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Author's Note: Thank you for all those reviews, and my beta for betaing the story for me. I want to let all of you know that I am going traveling (again!) this week, so I am not going to be updating till I get back (meaning next week), I apologized for the inconvenience. Also, in this chapter, also everybody from House is here, for the exception of Foreman, since I don't really like him, espeically after how he had been such a jerk to Cameron. Now, enjoy!

Chapter 8

The reception went well. There was delicious food, not to mention the wedding cake which was about 10 ft tall. The couple had troubles cutting the cake nicely. So, they ended up asking a surgeon to do it, and he did it skillfully, causing House to make fun of him

"See, working in a hotel and cutting up food can also be a career for you! When Cuddy throws you out of the hospital, I am quite sure this hotel is going to offer you a job. After all, you did go to school for 8 years to learn how to cut things up." A live orchestra was playing the music while people were dancing on the dance floor. Waiters were walking around, carrying trays of drinks and food to let the guests use.

Brennan and Booth got separated when Booth went to grab a drink for both of them. So, Brennan hadn't moved from the spot that Booth left her in. She was standing there, waiting for Booth to come back.

"Hey." A blond male said as he approached Brennan.

"Hi." Brennan said, awkwardly.

"You one of Cameron's friends?" The male asked.

"No." Wasn't Cameron the bride's name?

"You obviously don't work in the hospital since I have never seen you before. Please don't tell you me you relate to House."

At the mention of House, she felt her anger starting to rise. "I am just a friend of his cousin, that's all." She snapped

The male nodded and didn't seem to notice Brennan's anger, "Robert Chase. I am a co-worker of House." He held out his hand.

She took the hand. "Dr. Temperance Brennan." The second she said this out, she immediately regretted it. It was a habit that she told her name with the word doctor in front of it. She knew it would lead to the inevitable question from Chase.

"You are a doctor? Cool. What specialty? I specialize in Intensive Care." Chase said

"Well, I am not a …medical doctor. I am a forensic anthropologist." Brennan replied straightly.

Chase nodded but didn't comment on it. "You err… want to go to dance floor with me?"

Brennan looked around, still no sign of Booth. Why not? She asked herself. "Sure." She answered with a smile. Chase took her hand and led her to the dance floor.

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Booth had struggled between crowds to get to the bartender. He ordered the drinks, and the tender quickly had them. He muttered a thank you, and took a sip of his before he fought his way back. Boy, he thought, how come there are so many people? Greg didn't have that many friends, so the conclusion was probably because they were either from the hospital or most of them were Greg's wife's friends.

He finally made it back to the spot where he left Brennan, but there was no sign of her. While cursing under his breath, his eyes went in search for Brennan. Where would Brennan possibly be? Bathroom? At the bar trying to find him, maybe? Finally, he found her on the dance floor, dancing with some blond guy. He felt like using his gun to shoot the guy in the head. He was touching Bones, and dancing with her. Bones couldn't possibly know the guy, and if she did, she might have mentioned something to him early on. It was like the trip they took to Aurora, he was there, watching Bones dancing with some complete strangers, and all of them were checking her out…

"Hey." House poked him with his cane, which was decorated with a bow tie. "You enjoying yourself?"

"Yeah, sure." Booth answered absent-mindedly. He was still watching Bones and the blond guy. House looked at the direction that Booth was looking at.

"Oh, Chase dancing with your PhD." House said casually.

"Chase?"

"Yeah, my employee, the one with great hair. Looks like he's stealing your lovely doctor." House said, sipping from his drink.

"Bones is not mine. We are just partners." Booth repeated.

"Seeley. I lost count of how many times you said you and her are just partners. But I am betting at least a million times. I am thinking much more than that. If she's just a partner, why would you invite her to your favorite cousin's wedding? You obviously wanted more than that. Or, I could be wrong." House said, starting to swing his cane.

Booth rolled his eyes. "Why aren't you with your lovely wife?"

"She's talking with her friends over there. Didn't feel like joining them. Remember what I told you last night? She's not going to be single forever. If you are going to put moves on her, do it soon, or she will be with someone else, preferably not Chase. I don't want to hear you ranting on it when it happened, all right? I don't want you to shoot Chase either; it's going to suck if I don't get to annoy this wombat everyday."

"House!" A man approached them. He had a weird hair-do but was in formal wear. He was the best man of House. "Oh, sorry about any interruptions."

"Not at all. Wilson, this is my cousin, Seeley Booth. He's a G man." House introduced. "Seeley, this is Wilson, my lovely oncologist."

"And his only friend." Wilson added.

"Hey, I know Kyle from the security." House defended himself.

"It's not Kyle, House. It's Chris." Wilson said, shaking his head.

"I was close." House argued back. Wilson rolled his eyes.

"Wilson, see that woman dancing with Chase on the floor?" House asked suddenly.

"Yeah, what about her?"

"What do you think of her?"

Wilson studied House's face for a while, trying to find out what's going on before he answered. But he couldn't find a trace of emotion on House's face. So, he looked at Brennan for a while, and replied, "She's hot."

Booth's face started to turn a bit red.

"Would you ask her out if you have a chance?" House asked again.

"Sure. I mean, she seems like a nice woman. I assume that people who don't ask her out are idiots." Wilson replied, without any hesitation.

"See?" House turned to Booth. "Told you!'

House turned back to Wilson, "Wilson, forget about it. I'm sure she's not your type. She's not needy at all. She's independent, judging from the fact that she identifies dead bodies for the FBI."

"Huh?" Wilson asked, confused.

"I am saying that she's taken by my cousin here, who kept saying they're just work partners." House stressed on the word "partner", "But I'm quite sure they are more than that, so no chance for you, Wilson."

Wilson turned to Booth and said, "Good choice, man."

A woman dressed in a red dress with low cut came toward them. "House, congratulations. Never thought I would see this day."

"Thank you Dr. Cuddy, I am taking that as a compliment." House said, staring at Cuddy.

"What are you staring at?"

"Your fun bags….didn't really get to see them much when I started to date Allison." Cuddy shot him a death look, while Wilson tried to suppress his laughter.

"Who's this? Another friend of yours that I haven't met?" Cuddy asked, looking at Booth.

"Nah, that's my newest guy stripper." Booth rolled his eyes.

"I am Seeley Booth, Greg's cousin." Booth introduced himself.

Cuddy dropped her jaw, she was staring at Booth, couldn't take her eyes off him. "Um…do you want to go to dance with me?" She asked breathlessly.

Booth opened his mouth, but House was way faster than him.

"Cuddy, he's taken. Go and use J-date to find someone else. His girlfriend is on the dance floor, dancing with the wombat."

Cuddy shot him another look. "House!"

'What? It's just the truth. Oh, Seeley, this is my boss, Dr. Lisa Cuddy. The Dean of Medicine." House introduced.

Booth was shocked. He knew that House had no respect for people, but talking this way to his boss…whoa. If he did that to Cullen, Cullen would ban him from field for at least a year and put him behind a desk to write up long and boring reports.

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Brennan was still dancing with Chase. He had been telling her things about how he traveled around the world; she suspected it was an action to surprise her. It wasn't working since Brennan had been all around the world by herself. She couldn't even tell if he was actually telling the truth. She had kind of wished that she didn't accept his invitation to dance; he was not a good dancer after all. Her mind started to drift off back to the dance she had about a long time ago. It was on a trip with Booth for the Cannibal in Aurora. She had danced with half of the males, while Booth was actually the only one that she really had enjoyed with.

"So, I was there in the sea, and the sharks were coming at me…" Chase continued to talk.

"Mind if I cut in?" A familiar voice asked, startled Brennan. She saw Booth put his hand around her waist and started to dance with her.

"Whoa. I was dancing with her." Chase protested.

"And now she's dancing with me. I'm sure she had a good time, didn't you, Bones?" Booth asked, looking at Brennan.

"I had a good time." Brennan lied. She didn't want to hurt Chase's feelings.

"You are?" Booth pretended that he didn't know Chase at all, even though House and Wilson had already filled him in.

"Dr. Robert Chase. And you?" Chase stared at Booth.

"Special Agent Seeley Booth, cousin of Dr. Gregory House." Booth replied. This Chase was showing off with the name Doctor, so he decided to show off his occupations, trying to intimidate him. It worked, for he was backing off.

"Err…Tempe. I had a good time. Um…I'll see you later?" Chase asked, starting to stutter.

"Sure." Brennan replied, and Chase walked away.

"So, had fun with this Chase?" Booth asked, trying not to show Brennan that he was jealous.

"It was fine. But he can't dance."

"Wow…you can actually give opinions out on whether people can dance or not?" Booth asked, surprised.

Brennan rolled her eyes, "I studied the movements of bodies and it told me that…"

"Okay, I am not listening to any of those technical terms of yours on a vacation. They are just going to make me feel dumber. I already feel dumb around all those doctors." Booth said sharply.

Brennan smiled, "Sure."

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