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Chapter 36 – Meeting request

Minutes after they'd left the apartment and were safely on their way to the Jeffersonian; Booth asked with a smile in his voice, "So how does it feel knowing that you'll be Mrs. Booth by the end of the day?"

"Well, it depends," she smirked, "of what you think of everyone calling you Mr. Brennan," Bones countered.

Booth picked up her hand and gently rubbed his thumb over her soft skin, "I don't care what you call yourself, Bones, just as long as you'll be my wife at the end of the day."

Bones smiled and leaned into Booth kissing his cheek lightly. She'd teased him enough, "I'm mulling over some thoughts on that, I'll let you know tomorrow what I decide. Are you alright with that?"

Booth smiled, "sounds just about perfect to me."

"Bones, I've asked Caroline to looking into legally changing Issie's name to Booth. You don't mind, do you?" Suddenly he felt unsure how Bones would feel about it.

"That's fine, Booth. I'm glad you did, I told you, once this was over, I was having her named changed." She leaned in and whispered, "I have big plans for tonight so I hope you don't expect to sleep much."

Currently stopped at a light, he brushed her cheek with his finger tips and sent her a smoldering look that ignited the fire in her soul, "Babe you ain't seen nothing yet."

Once the light turned green, he broke contact and decided he'd better change the subject or they would never make it to their wedding night.

"Bones, do you want to tell the squints all at once. We can always stop by Cam's office on the way in and schedule a meeting with all the squints for 9:30. Would that work for you?" Booth asked.

Bones nodded, "that makes perfect sense. Do you need to discuss lock down procedures with Cam first?"

"No, but the Jeffersonian is going into full lock down mode by Noon today. I've already had extra agents posted at the entrances since sunrise, we should be fine until we tell the squints," Booth answered.

Booth glanced at Brennan and noticed the grin lighting her face, "what's so funny?"

"I can't help it, Booth. I keep thinking about Angela's reaction to the fact that not only am I alive, but we have a daughter, and they'll be a wedding at the Jeffersonian tonight," Brennan laughed. She couldn't help it, it was either laugh or cry, and considering how much crying she'd been doing over the last three years, the choice was easy.

Moments later, Booth slid the SUV into his parking spot at the Jeffersonian. He opened the hatch and pulled out the two overnight bags that he and Bones had packed the night before. Not knowing how WITSEC would manage moving 5 people on a moment's notice, each packed a weekend bag just in case.

Brennan reached for her bag, which Booth insisted on shouldering, "Booth, give me that bag. I can carry my own!"

"Quiet, it's your wedding day. Let your future husband do something nice for you," Booth countered. Brennan turned towards Booth her lips curving into a smile as she fingered his lapel, batting those her emerald green eyes at him, "Booth, you can't shoot if both your hands are occupied," she mocked.

Booth grinned she definitely had him. He leaned in and kissed her lips softly, "Well, it's a good thing that I have your around to correct those mistakes, isn't it?"

Neither noticed the car containing a beautiful brunette and a curly hair man passing them. Angela watched as Booth leaned in to kiss Patty and squealed, "Oh my god Jack, did you see that?"

Hodgins teased, "You mean Booth kissing Patty, nope didn't see a thing Ang."

"Oh my God, oh my God, it worked, it worked, I'm a genius," Angela crowed

"Did you see that kiss, those two had sex last night or my name isn't Hodgins." She was ecstatic; Booth was finally getting over Bren and had taken her advice, thank God. After Hodgins parked the car, they walked arm in arm towards the lab with Angela's excited chatter puncturing the air every few feet. "Did you see, they were both carrying overnight bags, I bet they're planning to go away for the weekend."

Jack eyed his wife, "Why would they be bringing in overnight bags, when they commute together?"

Angela answered quickly, "oh I don't know. Maybe they're planning on changing before they leave. I have no clue, Jack, don't confuse me with inconsequential details, this is so exciting that I can't wait to tell Cam."

Angela fairly skipped the rest of the way into the Jeffersonian determined to find Cam. She couldn't wait to tell her.

As the lobby doors slid open, Angela noticed Patty and Booth in Cam's office. Angela beamed as she spotted Booth's hand resting low on Patty's back, rather than it's usually resting spot several inches higher. She thought, definitely more than friends.

Angela kissed Jack quickly on the lips and smirked. "I can't wait to drill Patty and Booth on that kiss. Babe, I'll see you later. Love you," then quickly turned towards her office.

"Love you see you at lunch," Jack shook his head knowing better than try to dissuade Angela from her true calling, which seemed to be to find Booth a mate. It had been going on since they'd first met. To be honest, he was surprised that she hadn't cast her net in his direction, but then again Angela was as loyal as they came. So if she thought Bren and Booth had a chance, he knew she'd have stepped aside in the name of friendship.

He watched his wife walk toward her office, admiring the sway of her hips and thought, what a woman. And with that though, he turned his thoughts immediately to the particulates that Dr. Addison had requested that he'd examine.

"Cam, could you, Hodgins, Angela, and Wendell come to our office at 9:30 this morning? A threat was delivered to the Hoover, and I want to fill you in?" Booth asked.

Cam looked up her initial smile faded she didn't like sound of that at all, "Sure, Booth. Who was threatened?"

"I was," Booth informed, his voice devoid of emotion.

Cam nodded slowly, "okay, I'll let the team know." She glanced at her watch and saw it was nearly 9.

Booth smiled and said, "Thanks, Cam."

She watched Booth walk away guiding Patty towards their office. She thought, When will that poor man find peace.

Cam immediately left her desk, her resolve clear. She was to find Hodgins, Angela, and Wendell to let them know about the meeting.

Cam entered Angela's office surprised to hear her singing softly to Bonnie Raitt's, something to talk about. "Well, someone is in a good mood this morning."

Angela jumped when she heard Cam's voice, "You scared me to death. You'd think someone walking around with Prada on would make a racket.

Cam smiled she did love her shoes and smirked, "real Prada shoes are silent, the knockoff's are noisy, Angela."

Angela realized that Cam still didn't know, she pulled her further into her office and quickly shut the door, "Have you seen Patty and Booth this morning?"

Cam nodded, "As a matter of fact, Booth just stopped by and asked me to assemble the team in his office in ten minutes."

Angela, having been caught off guard by the request, remarked rhetorically, "Booth isn't one to request meetings. He tends to stomp around and collect his updates as he goes, what's up?"

"Booth just received a threat, it was hand delivered at the Hoover last night," Cam answered.

Angela thought back to what she'd seen the night before and then this morning, "Do you think it involves Patty?"

Cam frowned, "I hope not, I can't lose another Forensic Anthropologist especially one with a small child."

Angela nodded worried; her excitement for this morning's discovery lessened by the threat. "Last night, I saw Booth practically drag Patty out of the building and then this morning they arrived together." Angela couldn't resist adding, "Booth kissed her in the parking garage. I don't think that he realizes how public that place is. Jack and I were just pulling in when we spotted them, I nearly broke Jack's ear drums with my excitement."

Cam smiled, "Well, Angela it looks like your exceptional match-maker skills have been proven. Three days in the lab and Booth and Patty are already an item," she nodded and added, "good job, I should have put you up to this years ago."

Cam added with a smile, "he's been better, don't you think? He came in on Tuesday, a new man, don't you agree?"

"Definitely, it was like getting the old Booth back," Angela replied. "That poor man, he's been telling me bits and pieces from his and Bren's relationship lately, like he can't hold it back anymore."

Seeing Cam's blank look, she realized the confidence that she was breaking but knew Cam kept a secret better than a parish priest. She whispered quickly, "Booth and Bren had been a couple the last few months before her death. Bren was pregnant when she died."

Seeing the shock on Cam's face, she shared the rest, "I'm sure that they kept it quiet so the FBI wouldn't break up their partnership before they had to."

"Damn, damn, damn that stubborn woman. You're telling me that if they'd only announced it, she'd probably be alive today?" Cam said outraged at her oldest friend and her gifted anthropologist.

Angela nodded sadly, "Yeah, he just told me that she was pregnant the other day, but instead of being devastated, he looked more resigned." She added softly, "I think he's finally healing."

"Thank God," Cam sighed.

"Cam, when this case is over, do you plan to offer Patty a position at the Jeffersonian?" Angela asked.

Cam smirked, "Yeah, she's extremely talented. I have to say Dr. Stires really turns out exceptional Forensic Anthropologists, I was already thinking along those lines yesterday," she added with a laugh, "And if she's the answer to turning Booth back to his normal charming self, who am I to resist."

Angela laughed, "exactly."

After that exchange, they made their way to Patty and Booth's office.

Booth guided Patty to the office and immediately began to close the blinds, "Bones, why don't you take out those contacts out and pull your hair back, your jaw-line and eyes are dead giveaways."

Bones immediately went back to the office's private washroom and immediately started to do as Booth requested. She washed the heavy makeup from her face and removed the contacts. Once done, she applied a light coat of mascara on her lashes. Her eyes stared back at her, round with excitement. Her hair was another problem, cut as short as it was, it was difficult to pull back. She opened the vanity and looked for any hair products that might help. Noticing a bottle of styling gel, she immediately began to pull her hair back and smoothed stray locks. Once satisfied, she donned the lab coat that she had brought from her apartment. Embroidered in its left was her name, Dr. Brennan, in bright white cursive which contrasted the royal blue of her lab coat.

Satisfied, she returned to the office where Booth sat in the overstuffed chair with the sofa to his left waiting for the troops to arrive. He spotted her and immediately moved forward, he smiled as he circled her slowly.

"What? Do I have mascara on my nose, Booth? Why are you staring?"

"I'd forgotten how beautiful you looked in that thing," Booth replied.

"What, my lab coat? It's a shapeless, functional garment," Brennan stated truthfully.

Booth laughed and added, "Bones, I have news for you, that coat looks sexy on you. Do you have any idea how many fantasies I had of stripping that off of you and having sex on your desk?"

Bones laughed and fingered his lapels pulling him closer whispering softly, "Hmmm, how I wish I'd know. Do you have any idea how many times I'd be wearing just a bra and panties under it?" With those words, Booth pulled her in for a heated kiss but almost as quickly set her free. Tapping her nose slightly with his index finger, he pleaded, "Babe, do me a favor. Keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut until after the wedding. I'm not gonna make it at this rate."

Brennan laughed and pulled him closer kissing him softly, "Who says we have to wait, Booth?"

Pushing Bones away gently, he laughed, "Babe, I'm all yours tonight. Today, we have a lot to do and no time to waste."

Realizing that he was right, she moved away and asked him, "Booth, how do you want to do this?"

"Bones, why don't you go out back, we'll do it the same way as we did with your father. No sense in giving anyone a heart attack, especially when we have a wedding tonight," Booth answered with an encouraging smile.

Just then, they heard the knock at the door, Brennan nodded and immediately left the office.

A/N: Oh I know that was mean… but if I kept the meeting in the same chapter, I'd be short changing it and I really didn't think you'd like me to do. And I guarantee Angela and Patty meet in tomorrow's chapter.

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