This is the tag for The Boy in the Shroud. If you remember the episode, you'll remember that this is where Brennan and Cam reached an agreement on how to conduct themselves in the lab so that they could learn to work together. Now, had Cam not slept with Booth I would have probably started liking her from this point on...but she just couldn't keep her hands off our boy, so now I am going to torture her a little more. Cause I'm petty like that.

I don't own Bones. And I'm not reading the season final spoilers. I promise.

Tears

"I don't see what the problem is, Seeley. I simply want to have a discussion with Dr. Brennan about her conduct in the lab and how she conducts my team. It's business." Cam rounded her desk and sauntered to Booth's side, throwing every bit of feminine wiles she possessed his way.

"Don't call me Seeley, Cam. Ever." Booth sidestepped Cam's advance and walked to the doorway. "And don't call the squints "your team" around Bones. You haven't been here long enough to engender that kind of loyalty. From anyone."

Cam wasn't a stupid woman. She heard and understood the inflection in Booth's tone, knowing that he was letting her know just where he stood. Hell, he had told her as much with his, "I'm with Bones, Cam. All the way. Don't doubt it for a second." pronouncement earlier that week. But if she was anything, Cam was persistent. And was never a quitter. She had applied for this job with the express intent of getting close to Booth again and she wasn't going to let a little thing like him being engaged stop her from her goal. Booth and Brennan weren't married...yet. And she thought that she still had a better than average chance of getting what she wanted.

"Booth, whether anyone likes it or not, they are my team. Not Brennan's. She is my employee and I am her boss. I recognize that the board has made their choice if it comes down to her or me, but that doesn't mean that she can walk all over my authority. I am still in charge in this lab. And you and she will conduct yourselves professionally here, your relationship notwithstanding. I just want to make those parameters clear with her." Cam moved to sit back behind her desk, turning to indicate that the discussion was closed.

Booth moved to the front of the desk, placing his fingertips on the surface and leaning over it to glare directly into her eyes. "No, what you're doing is being petty and mean, Cam. And unprofessional yourself. Bones and I have conducted ourselves with the utmost professionalism in the lab and in the field, and all you're doing is coming off as a jealous bitch."

Cam scoffed at his pronouncement and shook her head. "You certainly think a lot of yourself there, Booth. What's wrong, can't imagine that anyone would turn you down?"

"Hardly. I know bullshit when I see it, Camille. And you're neck-deep right now. I am going to tell you this one more time, and if anything else comes up I will use every ounce of power I have to get you bounced out of here on your ass so fast your head will spin." Standing back up to full height, he glared at her. "I am in love with Temperance. We are getting married. There is nothing that you or any other woman on this planet can do to stop that. She and Parker are my entire world, and they always will be. What you and I had all those years ago amounted to nothing more than 'friends with benefits', that's it. Sex and fun. I wasn't in love with you, and probably never would have been. But we were friends, Cam. And I just don't understand what the hell happened to you to make you into this...hateful, vengeful person. You used to be kind, Camille."

A sudden rush of guilt passed through Cam as she listened to Booth's impassioned speech. But she tamped it back down viciously and continued glaring. "I am kind, Seeley. But what I am not is a pushover, and that woman is not in charge here. She never was. So the sooner that she accepts that and begins to know exactly what her place is, the better for everyone involved. I may not be able to fire her, but she isn't the only one who works here, you know. I would hate for Angela to have to look for another job in this economy." The threat wasn't even oblique, it was loud and clear.

Rearing back on his heels, Booth just shook his head. "Fine. We're going to play it that way, are we? Well, then I guess I can tell Bones that her thoughts of leaving here aren't as bad an idea as we thought."

Cam chuffed a laugh. "She won't leave here."

Booth leaned up again, his voice dangerous and smooth. "Wanna bet? She gets offers from all over the country, wanting her expertise. She is the best forensic anthropologist in the world, Camille. Everyone wants her."

"As if you'd let her go."

"I wouldn't have to, there are field offices all over. I can transfer."

"And leave Parker?"

"You have never met Parker, you don't know anything about him. And we could work something out. So yes, I would leave DC to follow her anywhere." Booth finally turned again and went to leave. "Think about it, Cam. There are powerful people here who could effectively ruin your career. Without breaking a sweat or feeling the least bit sorry about it. You are the one who needs to fall in line, not Bones. She will work with you if you are reasonable, and I know that you can be. So the ball is in your court, boss lady. I'll be interested to see how you play it." And with a sarcastic salute, he was gone.

Cam sat at her desk, twisting a pen in her hands and going over the conversation in her head. Nothing in Booth's demeanor showed a single crack, a trace of doubt that he was sticking with Brennan. While she had started this thing with every confidence that she could wrestle Booth away from Brennan, the cold reality that he truly and forever belonged to Temperance Brennan was setting in like a ball of steel in her gut. Sighing, she threw the pen down in defeat and swiped at her face, ridding herself of the last tears that she would ever shed for Seeley Booth.