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BTW – this is a total BB FLUFF chappie – I was in that mood! Sorry! (oh and the title of this chapter - one of my fav songs by one of my fav bands... can u guess?)

xXx Tiana

'What's Zack's last name again?' Booth asked.

They were both still in his office. After 30 minutes of 'fooling around', Brennan had decided to do something else for a while. On Booth's desk were a file for the current case, and some papers and documents that needed to be filled in, all concerning he Squint Squad, and their involvement with the case. So he had started that, while Brennan went through the file.

Brennan looked up from the file in her lap. She was sitting on the desk, feet up on a stool next to Booth's chair, facing him. He was sitting properly at his desk, although, whit no tie and unkept hair, he didn't look like it was his office.

'Addy. You would know that if you talked to him once in a while.' She commented.

Booth shook his head and half smiled, thinking about how she always harassed him about ignoring the youngest of 'their' team.

'I do know it. I just… forgot.' He managed to come back with. 'Anyways, he doesn't complain, so why should you?'

Brennan looked at him with wide eyes. Honestly, she had no response, but she didn't want to lose this argument again, one of many that they have.

'He thinks it's a male bonding thing!'

'Yeah, I know.' Booth said, grinning, like he was remembering a good memory from time ago.

'It's not right!' she exclaimed, hitting him on the arm for a second time that night.

'Ow! Will you stop that?'

'I can do a lot worse!' she hissed, cocking an eyebrow. Before Booth could answer back or anything, Brennan's phone started to ring. Looking at the time on her wrist, she saw that it was past midnight. Pulling the phone out her bag, she saw the Caller ID. Who else.

'Hey Ange. What's u-?' Before she could finish her sentence, Angela's squealing broke through.

'Do you know what I'm doing right now?' the voice squealed even more as Brennan hesitated to reply.

'I don't think I wanna know…' she stated into the phone, while raising her eyebrows to Booth, who was silently laughing, overhearing, without any difficulty, what Angela was saying, or screaming more like it.

'Well, I'm waiting for Special Agent Connor Bailey to get out of my shower! Eeee!' she squealed again, causing Brennan to wonder if Bailey could actually hear her.

'Ok. How… um… interesting?' she bit her bottom lip, not knowing what to say. But Angela never seemed to notice.

'Apparently, the FBI have to keep an eye on us 24/7. So he was going to wait outside in his van, or whatever, but I was like, what if he gets cold or ill? Then he'll be no use to me, or to the FBI. Ooo, maybe I could have Booth instead then? Nah, just kidding Bren, wouldn't do that to you! Anyways, I told him that, except for the Booth thing of course, and told him that she should say in here. It'll be better cos then he could hear anything if something happens. So he is!' she finished her rambling off with another squeal.

Brennan was almost shocked at the fact that Angela could have just said all of that with only one breath. She knew that Booth had overheard the whole thing, and he was sitting in his chair, laid back, grinning. When she met his eyes, he widened his eyes in a suggestive way, only for Brennan to kick him in the knees. Without her shoes, it shouldn't have hurt much, but he yelled out anyways.

'Ow! What was that for?' he started to rub his knees, as if it really hurts.

'Wait. Where are you? Was that Booth?' Angela now stated to ask. Uh oh Brennan thought.

'Yeah.' she replied timidly.

'Where are you, Bren? I called your house, but you weren't there. Oh my God! You're not at his place, are you? It's past midnight! Ooh, what are you up to?' Angela had dropped her voice to a whisper. She was past the whole 'I've got a FBI in my shower' thing, and now onto the 'Brennan and Booth' thing.

'Yeah, I know Ange. And no, we are not there. And we're working.' Booth let out a 'Ha!', only to receive another kick from Brennan. This time fortunately, he was well aware of her tactics, and caught her leg before it touched him. As Brennan tried to pry her foot free, she let out a little yelp as it began to tickle.

'What was that? You sure you're working? Cos to me it sounds like the only thing you're playing is-'

'Ange! No. I am – was – working! On the White House case! And Booth is filling out some forms. Shouldn't you be getting back to Chris or whatever his name is.' She was getting a bit irritated, with both Booth and Angela. She decided to leave her foot where it was; actually glad that she was linked with Booth at that moment, not like he was helping the situation.

'It's Connor and yes I will. I better leave you and your FBI to get back to your work.' She sounded as if she was about to hang up then, but then she added, as if it had just came to her, 'Remember, sweetie, work hard, play hard!' she laughed, and hung up before Brennan could reply.

She shook her head and placed her cell phone back into her bag.

'She's right you know. We've worked too hard. Maybe we should play too…' he said, pulling her to him. She couldn't help but grin, but refused to budge. He realised what she was doing, and instead of trying harder, like he normally did, he just got up instead and stood in front of her.

'Have it your way then.' He whispered as he leaned close to her.

Just as Brennan thought that he was going to kiss her, he backed away, pulling her with him. She laughed, and then groaned as her feet hit the cold floor.

'C'mon. We should get going. I'm tired, and tomorrow'll be even worse.' Booth said as he walked over to the door after putting all of the papers from his desk into a locked filing cabinet.

Brennan looked at him with narrow eyes while she put her shoes on again, and grabbed the file off of his desk.

'I'm taking this.' She simply stated.

'So I can see.' he replied. He ushered her out of the door and down into the car park. Just before they got to the car, Brennan turned to face him.

'Don't I get that kiss, Seeley?' she asked sweetly.

'Nope.' He simply replied, in a voice that made his serious and concentrating look seem like a fake. He walked over to the other side of the car and got in. he was already seated and belted when Brennan finally sat in, slightly confused. Wasn't it always him who wanted to kiss? And me who would make him wait?'

'Why?' she queried after a couple of minutes, turning to face him.

Booth couldn't help but smile, but he hid it quickly. Taking his eyes off of the road for two seconds, he turned to look at her, and saw the perplexed look on her face.

'Why, what, Bones?' he asked innocently.

'You know what! She replied, agitated by his scepticism.

Booth chuckled, not able to keep up with the charade any longer.

'You've always made me wait. For a whole week, if I remember correctly, remember? So…' he clicked his tongue and shrugged. Brennan started in disbelief for a moment before turning back to look out of the windscreen, arms folded in front of her, slightly ticked off.

The ride back to Brennan's place was quite. Neither of them spoke, but neither of them resisted to stop peeking at each other every couple of seconds, averting their eyes when they got caught.

Finally, when they got there, Brennan got out almost as soon as the engine had stopped, and was in the apartment before Booth could shut his door. He shook his head, almost in admiration.

When he got in, slipping through the door before it closed, he could see Brennan at the end of the hallway, putting down her purse and taking her phone out. Before he knew what he was doing, Booth walked over to her and grabbed her by the waist. Spinning her around, he placed a hand under her chin and kissed her. Once again, Brennan resisted, but was forced to cooperate when her defence, reluctantly, came down.

A while later, they pulled apart, foreheads resting against each other, arms wrapped around each other; her around his neck, his around her waist.

'What happened to waiting?' she asked, amused.

'Got bored.' He shrugged. Brennan smiled. She pulled herself away from him and walked into the main living room.

'Patience is a virtue, Seeley.' She dictated as she walked away. She headed over to the phone to see if there were any messages left. None; for once. Booth made himself comfortable on the couch, after, of course carefully, grabbing a drink from her fridge.

'You know, what Angela was saying was true.' he announced, in voice that made it seem like he wasn't that interested in what he was saying. Turning around, Brennan saw that he was looking around the room as if it was the first time he was there. She shook her head, smiling.

'Well, miracles happen sometimes.' She said sarcastically. 'What bit?' she was curious now. She remained standing next to the phone, leaning against the doorframe to the other room.

'The bit about staying in the house is a much better idea than anywhere else, don't you think?' he was now grinning that smile he had, the one that made her lose every thought and feeling in her body. She smiled back.

'Like you weren't thinking about that before!' she laughed.

'Well…' he shrugged, leaning back once again looking around the room. Probably wondering how long it's gonna take until I get a TV. She shook her head again. The stiffness in her neck reminded how tired she was. Stretching, she glanced at the clock. Just past 1.

'I'm gonna have a shower, and then sleep. You do… what you want, for all I care.' She laughed when he shot her a querying look.

'Well, having a shower sounds really tempting right now, y'know?' he replied, seductively. Brennan turned around from near her bedroom door.

'Ha, ha. You wish, Seeley.' With that, she entered the bedroom, and then the bathroom, leaving Booth laughing while going through what she had to read. He finally gave up and went to her bedroom, waiting for her to get out so he could shower and sleep too.

How was that?

Sorry if you didn't like it – was it tooooo fluffy?

Let me know so I don't make the same mistake next time!

It was just my mood! Next CHAPTER I PROMISE – more on the case, and BB of course, unless your sick of them already… hehe!

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xXx Tiana