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Sorry about having to repost last chapter. I forgot to change the chapter number at the top of the chapter.

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Chapter 51:Getting Booth's Cow
(Look I learned to count!)

Kabul: July 31st

Brennan's eyes fluttered open at the sound of voices drifting around her. Glancing around she saw the squint squad and Dr. Hollis. She felt the deep rumble of Booth's voice in her ear. She felt his arm tighten then release and she knew he realized she was awake.

"So I will have your discharge papers and instructions ready by at the latest 10," Dr. Hollis told him.

"We have his transportation ready," Hodgins said and her eyebrows rose.

"Really bug man? What kind of transportation do you have ready?"

"You said you weren't looking forward to the bumpy ride so we, more specifically Hodgie arranged for a helicopter to fly you back to Phoenix. Well now it's flying all of us back," Angela said with a smile.

"Thank you bug man I really do appreciate that," Booth said with a grin.

"Well it works out, we don't all have to jam into a jeep," Hodgins said with another smile. Brennan stayed still not wanting to move.

"So that means g-man you have to unwrap yourself from Bren who is not sleeping, shower, shave and get dressed for your flight," Angela said with a smirk. Everyone else in the room turned to stare and her. She stared back her face a perfect blank.

"I've never known you to sleep in Dr. B but you sure did it today," Hodgins teased her.

"So cut her some slack. If she's never done it before don't you think she should be able to?" Booth said with a glint in his eyes. She sighed, sat up, and then got off the bed. Digging around she found his duffel and looked at him expectantly. He scowled at Angela then swung his legs around and carefully stood up.

"You might as well get used to it studly since we will all be in the same tent," Angela said laughing at the scowl on his face. Brennan and Booth left the room making their way down to the shower area. Angela turned to Sweets with a sweet smile that made him take a step back.

"I know you're a psychologist however the minute you cross the threshold of that tent Psychologist goes away and our friend Lance comes out got it?"

"Yeah that's cool I can handle that," Sweets said sticking his hands in his pockets.

"If you don't listen to the lady you'll be sleeping in the bunk tent with us. Just came by to tell you guys we're rolling," Goodman, said sticking his head in the door. Cam chuckled and the squints began packing up everything in the room. By the time, Booth and Brennan returned the room was spotless. Brennan grabbed her bag and headed to the showers for her own. Booth's eyes followed her and a wistful smile crossed his face.

"Hey Big guy, earth to big guy," Cam said snapping her fingers in front of his face.

"What Camille? I was enjoying that thought," Booth grumbled.

"Don't call me Camille, Seeley. I asked you how long you think we're going to be at Phoenix," Cam said.

"Uh well let's see, she said two weeks three days ago so 11 days," he replied.

"So basically two-weeks," Cam said with a nod. She walked into the hall and put her cell phone up to her ear.

"Are you guys getting in trouble for being here?" Booth asked them concern evident in his voice.

"I am here in an official capacity on two levels. To see if your relationship has changed the way that you and Dr. Brennan interact and to determine if you are suffering from PTSD due to your incident. It will save valuable time when you return to the bureau," Sweets said with a smile.

"So you're on paid vacation then?" Hodgins said with a smirk.

"This is not a vacation and once you see the camp you will understand why," Sweets smirked back at him.

"So you're going to be psychoanalyzing us the whole time. Dang it Sweets," Booth growled.

"No just observing, you won't even notice I'm there," Sweets said.

"Uh huh sure," Booth said in a cranky voice. The nurse appeared with paper work for him to sign which he did. Brennan walked in, took the paper work from him, and tucked them into his duffel. Bending over she laced his sneakers. Standing up she swung his bag up on her shoulder and picked hers up in her hand. Booth frowned and she smirked.

"For once I get to carry the bags," she told him with a grin. The nurse pushed a wheel chair in and Booth scowled.

"How many times did you tell me-" Brennan began with another grin.

"I know I know. Hospital policy," Booth grumbled as he sat down. The group followed the nurse out to the front of the hospital. Waiting for them were two sedans that drove them to the airport. They made their way to the helicopter that was underway in half an hour. They touched down at Camp Phoenix in fifteen minutes and Booth groaned.

"Welcome to Hell," he said with a frown. They got off the helicopter and LTG Henderson strode over to meet them. Shaking their hands, they made their way to the tent.

"Tempe has caused quite a stir to make you comfortable Sgt. Major, I hope you appreciate it," Henderson told him with a smile. Booth raised his eyebrows at the statement. When they walked into Brennan's enlarged tent Booth let out a low whistle. There were four cots, two of which were pushed together and a loveseat. Across from that was a 65-inch plasma TV with TiVo, a wii and usb jack on it.

"Yep this is my idea of hell," Hodgins laughed.

"This is not quite as sparse as I remember it," Sweets comment thoughtfully. Angela laughed under her breath now knowing what Brennan had been doing.

"Yeah that's all fine and good but I am not sleeping with Sweets and there aren't enough cots," Booth pointed out. Brennan dropped the bags and sat down on the loveseat. Digging around on the side, she pulled up a remote and hit a button. The side of the loveseat she was sitting on slowly began to recline in a smooth even motion. Booth groaned and Brennan grinned.

"You need to be sleeping in a semi-reclining position. This seemed the best way to do that," she explained.

"And where are you planning on sleeping?" Booth asked with a raised eyebrow. Henderson started coughing at the innocent question. The squints looked at him and he knew he asked an obvious question. Looking at the loveseat his eyes widened and he began to chuckle.

"Okay I got it I got it," Booth said.

"Holy crap this thing has hot and cold cup holders. There's a universal remote for all the gadgets in here," Sweets crowed. Booth turned so he could frown at Sweets. Brennan laughed when she heard Booth's stomach rumble realizing they had not eaten yet.

"That's my cue to leave. I'm sure you all are hungry," Henderson said with a smile and ducked out the door. Everyone set their bags down on the bed then turned to look at Brennan and Booth. Booth followed Brennan out the door and they all headed to the mess tent. When Booth walked in there was cheering and clapping from several tables. Booth's face started turning red and Angela twittered out a laugh. At her laugh, more than half the tables turned to stare.

"Oh lord have mercy," Booth mumbled at the looks on the men's faces. They walked forward and got their food. Walters smiled when he saw them.

"Welcome back Booth. I always knew you had a hard head but this beats all," he told Booth with a smile.

"Thanks Walters," Booth said gruffly. After getting their food, the squint squad followed Booth and Brennan to the table they had been sitting at before Booth's injury. Sweets was about to sit down next to Brennan when he found Parks in his way. Parks had sat down quickly on the other side of Brennan. She chuckled and wiggled to get comfortable.

"I think she missed sitting next to me Booth," Parks teased. Booth glared at him out of the corner of his eye.

"He is just trying to get your cow Booth. He's jealous of your accommodations," Brennan said with a grin.

"Goat Bones, it's get your goat," Booth corrected with a smile. Booth looked around and sighed as he noticed that their table was becoming over crowded.

"Who are all of these people?" Hodgins asked in a low tone with that look on his face. Parks chuckled and pointed around at the men.

"Booth's unit you know, my you unit you know, then there's a few guys that liked Dr. Brennan kicking ass during wrestling," Parks said with a chuckle.

"Oh Bren you didn't did you sweetie?"

"She did and it was awesome," Lopez yelled out.

"You remember the threat she gave him that night in the tent?" Booth asked with a grimace as pain that shot up the back of his head. Brennan reached in her pocket, pulled out a bottle of pills, opened it, pulled out a pill, and handed it to him.

"Thanks Bones," he said swallowing the pill.

"Yeah so I remember the threat, if I remember correctly it involved kicking a guy in the testicles hard enough so that he would not have kids," Hodgins said.

"Yeah that's the one," Booth said.

"So you mean she threatened before she did that?" Masterson called from one table over.

"Yes Masterson Yes I did," Brennan replied.

"Oh my god you didn't Dr. Brennan," Cam said in horrified whisper.

"Yes she did," Nelson laughed out.

The squints groaned and cut their eyes at Brennan who took a sip of her juice and shrugged. Finishing her lunch, she stood up and made her way back to the tent. Flopping down in the recliner, she opened her laptop and connected it to the TV. Flipping through the channels on the computer, she began downloading movies on to the TiVo.

The squints followed Booth into the tent and she was sitting on the recliner typing. Booth sat down, picked up the remote, and reclined his side of the loveseat to a semi reclined position. He picked up the remote and began flicking through what had been downloaded whooped at the entire Flyers season on the screen. Everyone plopped on their beds and waited for him to pick something to watch. Before he could even pick something Brennan had her feet pulled up under her.

The door came open and two units and Parks piled in to see what they were doing. Before the squint squad could even blink, the tent was full to almost overflowing. He started the game and sat back to watch. He felt movement and felt Brennan put her head in his lap. He mindlessly ran his fingers through her hair while they watched. He felt her breathing even out and let out a huff of laughter.

A couple of guys sitting around them turned to look at him and he just had soft goofy grin on his face. They looked down and saw her sleeping with her head in his lap. Shaking their heads, they went back to watching. When the game was over the units left saying they'd see them at dinner. Cam stood up and pulled out some clothes.

"I'm going for a run I'll be back in a few," she said as she walked out of the tent.

"A few what?" Brennan mumbled the question from Booth's lap. Booth stroked his hand through her hair and chuckled.

"It's a term that means an imprecise amount of time," Angela told her with a smile.

"Dang it I knew you were a squint Angela. A pretty normal squint but one none the less," Booth grumbled.

"I had to take English in college as well Booth," she laughed.

"You know Dr. B I don't think I've ever seen you this relaxed," Hodgins remarked.

"Yeah Bones seems to have a habit of taking vacations in war torn desert countries," Booth grumbled.

"Noooooo, I think she has a habit of relaxing around you," Angela smirked out. Booth cut his eyes at her and raised his brows.

"How many times do I need to tell people that I do not like being discussed as if I am not here," Brennan grumbled, her voice still muffled by Booth's lap. The sounds of a guitar echoed hauntingly across the encampment. Angela looked up her eyes getting wide.

"Who in the world can play like that?"

"Techie," Booth responded with a small smile. They listened for a while until Cam blew in the door like a strong wind.

"Ungh running in this heat is awful. I thought you military guys were supposed to be in shape," Cam said in a teasing tone.

"Some of us are," Booth said with a smirk running his hands down his chest and stomach. She chuckled at his comment and actions. Cam turned at a knock on the tent door, opening the door she blocked entrance at the sight of Hannah Burley standing on the other side.

"What do you want Ms. Burley?" Cam said in her best boss tone.

"I'm writing an article and was wondering if I could speak with Seeley and Temperance?" Cam turned to look at the pair sitting on the loveseat.

"No," they said in unison. Cam turned her gaze to Hannah.

"They decline the interview and to comment," Cam said firmly closing the door in her face. They did not see the gleam in Hannah's eye or the evil grin that crossed her face.


A/N: Okay up next, Is Hannah dangerous?, Wendell does a Brennan impression, poor Parks, case solving from 7000 miles away, some smut (or non smut smut).

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