Two month's had gone by and Booth's and Tempe's relationship stayed at friends and not much else. Though they did occasionally talk about starting a relationship, they had agreed to just remain friends and would eventually see how things went, seeing as how they had yet to reveal their feelings for one another.

At the moment Tempe was working in her office over a case. Lately she had been over working, staying late at work only to come back early in the morning, sometimes she wouldn't even leave.

"Bren? Sweetie are you ok?" Ange asked walking in and checking on her friend.

"Yes I'm fine, just a lot of work." She answered never letting her gaze leave the computer.

"How much are they asking you to work? It seems you're always in here and working."

"I have a lot to do Ange; I have a dead line to get to on this body. Booth says the FBI wants it by tonight." Tempe answered writing something down in a manila folder.

"Just don't work too hard." Angela said and left.

A few hours later Booth stopped by the museum and ran into Angela.

"Hey, Ange. Have you seen Bones?" he asked walking up to her.

"Yeah, try her office she's been in there working all day." She answered back and walked him to her office.

"Tempe, sweetie, Booth is here to see you!" she said knocking on the door, but found it opened as her fist hit it.

Looking inside they both saw it was empty, but looked as if it had just been occupied. Angela entered the room and looked around, but saw nothing.

"Where do you think she went?" Booth asked looking around for her.

"I'm not sure, but let's look around." Angela said and left the office and went in search of her friend. After a few minutes of not being able to find her, Angela found herself entering the ladies room. "Bren? Are you in here?" she asked, stopping when she heard an unusual noise, one that sounded as if someone was vomiting. "Tempe, sweetie, are you alright?" she asked noticing her friend was in a stall emptying her stomach.

"I'm fine." She said flushing her sick down and coming out to wash her face and hands.

"Are you sure?" she asked checking her friend for any sign's of illness.

"I'm fine Ange, must have been something I ate." Tempe replied calmly and walked back to her office to continue working. As she got there she pulled out a bag of chips and began to eat.

"Hungry, Bones?" Booth asked walking in, smiling at her.

"I'm starving I've been feeling hungry lately." She said placing a chip in her mouth and going back to work.

"How's the case coming along?" he asked looking to Angela who had an odd look on her face.

"Great I should have it done in another hour and a half." She said as Booth gave Angela an odd look.

"Well don't rush." He said walking out of the room with Angela. "What's wrong with you?" he asked.

"I found her in the ladies room emptying her stomach, now she's sitting there munching on chips." Angela explained looking in through the window to her friend.

"Maybe she at something bad." Booth said giving her the same excuse Tempe had.

"Maybe, but I think it's something more."

"Well if it's something big, when you find out tell me." Booth said and left.

"Tempe, can we talk?" Ange asked walking back in the room.

"Sure, but make this quick." Tempe replied, again writing in the folder.

"Are you sure your fine and everything? I mean you just emptied your stomach and started to eat again."

"I'm fine Ange, just a little stomach pain, nothing much else." She said closing up her laptop and opening another folder.

"If something was wrong, you'd tell me right?"

"Of course."

"Alright, Booth said he'd be back." She said leaving her friend alone in the office,

As the week went by Tempe seemed to be getting worse, she could be seen eating more often than usual and she would occasionally talk about feeling sick. Once in a while Angela even heard her throwing up in the restroom, but finally she had had enough.

"Tempe, I need to talk to you." Angela said entering her office.

"Ok, but make this quick I have to get this last chapter done by the end of the week." She said never looking up from her computer.

"I'm worried about you, you're starting to get unusual eating habits and I still hear you throwing up in the restroom. Please go see a doctor and get checked up on, just to rest my nerves." Angela begged.

"I can't Ange I have a lot of work to do."

"Look an hour out of your time is all I'm asking, Booth has offered to take you. He's worried too."

"If I say I'll go can I get some work done?" Tempe asked wishing her friend just leave her alone, but knew the only way for that to happen was to agree.

"Yes, Booth is waiting for you, if you leave now you can make the appointment I already made you."

"fine." Tempe said closing her computer and walked out of the museum to Booth's waiting car.


can anyone guess what's wrong with her? the truth will shock you. J/K! please reivew