Wow, I thought the site had broken completely there! Back in action now though...

I still don't own anything to do with Bones, and I'm still making no money out of this. It's purely for my entertainment and for yours.

Movies can provide entertainment during the long evenings on vacation...

Sunday night movies

Brennan was so absorbed in her thoughts about their relationship and where it was going that she was taken by surprise when Booth re-entered the room. He knelt to help her, and she stiffened at the feel of him so close to her. His words still rang in her ears, and she still had not worked out what they meant, or what she should do about it.

"Bones?"

She turned to him, shocked to realize that he had spoken to her and she hadn't taken it in.

"I said, are you up for a movie tonight?" Booth put his head on one side, trying to charm her into saying yes.

"What movie?"

"I don't know." Booth indicated the shelf full of DVDs. "I'm sure I've got something you might enjoy. It's about time we widened your knowledge of pop culture."

Brennan wondered for a moment whether she should refuse. She could claim she needed to do more writing. She could make some other excuse. But she admitted to herself that right now she really liked the idea of sitting with Booth and enjoying a movie with him. She nodded and smiled, telling herself that there was nothing wrong with watching a movie with a friend. Because that was all it was, wasn't it?

Booth beamed and strolled over to the shelf. He ran his finger along the backs of the DVD cases, considering carefully. Finally he put his finger on the top of one of the cases and pulled it out. "Here we go; Pirates of the Caribbean. It's got skeletons in it, Bones. You'll like it."

She smiled, bemused, and sat on one end of the couch. Booth knelt to put the DVD in the machine, then went to the kitchen to fetch them a glass of lemonade each. When he returned he placed the drinks on the coffee table, then sat down on the middle seat of the couch so he could reach his glass with his good arm. He still wore no sling. Brennan thought of offering to trade places with him, but decided she preferred feeling him so close. Their thighs were nearly touching, as he leaned forward to grab the controls and start the movie.

Brennan sat back comfortably and began to enjoy the scenes unfolding in front of her. When the pirates turned up to attack the port, she leaned forward to watch more closely. "But why aren't they getting hurt?" she demanded. "That's not realistic."

Booth just laughed. "Keep watching, Bones," he advised, reaching for his drink. Brennan took his advice, then gasped as the truth about the pirates was revealed, when moonlight showed them for the skeletons they really were.

"Fascinating," she breathed, leaning forward for a closer look. "They've done that fairly well. The articulation is a little strange, and they're not quite as accurate as they could be..."

Booth nudged her gently with his shoulder. "Bones," he said in a warning voice. "It's entertainment. You're not meant to judge whether it's anatomically correct."

She tried to look apologetic, and sat back again, wriggling to get comfortable. Booth seemed to have shifted over on the seat slightly, leaving her less room, but she did not feel like complaining. Instead she tried her best to relax and enjoy the movie, despite the distraction he threatened to provide. When Will Turner declared his determination to rescue Elizabeth, she smiled, remembering how determined Booth had been to rescue her from Kenton. She was beginning to suspect that both Will Turner and Booth were motivated by more than pure altruism.

"I told you you'd enjoy it," Booth said with a smile, giving her knee a gentle squeeze before reaching for his drink.

She found herself smiling back at him. "It's fun," she admitted. She was enjoying the movie, and she was enjoying even more Booth's close presence. His thigh rested against hers, and she felt the warmth of his arm through her sleeve. She was disappointed when the movie ended.

"I'll take you to see the next one, if you like," Booth offered. She looked at him, confused. "Pirates of the Caribbean. The second movie is out now. Would you like to go?"

"Sure." The words came out before she had time to consider. What the hell was she playing at? Tomorrow morning she would have to return to work, and would have to get back to a normal working relationship with Booth. A small voice nagged at her that perhaps that would not be necessary, but she refused to listen to it. Taking her relationship with Booth any further than friendship was a course that could prove very unwise. The small voice whispered that perhaps it was too late. Perhaps that line had already been crossed. Perhaps there was no going back, and in that case forward was the only direction. She stood up abruptly.

"I'm really tired, Booth. I think I'll go to bed, if that's okay?"

He shook his head. "Of course, but is everything all right?"

She nodded, not daring to speak, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by his closeness. He stood up too. He was standing far too close to her, but she could not make herself step away. Instead she looked at his shoulder, and touched it gently. "How's it feeling?"

Booth moved his arm around experimentally. "It's still a little sore, but I'm starting to get a little more movement in it. I was stupid. I just wasn't expecting the guy to be where he was, and I paid the price."

She had not heard from him before about exactly how he had been shot. She pushed her bottom lip out in a sympathetic expression, feeling sorry for him having been injured and at the same time grateful for the time it had given them together.

Booth put his hands on her shoulders, and looked straight at her. "I'm really grateful for all you done for us this weekend, Bones. I don't know what we would have done without you."

She shook her head, feeling awkward. "You'd have managed, somehow, Booth. I'm just glad I could help."

She felt transfixed, unable to move, and not sure whether she wanted to. Then he moved forward and kissed her gently on the lips, and she jumped backwards as if he had slapped her.

"I'm sorry, Bones," he apologized at once, and turned away. "I shouldn't have done that. It's late, I'm tired. I'm sorry. Forget I did it. I'll see you in the morning." He disappeared into Parker's room and shut the door harder than necessary, leaving Brennan standing in the middle of the living room, her lips on fire and her mind stunned.

I guess Brennan was taken by surprise by that. Trouble is, so was I! I had things all planned out, that they would have their first kiss on Monday night, then Booth goes and pre-empts me! I knew I was asking for trouble just following Brennan and letting Booth do what he liked.

Now the question is, does Brennan leave it for the night, or does she go after him? I think I know...

In case you're wondering, this story is scheduled to end Monday night, after Parker has gone home. There might or might not be a sequel, it depends on whether the characters behave themselves or not...

Please let me know what you think of this part!