Calm and regularly he pressed the content of the canula under the skin. He felt how her pulse accelerated, when he pulled the needle out of her skin and took the blood coming out of the wound with a cotton pad. Her face showed several punctures, which became red and redder by the time. At some spots rests of blood were visible, that oozed out of the wounds.

"Damn" he swore, as he pulled the needled out of the skin for another time and the bleeding didn't stop as soon as before. He pressed the cotton pad harder on the skin, when he noticed that the woman started to move disturbingly.

"Don't worry, I just hit a vein, it will stop in a second." He said with a lulling voice. He took the pad away and checked if there was still blood dripping out of the puncture. When the seeping seemed to have stopped he put down the syringe, threw the needle in the trash and took a seat again.

By hearing this noise, the patient had opened her eyes again which she had hold close during the whole treatment.

"So, that's it" He said and waited for her to stand up and to leave the room. Still a little dizzy the patient arose slowly and shook the hand of the doctor.

"Thank you."

"You'll receive the bill during the next week. " He replied cold and interrupted her, who still wanted to say something. "Don't forget to get an appointment for the aftertreatment at reception." And to pay the damn bill...He kept the last part to himself. But if she did not leave the room soon, he would throw her out with his own hands.

Finally the door closed behind her and he breathed out loud. It seemed like nobody wanted to leave quickly today. Everyone is so keen on doing Smalltalk...they had no idea how much they antagonized him.

He almost banged the door closed when he stepped out on the floor. There were still patients cavorting in the waiting room, although it was already after 5 pm and he actually wanted to go home.

The assistant at reception was holding the next file in her hand. "Mr. Kline...liposuction." she murmured. But he was used to her unclear way of speaking and lame operation method.

He took the file and went towards surgery 3, where Mr. Kline was already waiting for him.

Cam collected her files and notes. The meeting was finished just a few minutes ago and most scientists had already left the room whispering. Dr. Brennan and Booth were standing together next to the table and talked quietly.

Cam could not understand everything they were saying, but the words „with me", „sleep" and „rose" made it to her ear clearly. She knew that the fact, that the thing between Booth and her, which she didn't actually want to call relationship, was over. But if Booth really started something with Dr. Brennan…she didn't know what to think of it. Already the fact, that these word pieces let her listen attentively, surprised her.

Dr. Brennan pushed herself past Booth, who was still talking to her and walked towards the door. Booth followed her immediately and just wanted to say something, when his glance met Cam's, who had looked up by now and was observing them obviously.

Booth froze for a moment, just to say „Bye, Cam" and run after Dr. Brennan, who was at in the lead at least for 30 m.



Cam needed a minute to collect her thoughts. What was that? Was it even embarrassing for Booth when she could hear his conversations with Dr. Brennan? Although she should actually concentrate on the leak in the Jeffersonian, but her thoughts circled around something totally different...

Bones stormed in her office, got her bag from the floor and pretty much threw it on the stool. When Booth entered the room, she was going through her purse until she had the rose and the card in the plastic bag in her hand.

„I don't think this is a good idea, if you…" started Booth.

"Booth, it's only a rose!" Bones interrupted him and looked at him frowning her forehead.

Booth sighed. "I wasn't talking about the rose." He pointed at the flower, which had some thorns, but had not been the reason for his concern.

„Oh." Bones dropped her hand with the rose uncertainly. "I...I have to bring this to Hodgins..maybe he can.." she pointed at the door several times and took a step towards Booth. Booth made just enough space for her so that she could pass him. But then he braced his arms against the door frame, so that Bones was pinned between him and the door frame.

„Booth, what..?" She looked directly into his eyes and he could she the emerging anger in her eyes.

"I don't want you to be alone. Not now. Not after..." he pointed at the rose.

Bones looked away. "You can't quarter at my apartement only because someone is leaving a rose in front of my door!"

Booth loosened his posture a little but did not make the way free. "It won't be for long. Only one or two days."

Bones turned to him indignantly. "One or two days ?!"

Booth shrugged his shoulders. "Just until grass has grown over this."

"Do you know how long it takes grass to grow? It could take weeks!"

Booth grinned at this answer. "Proverb, Bones...it's a Proverb."

Bones pushed Booth's arm aside outraged, so that she became free and could pass him. He was looking after her with a smile. Bones always took everything by word, but this? Was it possible that the prospect of him sleeping over at her place again make her nervous ? Booth didn't know. But he liked the thought that this could be the reason for her reaction.

"WOW" Hodgins called out, when Bones showed him the rose. "Who gave you this beautiful rose ?" he asked mischievously.

Bones laid the plastic bag with the card on one of the lab tables. "No idea. But I'm acutally more interested with what this card was written."

Hodgins frowned his forehead, took the bag in his hand and looked at it. "Looks like..." He looked at Bones, who nooded affirming.

„I will test a part of this card with luminole-solution." He went to the chemical cabinet and got a small barrel with a liquid out of it. "Was the rose with the card ?"



Bones leaned back against one of the tables and crossed her arms in front of her. "Both laid in front of my front door."

Hodgins stopped his move. "Does Booth know about this?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yes, and he's totally overreacting." Bones grabbed the scissors and cut of a piece of the card.

Hodgins pulled a pipette out of the box, opened the barrel and dribbled a few drops of the solution on the paper. "Really?" he threw the pipette in the trash and went to the computer to turn off the lights. "If someone would leave such a card in front of Angela's door..."

Bones stepped closer. "Yeah, but you and Ange are a couple...Booth and I...we.."

Hodgins turned around. " I don't think this makes any difference to him."

Both looked at each other for a moment. Then Bones' glance went down and she saw the blue-white luminescent spots on the paper.

Hodgins gasped. "The test is positive."

Bones sighed and frowned her forehead. "Someone wrote on the card with blood."