Disclaimer: Don't own Bones

A/n: Just because I love Sweets and I realized I've been neglecting him in this story! What do ya think?

Changes in the Status Quo


"All right," he began patiently. "Who would like to start?"

Two pairs of eyes looked at him impassively and Sweets started to lose his cool.

"We are going to talk about this," he tried again, voice rising slightly.

"There's nothing to talk about," Booth declared calmly.

"I caught you making out in the observation room," Sweets huffed in disbelief, finally losing his patience.

"Whoa, we were not making out," Booth was quick to correct. "It was a kiss and our relationship is none of your business."

"A relationship you've been hiding!" he accused heatedly. "How long has this been going on?"

"Not that long," Brennan shrugged casually, cool and collected as always. "And it has nothing to do with our work, thus it doesn't really concern you in your role as our therapist."

"Are you serious?" Sweets gaped. "You think this won't affect your work? How can you possibly believe that …"

"Because, Sweets, the way I feel about Bones doesn't change just because there's a new title attached to our relationship."

Booth rose from the couch and fiddled with his tie in an automatic gesture of impatience. Seeing that her partner was getting antsy, Brennan decided it was time to end this particular session.

"Don't worry, Sweets," she soothed their agitated young therapist. "Really, the only thing that's changed is that Booth and I have sex now."

"Ugh, Bones, don't talk about sex in front of the kid," Booth groaned, helping her into her coat. "We might traumatize him."

"Guys, it's not that simple …" he tried again, but they were already out the door. On a frustrated grunt, Sweets let his head fall back, closing his eyes briefly.

Well, he decided optimistically, at least now I can cross off unbearable sexual tension from the list.