Thanks to everyone who put the story on their favorites or alerts list and to those who reviewed… Here's your reaction from Gordon Gordon as requested by 'itberice'… hope you like… let me know what you think…

Sorrry it took me so long to get up but I've had a lot of projects and books to read for school and such. I've got three more large projects do next week so I make no promises to get another up before that but hopefully I'll be free (or at least more free) after I finish those...

This one takes place the same day as Russ's.


Gordon Gordon

Booth and Brennan walked into Gordon Gordon's restaurant. Gordon Gordon was out in the front of the restaurant and quickly saw them.

"Dr. Brennan, Agent Booth. I wasn't expecting you both tonight. Chef's table?"

"Gordon Gordon!" Booth said. "Not tonight. There's going to be too many of us. Bones' father, brother, and his two daughters are joining us tonight."

"What about your daughter?" Gordon Gordon found her just as irresistible as most.

"She'll get too fussy being out this late and long. She's staying home with Booth's grandfather."

"A full family get together weekend, huh? I didn't miss something, did I? It's not a birthday or holiday."

"Nope. Max just invited himself over to attempt to spoil his granddaughter and decided to invite Russ and the girls too. We are celebrating though."

"Oh?" he asked curious.

"Yep," Booth said smiling. "We're engaged."

"What did I say? Hope and patience. When did you ask?"

"He didn't. I did… or well, I attempted to anyway. It didn't work out too well," she said frowning slightly. Booth chuckled.

"It was an interesting and unique idea. Ok, so you forgot one little detail. You still got the question asked and I still had a ring to give you."

"May I ask? Chef Confidentiality of course if needed."

"Not needed really, since the guys at the office and her lab are already joking about it."

"You didn't tell me that they were giving you a hard time," Brennan told him, sounding slightly hurt that he hadn't.

"They aren't really. I just keep getting a lot of pie deliveries recently. I think they keep sending them because then I'll put it in the break room and the bosses can't really say anything about them pigging out at work." Booth then turned back to Gordon Gordon to answer his question. "She baked an apple pie to ask me."

"Ah. And how did it not work? Did she forget an ingredient and it tasted bad or did she forget to put the ring in?"

"It wasn't either actually. In fact it was really good. Probably it being too good was the issue. The little detail she forgot…"

"Is that he doesn't chew when it comes to good pie and therefore he swallowed the ring whole." Gordon Gordon laughed and Booth shrugged.

"What it was a good pie and I was hungry. I hadn't eaten anything all day."

"Being distracted by the television probably did not help either."

"No, probably not, but you were back at the lab. What else was I supposed to do?"

"You could still eat at the table like a normal person would and chew your food."

"Where's the fun in that," Booth asked her causing her to roll her eyes. He saw that she was about to launch into a speech and flashed her a smile to avoid it, causing her to roll her eyes again.

"So, I suppose that I do not need to whip out the pie recipe that I have discovered recently."

"Still going pieless… Sorry." Gordon Gordon shrugged.

"You'd have been my guinea pig anyway and I wouldn't really want to make you sick on a night you're celebrating. When is everyone else getting here?"

"Soon. Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes depending on traffic," Brennan told him.

"Excellent. I'll have plenty of time to make a special dessert that will be absolutely delicious for you. Seat yourselves anywhere and I will be sure to stop by during your meal and after. Congratulations. I always knew that one of you would ask but it wouldn't be in the traditional sense." He turned to head to the kitchen.

"Gordon!" Booth called after him. He turned back around. "Think Noddy Comet is willing to come back for a few songs at a future reception or something?" He chuckled.

"Sorry, I think his spandex wearing days are long over, but I hear that he has taken up culinary and that he is happy to do the catering for receptions and parties if you are looking for a caterer."

Booth and Brennan looked at each other and knew what the other was thinking.

"Cool. We'll have to discuss the details with him when we have them."

"He'll be waiting for the call." Gordon Gordon headed back to the kitchen as Booth and Brennan went over to a table large enough for everyone.

"Well, at least that's one thing we're not going to need to worry about planning later," Brennan said. Booth nodded and they started to wait for everyone to arrive for dinner.


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