A/N: when we left our favorite couple, Angela was at the front door announcing a surprise party was about to occur. Rude, right? So what happened next? Read on to find out.

A small amount of spicy stuff at the end...

Angela's minivan pulled into the playground parking lot around the corner from Aubrey's house. Getting out of the driver's side, the pregnant artist opened up Hodgins' wheelchair and parked it by the passenger side for him to get into as three more cars pulled in behind them.

"Are you sure this...pounding...is a good idea, Angie? All of us dropping by unannounced on a Sunday afternoon like this?", Hodgins asked, his concern evident in his voice. "I mean, Jessica just moved in yesterday, and I'm sure they're busy…"

"Knowing them, they've been 'getting busy' all over the house, and I don't mean unpacking.", Angela giggled as Hodgins pulled his legs up into the chair. "Besides, having a pounding when someone moves into a new home is a time honored tradition…"

"Yeah, but we might be the ones who get the pounding if we interrupt them while they're in the middle of something." Hodgins puffed out a sigh as Angela handed Michael-Vincent a large grocery bag. "I still think we should've called to ask if we could stop by…"

"What? And spoil the fun? That's part of a pounding, Hodgins...showing up when they least expect it and catching them in the act. And look...we've brought food and beer...some household supplies...folding chairs...they'll won't have to do a thing. I think they'll be glad to see us. You'll see..."

"I suppose…" The entomologist glared at his wife as she waved at Booth and Brennan, who had just arrived with their children in tow. Maybe one day he'd understand her crazy sense of humor, but today he was more worried about maintaining his friendship with Aubrey and Jessica. I know I'd be pissed if this many people dropped in on me without calling first…especially if Angela and I had no kids at home and we were 'getting busy' in the kitchen..."

Angela bustled around getting their friends from the lab and the FBI organized for the impromptu housewarming party. "Okay, does everyone understand the plan? You all will be standing on the lawn when I ring the doorbell, and we'll all holler surprise when I give the signal."

"Hopefully Aubrey and Jessica aren't naked right now…that would be awkward.", Wendell replied as the large group snickered.

"They probably are if they're like Hodgins and me when we first moved in together…" Seeing their friends nodding and smiling, she took the handles on Hodgins' wheelchair so they could lead the way. "Okay...let's go see what they're up to…"

Not wanting to take her husband's wheelchair over the rough, muddy path leading to Aubrey's yard, Angela led everyone around the corner as the noisy group made its way up the quiet street, attracting a few inquiring glances from the neighbors.

"We're getting some weird looks, Angie.", Hodgins muttered. "I hope no one calls the cops…"

"Oh, just relax. I just saw Booth waving at a few of them, so they obviously recognize him and Brennan. I think we're safe.", Angela said, annoyed at her husband's lack of enthusiasm. "Now quit being a killjoy, Hodgins. This is going to be fun."

Leaving her husband's chair on the front walk, Angela strolled up to the porch and rang the bell. After waiting a few seconds, she rang it three more times.

"Maybe they're not home.", Michael-Vincent said innocently as he stood next to her.

"I think they're home, Honey…but they're occupied..." Angela paused as a disheveled Aubrey appeared in the doorway. 'Aubrey has sex hair...someone has definitely been getting busy today…'

"Angela...", he sighed in disgust as he eyed his unwelcome visitor. "What's up?"

"Good morning, Aubrey...or should I say good afternoon? Where's Jessica?" Listening as Aubrey mumbled an explanation, Angela laughed out loud. "Never mind...I know she's around somewhere...she's probably hiding naked in the kitchen as we speak."

Hoping his face wasn't too red, Aubrey pointed at the package of toilet paper that she held in her hand. "What the hell is that?"

"Just a little present for you lovebirds." Tossing it at Aubrey, who barely caught it, she turned and waved to the people standing on the lawn behind her before glancing back at him. "Anyway, we're here to give you a pounding...in other words, a housewarming party…" The raucous crowd soon joined in with her. "Surprise! Happy housewarming, Aubrey and Jessica…"

Aubrey was obviously not impressed with the idea of having a party. 'Are you fucking kidding me right now?' Running his hand through his unruly hair, he tried to talk Angela out of her plan. "Actually, this isn't a good time for that sort of thing...the house is a wreck...we don't have any food...we're both really tired…" He turned as he heard Jessica walk up behind him. "Maybe next weekend we can have a party…what do think, Jess? Next weekend would be better, right?"

The redhead smiled as she came to stand next to him. Putting her hand in his, she shrugged as she smoothed the Syracuse sweatshirt she had thrown on over a pair of leggings in the laundry room, hoping her inner Spartan would forgive her since it was sort of an emergency. Tilting her head to one side, she thought over his question. "I don't know, Aubrey…" She winked at him on the sly. "Maybe we should just get this over with…now is as good a time as any."

Aubrey was not happy as he realized his plans to have a naked redhead sprawled out on the kitchen's center island were going up in smoke. "But we've got a ton of Jessica's stuff lying around all over the place, Angela…"

Reaching up to give him a kiss on the cheek, Jessica whispered in his ear. "Don't worry, I've picked up all of my lingerie…no one else will see my panty party or bra parade."

Aubrey shifted from one foot to the other as the group of people on the lawn began to grow restless. "But we don't have enough food or beer for everyone…or chairs...or plates...we still need to go grocery shopping later...I haven't given Skinner his afternoon treats yet..." And I'm exhausted...

"Nonsense. Come on, Aubrey...relax. It'll be fun." Angela gave an airy wave as she smiled indulgently. "We came to see you two, not the house. Anyway, we've brought enough food and drinks for everybody, some folding chairs...paper plates and plastic forks...and everything else we need. You all don't have to do a thing…"

"Except clean up later…", Aubrey muttered under his breath. He still wasn't sure it was a good idea, but he could see that Jessica was game for a party. Sighing softly, he moved out of the doorway and gestured grandly towards the home's interior. "Okay, since everyone's already here, come on in…"

The large group of people who had been milling around cheered loudly as they headed for the front porch and into the house. Along the way, Aubrey received commentary from a few of his friends.

"Nice bed head, man." Wendell snickered as he rubbed his hand across Aubrey's hair.

"Shut the hell up…", Aubrey snarled, smacking the hand away.

"Looking a little tired, Aubrey." Arastoo chuckled as he followed his sons and wife into the house. "You and Jessica must have been doing a lot of 'moving' yesterday and today…"

"Kiss my ass, Vaziri…", the agent replied to Arastoo's laughter.

Booth and Brennan led the rear into the house as their children ran ahead. "Aubrey, interesting...attire for the afternoon. You might want to change your clothes since you have guests.", Brennan said.

"I'll do that, Dr. B.", Aubrey grumbled. ...even though I should be able to wear what I want in my own house on a Sunday afternoon...

Booth couldn't stop himself. "Yeah, you're looking really GQ with your old fraternity sweatshirt and those sexy Star Wars stormtrooper pajama pants you're wearing...those must get Jessica really hot."

"Fuck you, Booth.", Aubrey muttered to his friend's hysterical laughter, which he greeted by flipping his friend the middle finger as he shut the front door.

Running upstairs, Aubrey quickly changed into jeans, combed his hair, and brushed his teeth. Coming out of the master bathroom, he saw Skinner laying on the bed with an irritated look on his face.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. I didn't invite them."

Returning downstairs, he saw packages of toilet paper, canned food, and other decorated boxes that contained various household items set up in front of the fireplace and recliner. Looking inside the boxes, he smiled at his friends' kind gestures. Next to him, Hodgins was playing with his phone and a Bluetooth speaker.

"Aubrey, what's your wifi password again? I have to put it into my new phone so we can use my Amazon Prime for music."

"darthvader83, all lower case.", the agent replied. "Hey, none of the techno crap, okay?"

Soon the house was filled with music and laughter as the group celebrated the newest milestone in Aubrey and Jessica's relationship. Taking his girlfriend aside as she fixed the scrunchie for her ponytail, Aubrey gave her a silly smirk. "Did you know Angela was planning this grand event for us?"

Jessica gently stroked his face and smiled. "I've known Angela long enough to realize that she doesn't need much of an excuse to throw a party. I would've rather had some notice of what she was planning for this afternoon, but either way, it was just a matter of time before we had to endure some sort of home invasion, so why not do it today?"

"No reason, except that I'd planned to spend the day in bed with you…after I ravaged you on the center island, post omelet brunch." Aubrey chuckled as he took his girlfriend's hand and pulled her close.

"Well, the good news is that since I live here now, we don't have to wait for a special occasion to do that...we can spend whole weekends in bed together whenever we want…" She giggled as he gave her a smoldering kiss. "...and after everyone leaves, we can go right back to bed if we want…"

"Oh, I want...I want that so much…" Sighing in frustration, Aubrey nodded as he watched Angela organize the platters and trays of food as they were set out on the kitchen counter. "Okay...since they're here, we can have a party, but I'm gonna make all of them leave in a couple of hours." He arched an eyebrow suggestively at Jessica. "I have some things I need to do this afternoon...and so do you."

"I agree...we both have a lot of things we still need to do." Jessica smiled as she ran her hand down his chest. "And none of them involve housework or unpacking…"

Oooooooooo

Thirty minutes later, Aubrey tipped back a beer bottle as he sat at the center island, watching as his friends enjoyed themselves at the party. He noted with interest that Genny and Hunter stood hand in hand while they chatted with Booth. Danny and Christine were racing through the house, laughing as they chased after Cam's youngest son. All of the guests seemed to be having a good time the impromptu get together.

"Any excuse for a party, right?", Aubrey mused as he saw a loving glance exchanged between Agent Shaw and her favorite accountant. "Hmm…maybe Booth is right...those two are really into each other…and it looks serious.", he said to himself. "That's good...Shaw deserves to be happy...and she sure looks happy...she's practically glowing."

His thoughts were interrupted by someone clearing his throat next to him. Turning, he saw Daisy and Beau standing there holding a decorated carton containing four boxes of Cap'n Crunch. "Hey, Aubrey…happy housewarming to you and Jessica.", Beau said with a laugh.

"Oh, hi, Beau. Hi, Daisy." Smiling at the couple, he took the box holding the cereal and added it to the collection in the living room. Turning back, he waved toward the food. "Help yourself...we have a ton of stuff to eat."

"Thanks." Picking up a plate, Beau started to make a sandwich, piling some roast beef on a slice of rye and slapping on some cheese and mustard. "It looks like you and Jessica have finally settled down together."

That's kinda obvious, isn't it? Realizing that Beau was simply trying to make polite conversation, Aubrey bit back a sarcastic comment. "Yep...we're really happy with how things turned out. I mean, she's been here for two months already, and considering how much time we spend together, it just made sense for her to move in."

Beau finished chewing his bite of sandwich. "Yeah, I get that. Me and Daisy kinda felt the same way when we got married, didn't we, Darlin'? It just kinda made sense at the time."

"Um...yeah." Fidgeting nervously with her napkin, Daisy cleared her throat. "But I think their situation is different, Beau." Desperate to change the subject, she was grateful when her friend joined them. "Hi, Jessica."

"Thanks for coming to our party, Daisy. It means a lot to have our friends support us like this...even Dr. B and Booth came, bringing us that goodie bag of bathroom cleaning supplies."

"Of course...I wouldn't miss it…I mean, we wouldn't miss it...we would've brought Lance, but Beau's mom wanted to keep him for the day." Daisy paused slightly, grimacing as she heard her husband's next comment.

"Yeah, moving sucks, of course, but it's gotta be done sometimes." Beau wiped a bit of mustard from his mouth. "Like me and Daisy...we've gotta move to Canada in a couple of weeks so I can get settled in before training camp for my new team."

"What happened to re-signing with the Redskins?", Aubrey asked in surprise.

"The Roughriders, my new team, made me a honey of an offer, plus they've offered to pay our moving expenses and give me an advance on a great house I saw in the nicest part of Regina. With what I'll be making, we can have Daisy's student loans paid off in a few years. My parents encouraged me to go where I got the best offer, so that's what we're going to do." Beau put his arm around Daisy, who looked very uncomfortable. "I'm glad I'm gonna have my family with me, you know? Daisy and Lance...it'll be great coming home to them every night."

Aubrey sensed that Jessica was becoming equally uncomfortable with the conversation, so he tried to bring up a new topic. "Hey, I heard that your family's barbecue restaurants are going to introduce chicken fingers to the menu…I can't wait to try those..."

"If we decide that moving to Canada is what we want to do, Beau, then that's what we'll do." Daisy took a big sip of her wine to calm her nerves. "But we still have some things to discuss about that…like what I'll do about my job..."

"We can work that out…it's not really a big deal, is it?" Shrugging off his wife's comment, Beau took another bite of his sandwich. Chewing for a minute or two, he glanced at Aubrey. "Hey, do you guys have any left over moving boxes we can use? No reason to buy any if you've still got some lying around…"

"Um...no." Aubrey squirmed slightly in his seat as he saw Jessica's stony expression. "All of the boxes got recycled yesterday. but I bet you can get some nice ones at the liquor stores in town. Jessica says that's a good place to get them…"

"If we even need boxes.", Daisy interjected. "We haven't made a final decision about living in Canada…"

"Come on, Darlin'...", Beau began. "You know it's what makes the most sense for you and me. I get that you still want to work...so maybe you can find a job in the city...or maybe teach at the University…or maybe you don't have to work at all. I'm gonna make plenty of money, okay? You could stay at home with Lance, and maybe we could even add to our family once we're settled..."

Seeing the storm brewing between the two, Jessica quickly intervened. "Hey, let's not discuss that now, okay? This is a housewarming party, right? Daisy, come see my new office…it's Booth's old man cave...I love having all the room..."

"I would love to."

Taking Daisy by the elbow, she ushered her friend into her new space and closed the door. "Haven't you guys worked things out yet? I thought you two were going to talk things over…"

Daisy rubbed her face in frustration. "Every time I try to bring it up, he shuts me out! He lives in some fantasy world, thinking that I'm just going to blindly follow him wherever he goes…"

"Well, that is part of being married...perhaps you choose to go where your mate is going to live...or he chooses not to take a job so you don't have to move...or at least you both discuss it like adults…maybe you two compromise with dividing your time between Canada and DC so you can continue at the NFL and he can play for the CFL. I think it's pretty short sighted that he won't even consider that." Seeing Daisy's embarrassment, a thought occurred to Jessica. "Wait a minute...have you really tried to discuss this with Beau, or are you the one who's been avoiding the topic?"

Busted, the anthropologist couldn't look her friend in the eye. "Jessica…"

"Daisy, answer me. Have you even suggested a compromise of sorts or are you just avoiding the discussion?" When her friend didn't answer, Jessica pushed harder. "Daisy...come on...tell me the truth…"

"I just can't do it…" Collapsing into a chair, Daisy sobbed quietly. "I can't go with Beau to Canada...I can't give up my job at the NFL...and I don't want to jump on a plane back and forth every weekend from June to November...but every time I try to talk to him about it, I fail miserably. He's so happy with the idea of of moving, and I hate it. Why can't he just just grow up and take the Redskins' offer? It's still playing professional football and I wouldn't have to leave my job."

Growing frustrated with her friend, Jessica rubbed her temples before looking up. "Daisy, you can't keep avoiding this…"

"I don't want to be alone again, Jessica...but if he leaves me, that's exactly what'll happen...it'll just be me and Lance…again...just like when I lost Lancelot..." Sniffling softly, she shook her head. "I can't go through that again. What am I going to do?"

"I don't know, Daisy, but time is running out because it sounds like Beau is planning to leave in a few weeks to get settled in before training camp." Sitting on the floor next to her friend, Jessica spoke quietly. "Listen, I know you didn't really ask for my opinion, but...here goes. If you really can't decide whether or not you need to go with Beau, and you're dead set on commuting back and forth during the CFL season, then you need to be truthful. Maybe a trial separation is what you both need…"

"But he'll never go for a separation...if I ask for that, I might as well ask him for a divorce, and I'm not sure that's what I want." Daisy bit her lip as she twisted her wedding ring on her finger. "I do love Beau...I really do. He's so good to me and treats me like a princess, and he's been a good father to Lance...the sex is decent and I know he cares for me. However…"

"However what, Daisy?", Jessica asked.

Daisy continued to fidget with her ring. "I'm just not sure I love him in 'that way', you know? I'm not sure I want to live with him forever, or have kids with him." She paused, wiping away a tear. "You know, Oliver has told me to go away, but I feel like we unfinished business with each other. I don't want to be alone...but he may not be the answer, either...especially since that bitchy physicist entered the picture. What does he see in her anyway? How is she any better than I am?"

Feeling her patience wearing thin, Jessica groaned in frustration as she pushed herself off the floor. Crossing her arms over her chest, she glared at her friend before scolding her severely. "So basically, Daisy, you're just being selfish. You don't love Beau like he loves you, but you don't want to let him go in case Oliver blows you off again. Make a choice, damn it, to either commit to your marriage or let Beau go so he can move on with someone who is willing to compromise and love him like he deserves! You need to be fair to him."

"But Jessica…", Daisy gasped, shocked at her friend's rebuke. "I'm trying to be fair to him, but I need him to be fair to me, too. You need to help me decide what to do …"

"Daisy, you just want to me to say what you want to hear and I can't do that. I wouldn't be a good friend to you if I wasn't honest. Now, I've already told you what I think, and it's up to you to choose. Leading Beau on to avoid an argument, because you're afraid to be alone, or even worse, to keep him as a substitute for the man you really want is just wrong." Turning to leave the room, Jessica looked over her shoulder. "You'd better pull yourself together because Beau is going to start being suspicious about what's going on with you, if he isn't already…"

"I know. Thanks for listening, Jessica…", Daisy said softly. "I'm sorry I keep dragging you into my problems…you're my best friend..."

"You're welcome...now just...get your shit together for Lance's sake...and your own." Shaking her head in aggravation, Jessica slammed the door behind her and rejoined the party.

Oooooooooo

Beau and Daisy left the party soon afterward, because she had suddenly become ill. As the rest of the guests continued to enjoy themselves, Booth sauntered over to join Aubrey, who was talking to Wendell. "Great party, huh?"

"Yeah, I suppose." The men smiled as Wendell excused himself to join Andie and Angela as they set out more food. Looking over at his girlfriend, Aubrey smiled. "It looks like Jessica is having fun, and that's the most important thing."

"Yeah, those two look like they're solving the world's problems." Chuckling as he watched Jessica wave her arms for emphasis while she chatted with Genny, Booth shrugged a shoulder at his friend. "Hey, you might as well get used to it. If you and Jessica are friends with Angela, she's gonna be minding your business for you, whether you like it or not. That's why she arranged our wedding a day and Bones' bachelor party in an hour...because we're her friends. It's just what she does. She's good at it, too. At least she didn't interrupt you at work...or while you were in the 'middle' of something..."

"I know. I don't really mind her doing this, I guess." Aubrey picked up some chips from his plate and popped them in his mouth. "It's actually really nice that she arranged for us to have a housewarming party to celebrate Jess moving in. I just wish she'd waited until next weekend…"

"Why? Do you think the honeymoon will be over by then?" Booth snickered at Aubrey's embarrassment. "C'mon...I know what you've been up to…you've got that 'I've been laid' grin on your face, okay? Bones and I did the same thing when we moved in here after we fixed it up the first time...even though she was eight months pregnant. Christening a house is a rite of passage, Aubrey."

"Yeah, I guess so...and that's been great having Jess here, but it's more than that." Aubrey was thoughtful as he glanced at his friend. "It's hard to explain...she's been here every night except when she was in the hospital or with Dr. B a couple weeks ago. She's slept in my bed...used my shower, sat on that couch...ate breakfast with me, but it was my house. However, when I woke up this morning and realized that she was next to me in our bed...in our house...that I could count on her being here...that she had chosen to move in with me...it was just so...awesome. It was the best feeling I've ever experienced in my whole life. I can't really put it into words…"

"You don't have to, buddy...I know exactly what you mean. I've been there with Bones, and you're right. It's awesome." Booth smiled at his friend. "Well, it's been a long time coming, and you guys deserve it. Just be careful that you don't fuck it up, okay? Because if you do, there'll be hell to pay...from my wife. Jessica means a lot to Bones."

"Thanks for the warning!" Laughing happily, Aubrey grinned as Jessica joined them. Putting his arm around her, he pulled her onto his lap. "Don't worry, Booth. I'm never gonna let this woman go…we're gonna be happy together for many years to come."

Oooooooooo

The party was winding down, and the guests had been leaving in groups of twos and threes. Angela had bagged up the trash and had Wendell and Arastoo's boys haul it out to the garage. The last of the dirty dishes had been loaded into the dishwasher, and most of the leftovers had been put away.

"Whoa, there, kids…" Hodgins corralled Christine and Michael-Vincent as they came rushing by, holding up a trash bag. "I need you to make sure all of the trash is picked up in the yard, okay?"

Nodding eagerly, the children went outside and searched the lawn for stray paper napkins and used paper plates. "That should keep them busy for a few minutes.", Hodgins chuckled as he turned to Aubrey. "Hey, thanks for letting Angela give you two a party. I don't think I'd have ever heard the end of it if you'd turned her away."

"Why would she be mad at you?", Aubrey asked in surprise. "It her idea…"

"Man, I can tell you're not married yet. If anything goes wrong with the wife's plan...especially a pregnant wife's plan...it's normally the husband's fault...no matter what has actually happened. Besides, I had suggested we should call before we came over, but I got shut down immediately. If you'd said no, I might've said 'I told you so' and then...BOOM. The battle would be on…"

"Oh…" Still somewhat confused, Aubrey grabbed the last slice of cheese from a platter and took a bite. "Well, I'm glad I could help you out. It was a great party..."

"Yeah...imagine how great it would be if she had planned it weeks in advance.", the entomologist said as his wife entered the room.

"Oh, give it a rest, Hodgins." Angela chuckled as she wiped down the counter. "Some of the best parties happen on the spur of the moment…"

"Very true.", Hodgins agreed. "Are we about ready to go? Wendell parked the minivan in the driveway for us before he and Andie took off a few minutes ago. I think our friends here are ready to have some privacy before they go back to work tomorrow…"

"You're probably right." Angela picked up her platters and called their son. "Let's go, Honey."

"Thanks for everything, Angela...Curly…" Jessica smiled as she and Aubrey walked their friends to the door. "It was really thoughtful for you to call everyone together to celebrate us making our home together...we really appreciate it…"

"It was my pleasure, Jessica. Any time…" Giggling softly, Angela leaned over and whispered in Jessica's ear. "Now go take care of your pleasure…"

Biting her lip to keep from laughing out loud, Jessica's eyes danced with mischief. "Absolutely. See you tomorrow…"

"Bye, Hodgins...bye, Angela." Waving as their friends left, Aubrey bent down and gave Jessica a kiss. "Damn, I thought they'd never leave…"

Oooooooooo

Thirty minutes later, Aubrey and Jessica were relaxing on the couch as he listened to her retelling of her earlier discussion with Daisy.

"So you yelled at Daisy. So what? It was a long time coming, Jess." Aubrey had his head in Jessica's lap as she absentmindedly ran her fingers through his hair. "Listen, with all the shit she's pulled, she's lucky that you talk to her at all."

"I know, but I feel bad that I lost my temper with her. I think she's just really confused…"

"And you've been trying for several weeks to help her figure things out. I get that she's a close friend and that you want to be there for her like she was for you, Jess, but there comes a point where you just have to let it go. Yeah, she's probably going to make a mess of things or maybe

she'll get her head on straight, but whatever it is, she has to do it herself."

"I know...you're right…"

"Of course I am, Jessica." He smirked as he reached up to brush the hair away from her eyes. "Anyway, you've got bigger fish to fry…"

"Oh, really? And what might that be?", she giggled as he sat up and pulled her into his arms. "James Aubrey, aren't you tired of me yet?"

"No way...I'll never be tired of you." Kissing her tenderly, he slipped his hands under her shirt and began to fondle her breasts. "I have you all to myself now, and you can't use the old 'I have to go home and work on my dissertation' excuse any more…"

Moaning in appreciation of her lover's caresses, Jessica tugged at the button of his pants. "Why do you keep wearing so many clothes? It's very inconvenient…"

"Well, I can't run around in the nude all the time. What would the neighbors think?", he chuckled as he effortlessly rid her of her clothing. "Besides, this Syracuse sweatshirt is mine, Spartan Girl…"

"We share a house now, so why can't we share clothes?" Her laughter turned into a gasp of pleasure as he pulled her onto his lap. She could feel his rock hard erection straining against her yoga pants as she settled on top of him . "Wow…zero to sixty in six seconds..."

"Just being with you...does it to me everytime." He pulled her closer so he could kiss her pert nipples. "God, you're so beautiful…"

"MEOW!" One very annoyed orange tabby came running down the stairs. "MEOW!" Jumping up on the couch, Skinner swished his tail as he stared at the couple. "MEOW!"

"Holy shit…" Sighing loudly, Aubrey turned to the cat. "Seriously? Cockblocked by my own damn cat? Your timing is awful, Skinner. You're just as bad as Booth..."

"Well, he's been hiding upstairs all afternoon. No wonder he's hungry. Hang on just a minute…"

Quickly climbing off the couch, Jessica hurried into the kitchen to pour some food into Skinner's bowl. After checking the cat's water bowl, she strolled back into the living room and stood in front of the couch. "You know...I'm sleepy. I think I'll go take a nap…"

"Oh no you don't...none of that nap shit...not yet." Aubrey took her hand and pulled her back onto his lap. "Not until I'm sleepy, too…c'mere. Let me take you for a little ride on the Aubrey Express..."

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she groaned when his lips found her left breast. "I was hoping you'd say that…"