Once Brennan got Sweets situated with some towels, she turned to leave, but felt his hand on her arm.

"Brennan" he cleared his throat, "Um, Brennan, I was wondering if I could talk to you about something."

"Sure" she replied, "What is it?"

He looked around for somewhere to invite her to sit, and decided on pulling the chair from the desk over to the bed, inviting her to choose which one she wanted.

She chose the chair.

He sat on the bed and faced her. "Well…you see…"

As Booth finally pulled himself out of the hot shower, glad to be able to feel his fingers again, he could hear pounding on his door. Pulling a towel around his waist, he looked out the peephole.

Bones.

"Uh…hold on a minute, Bones. I…I need to get dressed."

He searched around his room for a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, quickly pulling them on before going to the door. As he opened it, he used his free hand to rub the towel in his hair.

"Uh, hey, Bones…what's up?"

She entered his room without speaking and passed him. He turned to look at her, tossing the damp towel over to the table. She paced back and forth before stopping, looking at him again. "What took you so long?"

Hmmm… "What do you mean, Bones?"

"To open the door." Obviously.

"Oh, well…I was in the shower. Trying to warm up a bit."

"Oh…" She turned and faced the wall for a moment, not wanting him to see in her eyes the way her mind was moving quickly toward a place it shouldn't. He walked toward her and almost brushed against her as he moved to pull the chair from the desk toward the bed.

"Have a seat, Bones."

She looked at her options and chose the bed, sitting down.

"I need to talk to you, Booth."

"Okay…what is it?"

"Well, it's…it's about Sweets."

Booth's eyebrow's rose. "Are you sure you want to talk to me about this? I mean…I'm not sure

I…"

"Booth…I…I need to talk to someone, and well, you're usually the one I talk to, but…if you are busy, well…" she moved to stand, but he beat her to it, putting his hands on her shoulders and easing her back to the bed.

"I'm the one, Bones. I'm the one." The one! "That you talk to, I mean."

She waited until he'd returned to the chair before speaking. "Well…I was in Sweets' room, and he asked if he could talk to me."

Booth nodded, "Okay…"

"Well, and he said… he said there was a girl he liked, and he wondered if I would maybe help him…maybe figure out the best way to tell her?"

Booth sat back. Hmmm…that was an interesting turn of events. "Okay, Bones. What did you say?"

"I…think I said yes…and then I said I needed to go…and…then I came here."

Booth nodded. "Okay, well…that was good. I think that's good. I think you should continue to just be nice to him, and if he asks any questions, try to answer them as honestly as possible."

"Really?"

"Well, yes, Bones. Wouldn't you want someone to be honest with you if you asked them questions?"

"Yes, yes, I guess you're right, Booth."

This time when she stood, he let her, and walked with her toward the door.

She put her hand on the knob, but before she turned it, she looked back at him, "Don't tell Sweets I told you, okay?"

He put his hand on the door above her and she had to duck a bit below his arm to leave the room. "Sure, Bones…sure"

He waited until she was in her room before closing his door.

Okay…so…