you want to think about it? It's a pretty big favor."
"Why would I need to think about it, you'd do it for me."
"Yeah, I would." she smiled at him.
"I'm proud you asked Temperance." he smiled back at her. "I wanted to look into this for you, but I didn't..."
"You didn't what?" she urged him to continue.
"I didn't want you to think I was, I don't know... overstepping some line, or, you know..."
"You wouldn't have been overstepping, but I appreciate that you were worried about upsetting me." she leaned into him. "But you can't overstep if I invite you in. So, you're sure you wouldn't mind?"
"It would be my pleasure, Bones." he said as he also leaned in close to her eliciting a smile from her.
"Ahh, Dr. Brennan," Zach said catching their attention, "Angela wants to know if we should order anything for you?"
"No, I'm not staying, thanks Zach."
Zach nodded before turning to Booth, "Guess we caught another one, right?"
Booth made no reply or even acknowledge that Zach had spoken.
"All for one and one for all." Zach tried again.
Booth, still ignoring Zach, spoke to Brennan, "I'll take a look at this and see what they didn't give you and I'll get back to you, okay?"
Brennan nodded as Zach smiled and backed away to his table, leaving them alone again. "You're back to ignoring Zach?"
He huffed, "Alright look, I know you don't approve, but, you know, it works for us - it works for him, so..."
"Yeah, I get it, and it's kind of sweet."
"Hey, you know, your people are my people."
"What - I have people?" she smiled as she stood from her stool, "Hey, I have people."
"Me included."
"You included. I'm going home, will I see you?"
"Yeah, I'll give you a fifteen minute head start." he said watching her walk towards to door. Once she walked away, he opened the file and looked at the two pictures on top. One of Matthew and Christine Brennan, the other of a smiling young Temperance. He smiled at the photograph, running his fingers over her youthful face, before he tucked the picture into his inner coat pocket. He was sure she wouldn't mind him hanging on to it.
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So again let me say, I am so, so, so sorry for the insanely long delay between post - I know you all must hate me. Also, sorry for the lack of smut, but there will be some next time in... "Two Bodies in the Lab" so until then, please R&R. Love you guys, and thanks for all the reviews so far. Toodles, Nessa : )