A/N: Okay, so I lied. I said that this chapter wouldn't be up until next week. And the reason I said that was because I hadn't wrote it yet. But Branwyn is in a very good mood, and that means another chapter for you. Remember, this fic is just a little fun piece to help move along the BB relationship. It's not meant to be deep or anything. Keep that in mind. This chapter is parts of their Saturday together. Hope it's okay.
Saturday morning…
Brennan turned in her bed; yawned into her pillow, and let her eyes flutter open. The alarm clock glowed 7:16 AM. Brennan rolled over to her back and stretched her arms above her head. The first dim rays of sunshine were just starting to stream through her bedroom window, and Brennan took a moment to watch the dust float in the beams. With a deep breath she sat up in bed. The playpen was empty, and a smile tugged at her lips. She threw back the covers, swung her legs over the edge and placed her bare feet on the floor. She stood, padded through the room and out the door. She stepped into the living room and smiled wider. Booth stood in front of the window wearing a pair of lounge pants and holding Piper. The radio played music softly and Booth swayed back and forth. Piper cooed as the agent playfully bounced her. "G'morning," Brennan said. Booth turned on his heels and smiled.
"Well, good morning," he answered. "How did you sleep?"
"I should ask you that," she said. "You're the one sleeping on the couch." Brennan reached out and took the child from Booth's arms.
"Getting pretty comfortable with her, huh?" Brennan gave a shrugged and then kissed Piper on the forehead.
"I figured it was a do or die kinda of thing."
"So does that mean you'll watch her while I go take a shower?" Brennan looked up at him with worried eyes.
"While she's awake?"
"I wasn't gonna wait until naptime," Booth said. "She's been changed and fed. All you have to do is play with her." Brennan looked down at the child in her arms.
"I guess," she finally answered slowly.
"Great. I won't be long." Booth hurried away before Brennan could change her mind.
"Looks like it's me and you," Brennan said to Piper.
XxXxX
Booth stood in the bathroom freshly out of the shower with a towel around his waist. He ran a comb through his damp hair, and then picked up his razor. After he was happy with his shave job, he proceeded to brush his teeth. His thoughts began to wander and they settled on Brennan. He smiled at his reflection as images of his partner and Piper drifted across his mind. Booth was surprised at how much Brennan was taking to Piper. He was also surprised at how right it felt being in the same apartment, even if he did know that it wouldn't last. That Monday would bring back normality. Booth let out a stream of air through his nose and then reached for his clothes. He took his time getting dressed, threw his towel over the shower rod and then left the bathroom. He walked down the hall, his bare feet making no sound. As he came around the corner, the scene he beheld stopped him dead. Piper laid on the blanket, her soft laughing filled the air. Brennan sat on her knees at the child's feet. Booth wondered what was making Piper laugh, when suddenly he got his answer. Brennan quickly pulled the child's shirt up, leant down and gave her a raspberry. Booth smiled, when Brennan sat back up and looked at the laughing child. Again his partner did the same thing, and Piper's giggles got louder. "See, I knew you could handle the task," Booth said, walking into the living room. Brennan looked up at him, heat creeping into her cheeks.
"Booth. How long have you been there?" she questioned.
"Long enough to know you give one mean raspberry," he answered with a smile as he dropped to the blanket. "Oh, don't go getting embarrassed. It's just me." When the reddish color of her face didn't go away, Booth figured it was time for a story. "When Parker was first born," he began, "I was nervous to say the least. I hadn't never really been around a baby before. Anyhow, fast-forward a few months. I had Parker for the weekend, and of course I was more comfortable with him and all the baby talk. Well, I had some of my buddies over to watch a football game, and I forgot they where there when Parker started crying. It wasn't until I had put him to bed and came back to them laughing that it dawned on me the entire time I had been feeding my son, I had been baby talking him." Brennan tried to hold in the laugh that threatened to escape her. "Yeah, needless to say, I didn't hear the end of that for years."
"I'm sorry, Booth, I don't mean to laugh."
"Yes, you do," he told her. "But it's okay. It is pretty funny." Booth turned his attention to the restless Piper, and began to tickle her stomach. "They all have kids now," he went on. "So no more teasing me." Brennan nodded her understanding. Playing with a baby was nothing to be embarrassed about.
XxXxX
"Come on, Bones," Booth pleaded. "It's just a little walk. Just around the block."
"You go ahead," Brennan said, refusing to stand from the couch.
"Piper needs some fresh air."
"Well then take her." Booth put his hands on his hips, fingers spread across his hipbone. He looked at Piper who sat in her infant seat chewing on the end of a rattle, and then back at Brennan. He closed the distance between them and plucked the folder from her hands. "Hey!"
"You are coming on our walk," he said, reaching out and grabbing her wrist. One good tug, and Brennan was dragged to her feet.
"Booth, I don't see why…"
"You've got to go," Booth said, cutting her off. "Because we're in this together. Not to mention, it'll do you good to get out of the house too."
"Fine, I'll go," Brennan finally said, giving in.
"Good." With a smile, Booth let go of her and walked over and picked Piper up. With his hand, Booth indicated that Brennan should go first. Their walk took longer then either one had thought. It seemed like everybody had the same idea about a walk, and every woman seemed to stop Booth to look at Piper. By the time they made it back to the apartment, Piper was asleep, Booth was tired, and Brennan was aggravated.
"Why are you mad at me?" Booth asked as Brennan threw opened the door to her apartment.
"I'm not mad," Brennan snapped. With a roll of his eyes, Booth walked through the living room to her bedroom to lay Piper down for her nap.
"If you're not mad," he started coming back into the living. "Then why are you slamming about?"
"I'm not slamming about." Brennan flopped down on the couch.
"Whatever. You're acting like a 5 year old who didn't get the toy he wanted."
"I am not." Booth threw his hands into the air and sat down on the opposite side of the couch.
"I'm an investigator, Bones. I think I know when somebody is lying."
"I am not…" Her words were cut off by a knock at the door. Booth spared Brennan on last look before standing to go answer it.
"Oh, how domestic," Angela said when Booth swing the door open.
"Come on in," he said, stepping aside to allow Angela, Cam and Hodgins entrance.
"What are you doing here?" Brennan asked.
"Just stopped by to see how you're doing," Angela said, looking from Brennan to Booth. "Did we come at a bad time?"
"No," Booth answered. "We just got back from a walk, that's all." Angela gave a small nod, but didn't seem convinced.
"And where is little Piper?"
"Taking a nap," Brennan answered.
"How's everything going?" Cam asked. "With taking care of a baby and all?"
"Taken some getting use too," Booth said, walking around the trio and sitting back down. "But I think we're getting the hang of it."
"That's…good," Cam answered.
"So what's it like living together?" Angela asked.
"Ange, we're not living together," Brennan quickly said. "Booth just happens to be staying for a few days to help with Piper."
"Um-mm, and where is Booth sleeping?"
"On the couch," Booth growled. He was in no mood for Angela's teasing.
"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the couch."
"Listen, Angela, I'm glad you stopped by and all, but this really isn't a good time."
"I think we've interrupted a little spat," Cam said, the corners of her lips turning up in a smile.
"We weren't having a spat," Booth said.
"Yeah, you keep saying that."
"Maybe we should leave," Angela said. "We'll see you Monday."
"Great, now she thinks something's going on," Brennan said once their company left.
"There is something going on, Bones," Booth answered. "You're mad at me and won't tell me why."
"Just forget it."
"I can't," he said and then added. "Was it that one girl? The one who said if I ever needed any help to call her." Brennan stood from her seat.
"Of course not," she said and then began to push by him.
"That is it! Bones, you're jealous."
"I most certainly am not."
"You keep believing that." Brennan turned to face him, arms crossed under her breast.
"I don't get jealous, Booth. I've stood by while you slept with Rebecca and Cam, trust me, I don't get jealous." With that, she turned from him, walked to the front door and then out of the apartment. Booth just stared after her, not sure of what hurt more. Her words or the look she had given him.
XxXxX
Booth moved away the kitchen with ease and grace. Piper sat in her infant seat on the counter by the refrigerator so he could talk to her while he cooked. The child had awakened not long after Brennan had walked out the apartment. Booth looked at the clock. She had been gone for four hours and wasn't picking up her cell phone. Piper made a wet googling sound around the handle of her rattle. "Yeah, I'm starting to get worried too," Booth answered. Another googling sound. "I tried calling her, but she's not picking up." Booth finished preparing the chicken cutlets, and place them in the oven. "I hope she makes it home soon." He got Piper out of her car seat, picked up her bottle and went into the living room to feed her.
He was just walking back into the living room when the front door opened. "Thank God," Booth said. "I've been worried sick." Brennan closed the door softly behind her.
"Sorry," she said. "I just needed some time to cool down."
"Listen, Bones, I'm sorry if I pushed a little to far," Booth began.
"No, I'm the one who's sorry. I was…a little jealous of that woman," she said. "I mean, I was standing right there and she still preceded to give you her number. I'm sorry I got all…huffy."
"It's okay," Booth said. "Just promise me if you ever walk out again, that you'll call me after an hour."
"Only if you agree to the same thing," she said. "If not, no deal."
"Deal," Booth said holding out his hand.
"Deal."
So, it wasn't too bad, right?
Anyhow, I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up. Maybe today...maybe not.
