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Summary-Temperance and Seeley go to Hawaii in search of a vicious shark taming murderer. Booth/Brennan T for future chapters.


"Bones!" Agent Seeley Booth called in a singsong voice to his brown-haired coworker walking swiftly in the opposite direction. "Come on, Bones. You can't avoid me forever!"

Dr. Temperance Brennan immediately stopped and promptly turned around to face her partner. "And why not?"

"Because I am your prime source of pleasure," Booth replied, haughtily. Temperance raised her eyebrow in question. "I didn't mean it like that, Bones! I just presumed that you enjoyed traveling with me to new places, identifying dead bodies, catching murderers, relaxing on the beach…"

"Well, Booth! You presumption is incorrect!" Temperance turned and rapidly walked away.

"Come on, Bones! You don't like the beach?" Booth called after the fading back of the forensic anthropologist.

"Shut up, Booth!" Temperance rounded a corner and disappeared.

"God that damn woman is so stubborn." Booth shook his head and mumbled, "Who doesn't like the beach? Crazy…"

Angela Montenegro opened the door to her best friend's office and stood in front of the brilliant woman's desk. "Hey sweetie! What are you doing tonight?" she inquired.

Temperance didn't look up from the case file Booth had left on her desk earlier that morning. "I haven't decided yet."

"Well, what are your choices besides what I'm about to force you to do?" Angela asked.

"I have three options. I can either assist Booth with another murder assignment, ID civil war soldier bodies that have been increasing on my work list, or I can do whatever it is you have in mind, which I do not intend to do."

Angela mused for a moment on her friend's selections of evening activities. "Does Dr. Goodman want you to work on Booth's case file?" she asked.

"He said that it's up to me and he of course made me feel bad by saying I should help Booth because he's my…" she paused at the word 'friend'.

"Well, sweetie, if you don't want to help out Booth, then you can always hang with me tonight. I'm going to a club for some real fun."

Temperance looked up from her paperwork in utter refusal. "Oh no, Angela! Last time we had 'fun', I got into a fight, found a DJ mummy, and unintentionally inhaled methane! I'd much rather stay here and work for a few hours than go dancing with you or to Hawaii with Booth."

Angela slammed her hands down on Tempe's desk. "Hawaii!"


Please review! This is my first Bones fic. Hope you like it! Sorry, it's kind of short. I still have English homework to do...