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Sweets' Plan for the Truth

Chapters 36: Coffee

"How can you say that, Booth? Look at Hannah."

"Remember? I'm not even sure I loved her. Besides, that's different, Bones. She betrayed me. I never stopped loving you. But I had to move on and you agreed."

She looked like she was going to argue, most likely about chemicals in the brain. So he stopped her. He kissed her.

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The kiss was soft and sweet. Booth broke the kiss after a few moments but didn't move away. Instead he rested his forehead onto hers. Then he whispered, "What does that tell you, Bones?"

"That reinforces my theory that chemicals in the brain ignite a response in the libido system," she whispered back.

"No. This reinforces the chemicals in the brain theory." He pushed her up against the door and pressed himself into her. He kissed her passionately and they both quickly moaned. Neither knew how long they'd been making out against the door when it came to an end with a loud knock.

Both jumped apart, partly startled by the knocking and partly startled by what had happened between the two of them. Booth blushed and tucked his shirt back in where it had slightly been pulled out.

When the door opened, Cam was there. Her eyebrows went up as she noticed his blush and mussed appearance. "Seeley?"

Booth did his best to control his feelings and opened the door wider to let her in. "To what do I deserve this visit?"

"Am I interrupting something?" she asked as she spotted Brennan.

"Couldn't she take a hint?" thought Booth. "What do you need, Cam?"

"Okay, I'll take that as a 'yes'." She smirked at Booth and then faced Brennan who appeared unphased by the interruption.

"Did I not turn her on? Even a little bit?" thought Booth. "Of course. She's compartmentalizing. That's got to be it."

Brennan was compartmentalizing. She wasn't ready to reveal to anyone how Booth affected her these days.

"I'm here to give my statement. I just thought I would stop by and update you on Sweets. But if you'd rather that I come back at another time…"

"I haven't given my statement yet either. I can come with you," said Brennan.

"What?" asked Booth. He was sure his disappointment was more than obvious.

"Oh! An opening! Perfect," thought Cam. "Great! Maybe we can grab a coffee afterwards. Catch up on the case before Booth whisks you away to the field again."

Before Booth could formulate a response without embarrassing himself, both women walked out of his office. What just happened?

He pulled out his cell and texted Cam. He didn't care if Brennan objected. (Keep her safe. T. Sherwood is still on the run.)

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"Oh, that's very interesting," said Cam as Brennan filled her in on what she saw at the hospital the night before. "And you and Booth will be following up on the leads this afternoon now that the initial interrogations are done?"

"No. Booth has Chase covering that."

Her eyebrows rose. "Really?"

"Why do you say it like that?"

"Eh, it's nothing. He can keep it professional."

"I don't know what you mean," said Brennan with furrowed brows. "Chase has always been professional that I've seen."

"Oh, he has." And you have no idea how hard he's worked at that. "It's just that I would have thought he needed some sleep after being up all night. At least that's what I suspect."

"What do you suspect?" Brennan was now very curious in what her friend and colleague knew about their new FBI agent.

"The renowned Dr. Brennan wants to hear about suspicion and gossip," she chuckled.

"Of course not. Observations are fact as long as they are not embellished."

"I'm glad to hear you say that. Very glad," she offered with a soft smile. Because we have a long overdue talk coming. "Okay. This is what I observed when I returned to the hospital to see Sweets before heading over to the Hoover. I saw Chase in the cafeteria having what I presume was coffee with Dr. Trisha Reed."

"The administrator that was in the E.R. last night?"

"That's the one," she said with a nod. "I stopped to say 'hello' and I observed that they had bloodshot eyes. I'm guessing it wasn't from any illegal substance so I'm sure it was from lack of sleep. And… they were having a very friendly conversation that had nothing to do with the FBI or the case."

"So, you think that Chase is interested in a romantic relationship with Dr. Reed?"

"Conjecture this time, Dr. Brennan?"

She sighed. "After years of being Booth's partner, I suppose he's influenced my thinking more than I'd like."

"Ah! So, he's rubbing off on you in more than one way," she chuckled both at her own joke and Brennan's confusion. "Can I be blunt and share some observations I've had recently of you and Booth?"

"If you're referring to last night, we were undercover, Cam."

"That's true." She paused before continuing. "But you were more comfortable with each other than I've seen in a very long time… meaning even weeks before you left for the Maluku Islands. But the two of you have been dancing around each other, metaphorically, for years now. Don't you think it's time?"

"Time for what?" she deflected.

"Don't try that with me. It may work with Booth but not with me. You know more than you let on. You can't fool Angela, either. Call it woman's intuition."

Brennan wanted to scoff. She didn't believe in intuition anymore than Booth's gut. Although, she had to admit his gut was often accurate. Brennan sighed knowing when she was defeated. "So you think it's time for Booth and me to have a romantic relationship," she stated.

"You don't?"

"I still think it's risky."

"How could it be risky? Booth is the most faithful man I know. He's proven that. It wasn't easy for him to remain partners when you turned him down last year."

"How do you explain, Hannah?" she asked sincerely.

"Remember your little flirtation with Booth's brother, Jared? Your toast at Booth's birthday celebration was dead on. Shiny baubles. I haven't seen you get trapped by one again just as you promised. Booth was hurting. I think Hannah was a shiny bauble. It's over. Don't let go of a second chance at happiness. You two are the real deal despite your differences."

"What if I'm the one that fails him?" She was sure she would stump Cam on that detail.

"Seriously, Dr. Brennan? I remember you telling Angela and I that you thought you were protecting Booth. That doesn't sound like a woman who is going to fail. You've never failed at anything."

"It's not rational. Love is not rational."

"Everything is not a science. Despite the uncertainty of life and all of its risks, I know that you will not be risking your friendship and partnership with Booth."

"You can't know that."

"Can't I? Seeley and I are still friends. We still love each other, just not romantically. We'll always be friends. Think about it."

Author's Notes: Go Cam! I told you she'd be back!

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