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Oliver Laurier
Booth was driving them both home from work and dinner late that evening. Angela had insisted on taking Christine home to their house at a normal hour and that Booth and Brennan go out for dinner to a fancy restaurant to celebrate their engagement.
Booth was driving in front of their house when, instead of parking, he continued to drive past it and away.
"What are you doing?" Brennan asked him. "You just missed the house."
"I know," Booth told her. He pulled onto another block and parked the SUV. "There was someone in the neighbor's tree watching the house. I'm going to go check it out. Wait here."
"Booth, you're being ridiculous. It's probably nothing. Maybe someone was just climbing up the tree because there was something stuck in it."
"With a camera and binoculars? Sorry, Bones, I'd prefer to not take a chance if someone is stalking us. Now, wait here. I'll be right back." She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. Booth got out of the car and as soon as he started walking toward the tree she got out of the car too. Booth heard her and turned to glare at her. She at least humored him by going to lean against the back of the SUV. He chose not to say anything and continued to the tree.
He got to the tree in such a way that the person's back was to him. Booth had his gun on his hip, just in case.
"FBI! Freeze!" he shouted up to the person. He really startled the person however and the person fell off the branch that he was perched on and landed on his back staring up at Booth with his camera and binoculars on his chest.
"Oliver?" Booth asked.
"What can I do for you, Agent Booth?"
"Well, first you can explain what you were doing in our neighbor's tree," Booth told him as he pulled him up to his feet by the back of his shirt and turned him to face him.
"Oh, really you live around here. I—"
"Cut the crap, Oliver, unless you want me to arrest you now. You've stalked Dr. Brennan for years. I'm sure you knew our address for a while. I'm also sure unless you start talking I can make sure you're placed in a nice and cozy cell with one of the people me and her have put away. I'm sure they'd be thrilled to have a fan of hers in the cell with them." Booth could see Oliver paling at his words.
"Well… um… word is um…"
"Spit it out, Oliver!" Oliver started speaking quickly. He spoke quickly enough where Booth couldn't understand him at all.
"Let's try it again. This time a little slower and space out your words so I might be able to understand you."
"Word is that Dr. Brennan accepted a marriage proposal and the Brennannites want a picture of the ring and asked me to get it."
"I suggest that you get out of here now before I arrest you anyway."
"But what about the picture."
"Now, Oliver!"
"Right," he responded and quickly scurried away.
Booth walked back to the SUV and they both climbed in.
"So?" Brennan asked.
"It was your stalker, Oliver, trying to get a picture of your ring. I told him to get lost," Booth told her as he pulled a U-Turn because it was late enough and the road was empty. He started driving back home.
"I told you it was probably nothing."
"Yeah, well, I wasn't taking a chance." He pulled up to the house and parked. They both got out and went to go relieve Angela of her babysitting duties.
They went into the house and saw Angela sitting on the couch watching TV. She turned to them and got up when she heard the door opening.
"Hey guys. She was absolutely perfect and went down for the night easily a little over an hour ago. Did you guys have fun?" she asked, suggestively, thinking that they were later than what they said they would be because they decided to get a room for a little while to celebrate.
"Yes, Angela. Dinner was excellent. We were later than what we were expecting, however, because Booth saw somebody in the neighbor's tree focusing on our house with a camera and binoculars. It turned out to just be Oliver looking for a picture of the engagement ring for the overzealous fans of mine."
"Wait, Oliver, as in the guy who stalked you for a while?"
"No, the other Oliver that we know that is obsessed with her," Booth said sarcastically.
"Ok. Stupid question. I get it. So wait, did he know the story of you eating the ring in the pie?" They all heard a cough, laugh, snort type thing. That's when Booth and Brennan realized that the window was open and apparently Oliver came back to try to get the picture.
"Apparently now he does," Booth said dryly. He then raised his voice to make sure Oliver could hear him loud and clear. "But if he says anything or writes anything on one of the websites that he's on he better hope that our paths never cross again and he has till the count of three to get lost before I get my gun out… One!..." They heard footsteps running away from the window.
"Well… I'm just gonna go before—" Angela started to say, moving to the door, but she was cut off by Booth.
"Hold it right there, Angela." She stopped in her tracks. "You're the one who spilled the beans so you get to monitor all Bones' crazy fans' sites for a while to play damage control and make sure that nothing appears."
"Right! I can do that! No problem!" she said quickly. "I'm just gonna…" she pointed to the door and went quickly before Booth could give her more to watch or do as revenge or punishment for her big mouth. She shut the door behind her. Booth then went over to the window to close it. He then looked to Brennan.
"I have no chance of that not making it to the internet, do I?" Brennan opened her mouth to speak, but then she closed it again, clearly deciding to not say what she was about to say. After a moment she opened her mouth again.
"Come on, let's head to bed so we can really celebrate," she said, heading to the stairs. She was clearly avoiding the question, but he knew what the answer was anyway.
"Yeah, I didn't think so," he mumbled as he followed her up the steps to really celebrate. He could deal with Oliver later.
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