A/N: I just wanted to say I'm really enjoying writing this fic, and I hope you're enjoying reading it as well!! Without further ado, I give you chap 14!! Enjoy!

Chapter 14: Beach bunnies

"Feeling better Zach?" Hodgins asked dryly as they drove back to the hotel after cleaning up the Corvette as best they could.

"Much better, thank you. In fact, I feel perfectly fine."

"Great," Hodgins replied, drawing out the word, a less than genuine smile plastered on his face. Still, despite the car incident, he was having a decent day. And it wasn't over yet. Not by a long shot.

"Don't go anywhere tonight, Zach," he called back.

"Why?"

"I have something else planned."

Angela glanced at him. "I hope it doesn't involve me because I'm gonna snag Bren for some long overdue girl talk tonight."

"Nope, it's a guys only thing."

"Good."

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After leaving the diner, Brennan was still quite breathless from the quickie in the bathroom. She leaned against the door of the car and took several even breaths, trying to get her body regulated 

again. Once this was achieved, she clambered into the passenger side, and after Booth climbed in, they were off to the morgue.

Upon arriving, Booth strode up to the receptionist. After introductions, he asked if Officers Wilson and Crosby were on hand. He wanted to question them, although he didn't mention that to the woman behind the desk.

"They're working on another case in Grassy Key. They're not expected back for a couple of days." Booth gritted his teeth in frustration, then nodded in acknowledgment. He couldn't track them down if they were working elsewhere. It might impede whatever investigation they were working on.

Brennan cut in. "I need to see the remains of Adrian Riker that were brought in."

The receptionist didn't even look at her. "The local forensics team took them this morning for further analysis."

"Well, when will they be brought back here?"



"A couple of days."

"A couple of days for everything," Booth muttered. "Come on, Bones." He ushered her out the door and back to the car.

"Unbelievable," Brennan said as she slumped in the car seat. "We can't do anything until Wilson, Crosby, and the remains come back here."

"You wanna hit the beach?"

She looked over at him, ready to protest. She knew there was nothing they could do about the case for now, but having a good time just didn't seem appropriate. On the other hand…being on the beach with him was tempting.

"All right. Let's head back." She smiled at him and they headed back to the hotel.

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They arrived at the hotel only to find the other three crossing the lobby. Angela turned and saw them and ran over to Brennan.

"Sweetie, you and I are meeting tonight at 8 in the restaurant. We're long overdue for some talking."

"All right, that sounds like fun Ange. Booth and I are going to the beach now."

"Really? Us too! Come by my room before you change. I wanna see your bathing suit." She headed off back to Hodgins and Zach, and they all boarded the elevator together.

Brennan knocked on Angela's room door, leaving Booth in her room. Angela answered it and gestured at her to come in. Brennan entered, hearing water in the bathroom. Hodgins was in the shower, and could be heard clearly humming the theme song from 'The X-Files'.

"Ok, sweetie, let's see it." Brennan unrolled the bathing suit she'd been carrying under her arm and handed it to Angela. Angela's face fell as she looked at it.

"Where did you get this, Bren? The 1920's?"



Brennan looked at her full length, ¾ sleeved black and white striped suit, then back at Angela. "What's wrong with it? It's practical."

"You don't want practical! You want sexy!"

"I do?" Normal Temperance wanted the simple practical suit back, but bimbo Temperance wanted a two piece, something that showed off her body. The two personalities dueled and bimbo Temperance came out on top.

"Yes you do." She opened the bathroom door and tossed the suit in, confident that Brennan wouldn't go in after it.

She opened her suitcase and pulled out the two bikinis she'd packed, laying them out side by side on the bed. "Now, which one for you?" She ended up selecting the skimpiest of the two, navy blue in color. Brennan eyed it. Bimbo Temperance approved, and knew that Booth would too.

"Perfect. Now, take that back to your room and get changed. We'll meet you and Booth in the hallway."



Brennan headed for the door, hearing Hodgins come out of the shower and ask, "Who threw this prison uniform in here? Ange?"

Brennan shut the door behind her, and Hodgins came out, wrapped in a towel, and holding the striped suit.

"That's Bren's old bathing suit," Angela informed him.

Hodgins raised an eyebrow. "This is a bathing suit?!"

"It was 80 years ago." Angela smiled, and plucked the offending suit from his hands.

"God, you look hot in nothing but a towel. It reminds me of that night we were all in quarantine." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his still damp body, moving in for a kiss.

"You know what would be really hot?" he asked after they pulled apart, his hands on her hips.

"What?" she replied, seduction in her voice.

"If you wore that bathing suit." He chuckled and she smacked his shoulder playfully.

"Only if you promise I won't have to wear it for long."

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When Brennan came into her room, she found Booth sprawled on the bed in his bathing suit, a tourism book over his face. He was snoring. Brennan rolled her eyes, a smile gracing her face as she walked over to him and pulled it from his face. He opened his eyes and lifted his head upon seeing her.

"Hey."



"Hey yourself. I'll be ready in a few minutes. I just need to get changed." She leaned over him, pressing a kiss to his cheek before disappearing into the bathroom.

When she emerged, he felt his mouth drop open and he sucked in a deep breath. "Wow, Bones."

"Thank Angela. This is not my suit."

"It should be. It's…wow." He resisted the urge to whistle at her, instead pulling her to him for a kiss. Then they headed out the door together. Angela and Hodgins were already in the hallway, waiting for them. Angela had beach towels and Hodgins had a Frisbee tucked under his arm.

They waited for Zach, who came out minutes later, a large beach towel wrapped around his shoulders and smelling strongly of Angela's sunscreen. He wasn't taking any chances this time.

They headed out for the beach that lay behind the hotel. It was smaller than the one Angela and Hodgins had been to the previous day, but it was still nice, and it was less crowded. Angela and Brennan chose a site and spread out towels. Zach sat down with them and the three watched Hodgins and Booth throw the Frisbee back and forth.



"Come on Zach!" Hodgins called out.

"I don't think I can," Zach called.

Hodgins rolled his eyes, and threw the Frisbee at Zach. He let out a little yell as it sailed to him, throwing his hands up in the hopes that somehow he'd catch it. He didn't and it hit him square in the face. He held up the disc and threw it overhand and sideways. It didn't go very far and rolled through the sand to the water's edge, where Booth recovered it and sent it flying to Hodgins.

"Aren't they so adorable? They're just like little boys…only way hot," Angela smiled. She was hoping to get a response from Brennan that would indicate that she and Booth were together but none was forthcoming. She'd just have to ask flat out when they were at the restaurant. She didn't want to get into a relationship conversation on the beach.

Zach stared at the small waves washing over the sand. He stood up, took a deep breath, slipped off his sandals, and walked to the water's edge, feeling the sand beneath his bare toes. He stuck a foot tentatively in the water, then began wading in carefully, always making sure his feet stayed on solid ground. He couldn't swim, but wading was all right.



Angela and Brennan followed him in, but they went out further, letting the waves carry them out. It was a great feeling for Brennan. She felt free. Hodgins put the Frisbee away on the towel and came in after Angela, wrapping his arms around her from behind. She turned in his embrace and they shared a kiss.

Brennan looked after them, sharing a look with Booth, who was still on the beach, sitting on a towel. She wanted him to get in with them, but then noticed he was on the phone. She came back onto the beach and crashed next to him. He was apparently checking in with Cullen. She waited patiently until he was done.

"Everything all right?" she asked once he'd hung up.

"Yea, I was just bringing Cullen up to speed on the case. Let him know I was working it now."

Brennan nodded and looked out at the sunset.

"It's beautiful," she said quietly, commenting on the pinks, purples, and oranges lighting the sky.



"Yea, it is," he replied. She flushed as she realized he was looking at her, not the sunset. He grinned at her then. "Sorry, that was lame."

"No, it wasn't lame. And if it was, then I suppose I must like lame." She returned his grin and gave his hand a squeeze as their companions returned from the water. They packed up the towels and headed back to the hotel.

A/N: Please R&R!! Next up should be up relatively soon, cause I already have the idea for it! I hope you liked this one and thank you!!