The moment Booth regained his composure, he stood up. "Bones, waiting room." He said, nodding toward the door.
"What? No… Booth…" She said as she shook her head. "I thought…"
"Waiting room, Bones… waiting room… please, please… waiting room." He said, though his voice was on the verge of a whine, and when he looked to Sweets he could see that the psychologist had nothing to say at that moment. He needed to get out of that office, with his partner immediately, before he had regained his speech again. "Bones…"
"I'm coming, I'm coming…" She said, glancing to Sweets. "We'll be right back." She said, feeling his hand on her back as he guided her out of the door. He walked with her out into the waiting room, past the secretary and down to the farthest end of the room, backing her into a corner, he came within inches of her face. "Booth? What is…?"
"What the hell was that, Bones?" He whispered fiercely. He wasn't angry and she could tell, but he was very shocked by what she had done.
"You said you weren't ready for the truth, you said we were doing lying and deceit." She whispered back, eyeing the secretary as she watched them. "Don't you think you're standing a little too close to me, if we want to maintain our cover?"
"Bones… focus." He said, looking in her eyes. "I thought about what you said last night. I know you don't babble. You're right… we should tell people."
"And you really think that Sweets should be the first person to know this information? I guess he's going to find out anyway." She whispered.
"Well, yeah… after that little outburst though, I'm sure he's a little suspicious about what the hell is going on."
"You were the one that dragged me out of there and into the waiting room as if you were going to snap at me… he probably just thinks we are just having another one of our classic arguments!"
"We don't argue! We bicker!" He exclaimed, realizing that he had exclaimed that a bit too loudly. "We bicker." He whispered. "What do you want us to do?"
"Booth… just… sit or get off the pot."
"Wait, wait… you KNOW that's not how the saying goes…"
"Shut up, Booth… just shut up… what are we doing here? Because I am very, very confused! Do we tell him, or do we not tell him?" She asked, glancing over across the waiting room toward the open door.
"I say we tell him." Booth whispered.
"I say no… You're obviously not ready, and… I don't want to do this if you're not ready."
"Guys?" Sweets voice interrupted their argument, his eyebrows knitted in confusion as he watched the intensity of which their arguing was taking place.
"Just a second, Sweets." Booth said, his voice deep and serious as he turned back to his partner. "Bones…" He whispered. "Please…"
"Please what?" She asked as he grabbed her hand and started pulling her back toward the office. "Booth… Please what?" She asked again as they got closer to Sweets. "Booth? Pl…" Suddenly, her words were cut off by his lips as he grabbed her and pulled her lips to his, taking a deep breath as they heard the gasp from both the secretary and Sweets from right beside them. "Mmm…" She said, their lips smacking as he pulled from the kiss and looked her straight in the eyes. "I guess we're telling him." She whispered, licking her lips as she tried to keep her composure, a dark red blush creeping into her cheeks.
"Let's go, Sweets." Booth said, licking his lips. "We've got a lot to talk about, and Bones and I have a job to get back to." He said, grabbing his partner's hand, he pulled her along with him, leaving the psychologist slack jawed and speechless on the other side of the office door.
