As soon as I enter the room she slowly begins to fidget, refusing to look up at me. I slowly step across the room and take a seat in the chair across from the bed. I know where she wants me to be but the butterflies that are filling my being have won the battle and now she will have to deal with just close enough. She mumbles lightly then looks up, locking her eyes with mine.

"You think I am pretty?" Her angelic voice cracks.

"Of course Bones, you're beautiful." I lightly smile, "Any man would be stupid to not see that."

"You always say that but…" She breaks her gaze as her eyes flutter down, "you really think… I… I… am pretty?"

I nod slowly as I watch her begin to slowly blush.

"Even in that hospital gown, you look amazing." And that did it; her once light pink checks have now taken a bright red hue.

"Oh… okay." She speaks hesitantly as she pushes a half eaten sandwich around her plate.

"I see you haven't eaten your lunch." I let out a sigh; we both know why she hasn't eaten. "Bones, you gotta eat if you want any chance of getting out of here."

"But I wasn't hungry." She whines. "Have you eaten lunch?" She turns the tables on me and it sucks. We both know I have not eaten either.

"No but…"

"Pudding?" She mumbles softly, tapping the lid with a spoon.

"Huh?" I lean in, practically falling onto the bed and smile, knowing exactly what she is doing.

"Pudding… do you want my pudding?" She taps the lid once more and smiles, "It is vanilla."

"You don't like vanilla pudding though…"

"I know but you do." She giggles lightly.

"So you knew I would come back?" I walk to the side of her bed and slide in next to her.

"You always do." She beams, handing me the spoon.

"I will only eat this if you finish your lunch," I eye her once then tap the plate with my spoon, "all of your lunch."

"But…"

"Bones…" I take a scoop of the pudding and poke her chin with it, "don't make me make you eat this."

"Vanilla pudding… the horror." She puts her hands up defensively and laughs.

"No, vanilla pudding… the best hospital food ever." I pull the full spoon to my lips and swallowing the spoon full whole, "It really does wonders when you are sick. You really should eat some."

"I should you say?" She teases. "I am always up for some research." Her voice is dripping with seduction, causing me to shift uncomfortably on the increasingly small bed.

"Ye… yes…" I stutter, focusing on the small cup of white salvation before me.

"Well maybe I will." She smiles, leaning across the bed and licking the small bit of pudding off my bottom lip.

"I still don't like it but you are right" She smirks, "I feel better already." She giggles lightly as I turn bright red, refusing to look up from the cup.

"And Booth?"

I shift my body in acknowledgement, trying to will myself not to do anything I regret.

"I think you're pretty too."