Thanks for the reviews and alerts. Here's the next chapter.

Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Fox.

This one was inspired by the suggestion: the lab (suggested by kaloblack) and for sportsbabe527 who suggested Angela's office.

The Lab- Angela plays a prank on our favorite couple to get them together.

It was late and the employees of the lab were gone, except for one: Dr. Temperance Brennan. Brennan exited her office to continue with her examination of the remains she was currently working on. She walked to bone storage and got to work.

A few minutes later the alarms went off. Brennan quickly walked to the decontamination shower in the corner of the room, removing her clothing in the process. Brennan waited with her back to the room's door for the personnel to show up and clear the room in order for her to be able to get out.

Brennan exited the decontamination shower and knew she was risking it, but it was too quiet. "Where are my clothes?" Brennan's clothes were gone. "What's going on here?" Brennan whispered to herself.

"Whoa! Bones you have to give a warning if you're not wearing any clothes." Booth showed up after a few minutes and was surprised to find Brennan standing naked in the middle of bone storage, obviously wet.

"The alarms went off and I had to go into the decontamination shower. I waited, but no one showed up. When I exited the shower my clothes were gone." Brennan placed her hands on her hips in annoyance. Booth gulped at the sight.

"There's no one else." He managed to say, his eyes glued to her body.

"What are you doing here, Booth?" Brennan asked as she moved to stand closer to him.

"I came to drag you out of here. I knew you'd be working late. I got a message from you a few minutes ago saying that you were in here." He spoke as he kept his eyes on hers.

"I didn't send you a message. My phone was in my lab coat and my clothes are gone." Brennan squinted her eyes as she thought that something was obviously going on.

"I left my jacket in the car, but here." Booth, who was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, removed his t-shirt and handed it to her. Brennan thanked him and put it on. The shirt barely covered her sex and behind and Booth couldn't help but think she look hot.

They walked towards Brennan's office and found that it was looked. "That's odd, I left it unlocked." Brennan turned to walk towards the lab's main entrance. Booth walked behind her and couldn't keep his eyes off of her body.

"What!?" They said in unison as they found the doors to be locked too. "Angela." They looked at each other as they said the name of the artist in unison and walked hastily to the artist's office.

The office was empty, but not locked. The tightness in Booth's pants grew as he saw Brennan walk inside the office, the t-shirt rose up with every step just enough to give him a glimpse of her ass. Booth took in a deep breath and walked over to sit on Angela's couch. He needed to calm himself before Brennan noticed his prominent arousal. The last thing he needed was pissed off Brennan to turn on him for not taking the situation seriously.

Brennan walked over to Angela's desk and a flashy colored piece of paper caught her eye. Picking it up, Brennan read:

Enjoy the stud muffin.

Brennan gritted her teeth. Was Booth a part of this? Brennan turned to look at Booth with narrowed eyes. As she walked closer to where Booth was sitting, she noted the bulge in his pants. He finds this arousing? I can use that in my favor.

Booth gulped hard as he saw the look in Brennan's eyes as she approached him. Busted. Booth thought.

Brennan straddled his hips and locked her arms around his neck. She looked at him and had a sweet smile and Booth knew that he was in trouble. "Bones?" He squeaked.

"Booth, are you in cooperation with Angela?" Brennan asked in a voice that sent shivers down his spine. Booth was unable to answer. "Booth?" Brennan rotated her hips causing them both to moan. Booth's hands flew to grab her hips. Brennan smiled knowing she had him. "Are you going to answer me?" Brennan leaned and took his lips in a passionate kiss as her hands roamed over his chest. His hands slipped under the t-shirt and went up and down her sides. Who had who?

"Booth, I'm waiting for an answer." Brennan's hands began to work on his belt buckle and Booth was still unable to answer. Her hand slipped under the waistband of his boxers and cupped him in her hand. She gave him a squeeze before stroking him. Booth groaned in pleasure at was she was doing.

Her hand had gained speed and pressure creating the perfect combination. Booth was close and Brennan could feel his need for release. Instead of giving him his release, Brennan stopped her movements. Booth whimpered. "Answer me."

"No, fuck, no. I didn't know." Booth bucked his hips forward in an attempt to reach his release. He was so close. "I didn't tell her about us." Booth's tone showed his need, but Brennan knew he was telling the truth. As a reward for answering, Brennan's hand started to stroke him once more. Booth pulled her in for a kiss as he neared his release.

Brennan took him in her mouth just in time. As she sucked him dry, Booth ran his hand through her hair. She released him with a pop and Booth immediately pulled her in for a kiss. "I love you." He told her as his hands wrapped around her once again. "I didn't tell her anything. We agreed we would do it tomorrow. Together." Brennan wrapped her arms around him too.

"I believe you." She kissed him again.

"Hey, let's find another way out of here. It's your turn to get a release." His voice was husky. "Hey, in punishment we should make Angela wait a little longer until we tell her." Booth said in a playful tone.

"Yes, we should. And she's going to get a very long lecture on the use of safety alarms in the lab." They rose from the couch and quickly made their way out of the artist's office.

I know…little twist at the end. Comments, suggestions; please review. :)

Next ch is titled 'What!?!', any guesses?