A/N: I don't own anything. Well maybe the writing but the characters or songs. Nope not a one.
"Hey Bones," Booth said with a chuckle as he held up the newspaper. "I didn't know you were a fan of the X-Men."
"X-Men?" she asked quizzically. "Who are they?"
"They're a bunch of super heroes," he said playfully. "Are you trying to tell me the newspaper got it wrong?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," she said.
"There's a headline 'Tempe goes Hollywood for Wolverine Premiere' so naturally I thought it must be about you," he said with a grin. "I did think it was weird that there were no quotes from you though."
"Booth," she said after she glanced at the newspaper, "This has nothing to do with me. This article is about Tempe, Arizona."
"Oh," he said with a chuckle. "Thanks for clearing that up."
"I will say that the actor's features are very symmetrical and he seems to be a quality physical specimen," she said as she studied the picture. "And if he plays a hero, then he must be the object of many fantasies."
"You see Bones," he said emphatically, "He's just an actor, though, playing a hero. I really am a hero."
"Of course you are Booth," she said as she squeezed his cheek like a grandmother would pinch a baby's cheek.
"Bones, knock it off," he said as he swatted her hand away.
"His arms look quite sculpted," she said as she studied the picture again. "I might even say he has guns of steel."
"Hey," he said loudly as he flexed his arm. "I've got guns of steel too, see?"
"Yes you do Booth," she said as she squeezed his cheek again and then put her hand on his gun in his shoulder holster. "Though I actually think this one has more titanium than steel."