(Three months after the change in the game)

Jenny1701 wanted to see what would happen if Sully came back. It seemed like a good time to add him to my story.

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Thanks for reading my little story and really I love reviews. They give me an incentive to write for you.

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On the platform, Brennan was examining the patella of their latest victim when she heard a voice call for her from below, "Ahoy the platform. Temperance it's me."

Surprised, Brennan looked up up, turned, hurried over to the stair case and looked down. The sight of Sully a pleasant surprise, Brennan smiled, "What are you doing here?"

A foolish grin on his face, Sully motioned for her to come towards him at the bottom of the steps, "Come on down and I'll tell you."

Descending the staircase, Brennan stopped at the bottom and waited to hear what he had to tell her. Sully, excited to see Brennan, stepped closer to her, threw his arms around her and hugged her, "It is so good to see you. I've really missed you."

Her arms moving around his chest, she returned his hug and pulled away, "How is your charter business doing?"

Stepping back, Sully kept his hand on Brennan's arm, " Well, I got tired of that and I sold it. I'm a land lubber again. Actually I've reapplied to rejoin the FBI. I have to take some psychicals, some psych tests, gun recertification, stuff like that, but it shouldn't be a problem."

A little shocked that he was giving up his dream, Brennan pointed towards her office, "Let's talk in my office where we can be more comfortable."

So glad to see her again, Sully released her arm and keeping his hand on the small of her back, followed her to her office. Wendell, watching Sully touch Brennan in such an intimate way, scowled with displeasure, fished his phone out of his lab coat pocket and made a fast call.

"Booth."

Nervously, Wendell cleared his throat and stared at Brennan's office doorway, "Hey man, it's Wendell. Yeah, I'm going to tell you something, but only if you don't tell Dr. Brennan I told you."

Puzzled at the request, Booth replied, "I don't keep secrets from Bones, so if it's something you don't want her to know then . . ."

Interrupting Booth, Wendell exclaimed, "The hell with it! Look, some guy just came by to visit Dr. Brennan and he hugged her and had his hands on her the whole time I could see them. Now normally I don't interfere with other people's lives, but I don't like the looks of this guy and . . . Booth? . . . Booth?"

Staring at his phone, Wendell pressed Endcall and placed his phone back into his lab coat pocket. Suddenly afraid of what might happen in the next hour, he rubbed his forehead and realized that he may have just thrown gasoline on a fire.

Hodgins, who had witnessed Sully and Brennan's reunion and then Wendell's quick phone call, hurried over to where the intern was standing and furiously asked, "What the hell did you just do man?"

Turning, Wendell blushed, "I . . . ah . . . I"

Disgusted with Wendell, Hodgins chastised the younger man, "You might as well have lit a stick of dynamite and threw it in a room of . . . Never mind, you'll see."

Hurrying past the intern, Hodgins exclaimed, "I'm very disappointed in you Wendell. You should know by now not to get involved in any of Booth and Dr. B's stuff. You poor misguided fool. I just hope we don't all pay the price for what you just did."

Following Hodgins across the platform, Wendell started to worry that Hodgins was right and called out, "What? What could happen? I mean, Booth wouldn't . . ."

"You know what could happen. You should have thought it through." Shaking his head, Hodgins picked up the tray holding the victims clothes and glared at the intern. Placing it back down, he warned his friend, "I advise you to mind your own business from now on." Walking past himl, Hodgins "tsked" him.

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Racing over to Cam's office, Hodgins barged in and hurried over to where Cam was sitting. "Cam, batten down the hatches."

Irritated at the histrionics, Cam looked up from her monitor, "Now what's that supposed to mean?"

Skidding to a stop next to Cam, Hodgins frowned, "Sully is here talking to Dr. B and some little birdie, not me by the way, called Booth and told him. He didn't tell Booth it was Sully, but he did tell Booth that some man was here putting his hands on her."

Putting her right hand over her mouth, Cam exclaimed, "Oh shit."

Not sure she hadn't said it all, he nodded his head slowly and replied, "No kidding. What are we going to do?"

Moving her hand down, Cam bit her lower lip and thought furiously, "Nothing. It might not turn into anything. Booth will come over here and . . . Oh shit this is very bad."

In full agreement, Hodgins looked at his watch, "Oh look at the time, I need to go to lunch."

Standing, Cam quickly grabbed his arm and commanded him, "Stop right there. There is no way you are going to lunch. You are going to stay here and you're going to help me avert armageddon."

Resigned to his fate, Hodgins shoulders slumped and he muttered, "Oh man."

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Driving over to the Jeffersonian, Booth ground his teeth. "Okay, get a grip. Bones is not interested in anyone else but me. She's with me now. Who ever this guy is doesn't mean anything to her. Maybe it's Russ, I don't think Wendell knows what Russ looks like. Yeah that's it, it's Russ . . . I thought Russ was on a cruise."

The red light testing his patience, Booth drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and waited for it to turn green. Staring intently at his fingers, Booth didn't notice the light change to green until the driver of the car behind him blew his horn. Furious, Booth flipped his middle finger up in the rear view mirror, "It just changed you asshole!"

Making the left turn, Booth gripped the steering wheel tightly. "It had better be Russ. It better not be one of her ex's sniffing around her or I'll . . ."

Arriving at the Jeffersonian, Booth parked in Visitor's parking and exited his truck. Standing next to his truck, Booth stared at the elevator doors, "Okay, get a grip. If I charge in there and make a big deal out of this Bones will be pissed and that won't be good for me . . . Relax boy. Remain calm. This won't be anything. Yeah, this is not got going to be anything at all . . . I can deal with this. . . I trust Bones. I trust her."

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Well, Booth is worked up in to a fine fettle. Reviews would be appreciated thanks.

A/N: Armaggedon is the site of battle for 'End of Times'.

Recommendation: If you are looking for a Bones story full of drama and angst please check out "Time Out" by mariu100. You'll be sitting on the edge of your seat biting your fingernails. Really.