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xXx Tiana
The two of them exited the car and made their way to the entrance of the big mansion. As the entrance was hardly ever seen nor looked at as much as the rear, and was used to having a lot of black SUVs parked in front of it, no-one from the public seemed that suspicious. The FBI were doing a good job keeping it a secret too.
Inside the White House, Brennan was amazed by the architecture and the setting of everything. She had laid her bag down and was looking around as Booth informed those who were leading the investigation of their presence.
Caught up by the fact that she was actually in the White House, Brennan had forgotten all about the job that she was there to do.
An arm snaked around he back of her waist and she was being guided by a slight tug.
'Come on, now bones. Let's not get distracted from our jobs.' An amused voice came form beside her.
She met up with the leader of the investigation, a Special Agent Gavin Donahue, who had three other men surrounding him, one if who was carrying her bag. She was going to make a move to get it off of him, when they all started moving, Brennan still aided by Booth.
'Now, Dr. Brennan, I'm sure that you are aware of this situation's security.' The main leader asked her, falling into step next to her. Booth on the other side, removed his arm, and Brennan was silently thankful.
'Yes, sir.'
'Good. Then I must request that what you will see, or are told, and find must be kept to yourself. Only to be discussed with the state officials, such as myself and your partner.' He nodded towards Booth. 'I'm sure you have discussed the policies with her, Agent Booth.'
Booth nodded his head, even though he had no idea what policies, except for the secrecy, he was going on about. But he was about to find out.
'Um… what policies?' Brennan asked to the main agent. He looked at her in amazement and then at Booth, who shrugged, silently praying tat he wouldn't take it any further with him.
'Policies to ensure that no-one outside the FBI and yourself, of course, finds out anything out about this investigation. No-one. Not your boss, not your family, which I'm sure you wouldn't under normal circumstances anyway. Am I correct?'
Brennan hesitated. Then she fired a question which she needed the answer to.
'What about my team?'
The agent's face scrunched up in exasperation.
'No, not them either.'
'Well, I'm sorry then.' Brennan stopped walking, causing the rest of them to do so too. Booth knew exactly where she was going with this, and knew that was going to get it.
'I beg your pardon, Doctor?' he now asked, furious, but trying his best to keep it under control.
'I'm sorry, but I cannot work on this case if I am not allowed to let my team in on it as well.' Brennan continued to glare at the main agent, knowing that he was battling what to do inside himself. He turned to Booth.
'Are those in her team trustworthy?' he literally spat out.
Booth nodded.
'I've worked with them on plenty of occasions. They are as good as Tempe here.' He informed the leader, hoping that it would change his mind.
Agent Donohue scowled. He then turned back at Brennan with a very scary look on his face.
'Fine. But they are under your responsibility, and we will have to place FBI agents inside your labs to guard it. They will overlook all-' he broke of suddenly at the look at Brennan was giving him and the way she had opened her mouthy to say something. 'Is that a problem, doctor?'
Brennan was thinking back to the case that they previously helped with which included the FBI on such close partnership. It was when a Middle Eastern man had been blown up by a bomb, indicating terrorism.
Then, too, the lab was guarded and overlooked by the agents, and it did not do anyone any good.
'Yes, it is.' She said. Booth sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to get her way with this.
'Bones…' he whispered to her. She didn't turn to look at him, or make nay sign of acknowledgement of his warning that she was pushing her luck.
'We are unable to work to our full expertise if there are people from the outside muddling around with the work we are doing, and distracting us.' She finished off.
'Well, then. Either you will do this investigation on your own, or we will let your team in, and have our agents guarding the place. It's your choice.' The agent smirked at the end of the sentence, knowing that she was going to go with the latter. Then again, she could always say that she wasn't going to help out at all, but he knew that she wasn't going to do that.
'Fine. Can we get to the scene now?' she asked, annoyed to the max.
The leader turned to lead the way without another word. Booth fell into step next to her and let out a low whistle.
'Not many people would dare to argue with a decision made by the senior agent of the FBI, you know.'
Brennan simply looked at him and then looked back at the sight of a smirk on his face. He was enjoying it.
'Well, I'm not most people. Why are you smirking like that for?' she asked, the smile gradually annoying her.
'What? No reason. Just that, I knew you were going to get your way in the end.'
'I didn't though. There are still gonna be a lot of FBIs around the Jeffersonian, all getting in the way.' She concluded. She turned to look at Booth. He put on a hurt face as he asked;
'Do I get in the way?'
Brennan contemplated this question for a few seconds, just to mock Booth.
'Well… it depends. Is this it?' she changed the subject quickly not wanting to get distracted from the job that she was there to do, knowing that if she did carry on with the conversation, they both would have.
Booth noticed the sudden change in the subject as Brennan's way of saying 'conversation over'. He looked around the place they were at and furrowed.
'Nah it can't be. It's too small.' He said, shaking his head.
Brennan's eyebrows shot upwards, shocked.
'Too small? Booth, are you in the same room as me?' the room was massive, to say the least. It was at least as big as the lab in the Jeffersonian.
Booth just glared at her comment. Sometimes he could swear that a year before she wouldn't have been coming out with that stuff.
'Ok. Maybe not small. I was looking for…' he hesitated as he searched for the right word, as Brennan looked around the room. 'Shallow, height wise I mean.'
'Oh. Where are the other guys?' she asked when she finally noticed that there was only two of them in the room. As soon as she had asked the question, a door to the right of her, which was not visible beforehand, opened. The senior agent walked through, looked at Brennan and nodded his head.
'In here.' Was all that he said before he turned and headed back in.
Brennan turned to look at Booth, who was still standing by the door, leaning casually on the doorframe, as if he owned the place. Booth simply looked back and smiled. Brennan felt something go through her as she saw the smile, but she pushed it to the very back of her mind, figuring that it wouldn't be the best thing to think about right then.
'Come on then. I don't we should keep the senior agent waiting. I don't think he likes you, Bones.' Booth commented as he walked over to her.
'How could you tell?' she replied sarcastically.
'You know, Bones, I read this book once-' but Booth was cut off by Brennan hitting him on the arm.
'Shut up.' She said, trying to hid her smile as she walked though the door.
Booth followed her through, rubbing his arm, wondering how long it was going to be until she finally let out about 'them' and he finally got to kiss her properly again.
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xXx Tiana