Chapter 10

"Angela! It's a five hour drive, are you sure it can't wait?"

"Sweetie, please, if I hadn't got this damn flu I would have gone there myself, but I can't now. Maybe it was something I ate last night?"

Brennan sighed. She had hoped this day would start out better than the last, but she realized now; that wasn't possible as long as they were stuck in each other's bodies. The party had ended with both Hodgins and Cam finding out the truth. Brennan hated it, hated the fact that they knew everything. That they would enjoy making fun of her and Booth, and there seemed to be nothing they could do to get back to normal. And to make things worse, Angela had to complicate things even more. Brennan knew it was irrational, but she hated the thought of saying no to her best friend, especially when she was sick. She sounded so sad about missing the auction. Brennan grimaced and sighed, slightly annoyed.

"It's in the middle of nowhere, take Booth with you. I don't like the thought of sending you out there alone."

"Ange! I haven't even agreed yet, and I can take care of myself. Besides I'm sure Booth wouldn't want to go."

"Of course he does, and besides… it will give you two some time to work on that loving feeling."

Brennan could easily imagine the smile on the artists face. She was just about to speak, when Booth came back from the bathroom. He smiled at her.

"Hold on," Brennan told Angela. "Booth, Angela has the flu, she wants us to go to an auction out in the countryside to buy her a painting. I don't know what to tell her."

He seemed to think it through, then he smiled. "Tell her we'll go."

"We are?"

"Why not?"

Brennan shrugged. "Booth says we'll go," she said into the phone.

"Thanks sweetie, you're the best, give Booth a kiss from me will you."

"Uhm…" Brennan mumbled, glancing up at her partner. "I don't think that is such a good idea considering what happened the last time we kissed," she said without thinking.

"You… oh my god! What happened?" Angela chucked. "Wow that really made my day sweetie. But you know what, I'm too tired now," she sighed. "You've got to tell me everything when you get back."

Brennan grimaced, but agreed. They hung up and Brennan turned to Booth. "We better get going then, it's going to be a long drive and I want to make it back at a decent hour," she said.

"Whoa, I didn't think it was… you know, now."

"Do you have plans for today?"

"Well… no but…"

"But what?"

Booth shrugged. "Nothing, let's go then."

"Can we stop by your place; I need to change my clothes."

"Uh… sure Bones."

XxxxX

Dressed in jeans and one of Booth's white shirts, Brennan was ready to go. When she climbed back into the SUV she received a raised eyebrow and a little whistle.

She smiled, but the question was evident in her eyes.

"Where did you find that one?" Booth finally asked.

"The shirt?"

Booth nodded.

"In your closet."

Booth snorted, rolling his eyes at the answer.

"I was thinking about taking a black one, but the white makes a better contrast to your hair and it makes your skin seem tanner. In fact white is a very flattering color for your body," she stated.

"Whoa, Bones, I didn't know you were into fashion," he joked, trying to hide the awkwardness her words had caused.

"I'm not, it was just an observation I did while getting dressed. I also think this shirt, considering its thin material, shows off your muscles in a very attractive way."

"That's great Bones," Booth muttered, desperately wishing this conversation would take another turn. It wasn't that he didn't like what she was saying, in fact it was very flattering, and it made his ego puff up a little bit. He couldn't help but smirk.

"So," he began. "You think I'm attractive then?"

That caught Brennan off guard and she simply stared at him for a while. Then she nodded. "Yes," she confessed.

Booth laughed softly, but remained silent as the car was making its way out of the city.

XxxxX

TBC ;)