A/N: Wow, ok, due to an insane amount of reviews from so many wonderful people, I felt the need to update!! Honestly, you all are just so nice and supportive. I can't say it enough; thank you, thank you, thank you!! I was toying with the idea of changing this to an M, but I'm attached to my T rating, so no full-out smut this time around. Enjoy!!

Chapter 11: Interruptions

Brennan's first instinct was to shove him away, order him back to his own room and Zach, but her old self was saved from further thought by the revelation brought out by bimbo Temperance's thoughts. You want this.

And it was true; she did want it. Somewhere deep down inside her, she always had. So, she made no protest as his lips came over hers. She was still pinned against the door, and she put her hands on his arms and brought them around her waist before moving her own hands around his neck. Feeling an encore appearance by bold Temperance, she deepened the kiss, running her tongue over his mouth until he opened it and let her in.



She explored this new territory with an equally new hunger, feeling his own tongue as it did battle with her own. She didn't want to break the kiss; it was the last thing she wanted to do, but she needed air, so she pulled apart from him, heaving in gulps of air while he did the same.

Suddenly feeling strange, she bit her lip and looked everywhere but at him. Bold Temperance had clearly gone into hiding, or was at least taking a bathroom break. It seemed it was the latter, because the bold feeling returned in full force, and she locked eyes with him, pressing herself against him and forcing him backward onto the bed.

She crawled over him and looked at the shocked yet pleased expression on his face. It was probably one of the sexiest expressions she'd ever seen grace his face. She brought her face down to his and kissed him again, light teasing kisses, over his mouth, cheeks, and jawline. She felt his hands rest on her hips, and a delightful little shiver ran through her. Then she heard something out of place. She ignored it though, and continued concentrating on tasting the wonderfulness that was Seeley Booth.

She didn't get much farther though, as his voice broke through her sex-addled brain, taking control away from what she felt must be sex kitten Temperance.

"Uh, Bones?"

"What?" She thought she sounded drunk, but if she did, it was because of him. He was better than the finest wine in the world, and she had had her fair share of fine wines.

"Your phone's ringing."

"So?" Her phone seemed so unimportant, but it wouldn't stop ringing.

"It might be important."

She sighed, heaved herself off of him, crossed the room, and opened her phone.

"Hello? Cam, hi…Yea, Booth came to me for a consult in Marathon…A few more days, I should think…I don't know why they're all here; they just showed up at the airport…I haven't seen Angela in awhile, actually…Yea, I'll tell her to call you when I see her…No, I don't have his number; he wouldn't give it to me either…It's been sunny, but it's raining now…Uh, huh, you too…Good-bye." She closed her phone.



"What was so important about that? It could've waited until morning," she muttered. She turned around, and found him in front of her. She gave a little jump of surprise, making him smile at her.

"Do you always have to do that?" she asked.

"Do what?"

"Every time I turn around, you're right in front of me. It always startles me."

"You should be used to it by now then." He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. "Now, where were we?"

"Mood's gone, Booth. Cam killed it."

"Maybe for you, but I for one, am still totally in the mood."



His lips met hers again, the urgency and desire behind the kiss evident. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the moment, trying hard not to think of anything but the feel of his mouth on hers, about the way his arms wrapped around her, and the feeling of his hair beneath her fingers as her hands found the back of his head.

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Jack came back in from the rain, a dejected look on his face. He entered their room to find Angela in bed with a romance paperback. She looked up when she heard the door shut.

"Is it bad?" she asked.

"Not if you don't mind a wet ass tomorrow."

She grinned and patted the bed beside her. "Come to bed. I've just started a really steamy scene in this novel, and you know what those do to me." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"I'm so there!" Hodgins undressed with the speed of light and dove into the bed.

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After Booth left, Zach debated whether or not to go to Dr. Brennan's room to share what he'd found. He decided it might be a bad idea, and tried to get some sleep. His discovery wouldn't let him fall asleep however, so he ended up just sitting in the dark, building up the courage to go tell Booth.

Finally, he sat up, and headed to the room 2 doors down.

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When Brennan and Booth pulled apart, Brennan found herself looking at the ground; more specifically at his socks.



"Could you…take those off? It's really difficult to take you seriously when you have them on."

He gave her a quizzical expression, which then melted into a look of pure mischief.

"All right, but you have to take something off too."

"But, I'm not wearing any socks."

"I know." His eyebrow went up.

"Must you turn everything into a game?"

"Yes, I think I must." He sat on the bed and pulled his socks off, hurling them in her direction. "Now you."

"Fine." With a smug look on her face, she took the clip out of her hair, letting it fall loose behind her shoulders.



"Come on Bones, that doesn't count!"

"You said I had to take something off; I took the clip off."

"No, you took the clip out. It's different." She threw the clip at him, which he caught and put on the nightstand next to the bed. "Something else."

"Baby," She said with a grin, letting him know she was teasing. She thought for a moment, then reached under and behind the t-shirt she was wearing, unhooked her strapless bra, pulled it out, and threw it at him. He caught that too, and held it, flustered, and even more turned on than he'd been before.

"Happy now?" she asked. He just nodded dumbly.

"Your turn."

He pulled his shirt off in one swift movement and tossed it to her. She put it on top of the socks, and attempted to keep herself from staring. She didn't make it very long. Bimbo Temperance wanted to look.

"Come here."

Normally, she would've protested his ordering her to do anything, but she couldn't bring herself to do anything except obey. The tone of his voice commanded it. It was pure seduction; oozing sex, and she was powerless against it. As strong as she was, she was no match for those two words.

She strode over to him, and sat in his lap, facing him, her legs wrapping around him. His hand ran through the soft strands of her hair, and he tilted her chin and kissed her again, her chest pressed up against his. It felt so good, this contact. She never wanted it to end, and she wanted more of it; she wanted him.

When they broke apart, his fingers found the bottom of her shirt, and he started to pull it up. She noted that his hands were shaking; he was nervous, maybe even scared. And when she looked at her own, she saw hers were shaking too. She hadn't even noticed. Her shirt went up, revealing more and more skin, and it was almost up to the bottom of her breasts when there was a soft yet insistent knock at the door.



Booth's hands froze, leaving Brennan's shirt halfway up. They both looked at the door. Booth decided that he would murder whoever was on the other side. Just kill them. Even if it was Ed McMahon with a huge check, telling him he'd won a million dollars. He'd kill him; shove that check so far up his… Brennan's voice cut off his homicidal musings.

"Should we answer it?" As if in answer, the knock repeated itself.

Booth sighed. "Might as well, or they'll never go away."

Brennan crawled off him, easing her shirt back down, and made her way to the door. She looked in the peephole and opened the door to reveal Zach, in pajamas with feet.

"Zach? What is it?"

"I found something about the case. I was trying to tell Agent Booth earlier, but he left before I could. It's important, I believe, and I didn't want to wait until morning. Hello, Agent Booth." He waved a hand in greeting, noticing Booth on the bed.



Booth gave him a forced smile, and nodded in acknowledgment, snorting back laughter when he caught sight of Zach's footie pajamas. "Let's hear it Zach." Despite the kid's awful timing, his curiosity was piqued. If Zach had discovered some new information, he could use it to worm his way into the investigation.

"I was reading articles in the local papers from when Adrian Riker first went missing. He lived on the mainland, in Miami. His employer was the one who filed the missing persons report after he never showed up for work." Zach paused to take a breath.

"Ok; you'd better not be finished," Booth told him.

"I'm not. Adrian Riker also had a wife, named Janet, a Miami police officer." Zach smiled, proud of himself.

"Yea, Zach, I'm gonna pound you now." Booth was irritated with the interruption. No doubt Officers Crosby and Wilson already knew all of this.

"Still not finished. Janet Riker never reported him missing; in fact she moved to Marathon not too long after the report was filed, reverted back to her maiden name, and is the woman you know as Officer Wilson, one of the two rent-a-cop bastards."

"How'd you find all that out?" Booth was reeling from the information.

"A master never shares his secrets," Zach said with a grin.

"Her investigating the case is a conflict of interest," Brennan thought aloud.

"Exactly. Which means I can step in! Yes!! Anything else Zach?"

"Actually, yes. She also has a sister, who has lived here for years. You might want to talk to her."

Booth rubbed his hands together. "Oh, this is excellent! I'll look her up in the morning. You have an address?"

Zach nodded and handed him a slip of paper with the address for Nadine Wilson.

"Thanks Zach, good work! This case will be mine yet!"

Having finished with Zach, Booth propelled him towards the door, shut it behind him, then turned back to Brennan.

"Where were we?"

In answer, Brennan moved him back to the bed, pushing him down onto it, and resuming her earlier position. She felt that same wonderful shiver as he began his second attempt at removing her shirt. But, alas, it was not to be, as there was another knock on the door, followed by Zach's voice.

"Agent Booth? It appears I have left my key in the room. Do you have yours?"

Booth sighed. Brennan stood to let him up, and he grabbed his keycard from the nightstand and opened the door to give it to Zach.

"Thank you Agent Booth."

"Zach, is there anything else? Any other reason you might have to knock at the door?"

"Not that I can think of, Agent Booth."

"Ok, good." He shut the door in Zach's face and went back to Bones, who was yawning.

He was almost to the bed when there was another knock.

"I am going to kill him; I don't care if they lock me up for eternity," he muttered. He opened the door.

"What?"

"I can't open the door."

"I thought you could!"

"Perhaps that last time was a fluke. Could you open it for me please?"



"Do I have a choice?" He grabbed the card to Brennan's room so he could let himself back in, took Zach's card, and followed him to the door. He ran the card through. The light didn't turn. He tried again. Still nothing. He glared, first at Zach, then the offending card. After futilely kicking and pounding it until his fist was sore, he tried one last time. The light turned green.

"There ya go. Good night. And stay in there this time."

"Good night Agent Booth." Zach disappeared inside, and Booth ran back to Brennan's room. He let himself in, grumbling when the light turned on the first try. He stepped inside, shutting the door.

"Bones?" She was in bed, fast asleep. He thought about waking her, but decided against it. She looked peaceful. He crawled in next to her, and snuggled up close, looking forward to what the investigation tomorrow might turn up.

A/N: That got kinda long! But, I couldn't find a good stopping place before right here, so I guess that's the way it is! Let me know what you thought, please!