Okay y'all, thank you again so much for all the reviews and it looks like I have quite a few of you on alerts, thanks for having that kind of faith in me!! Haha, again, I want to thank Tink for all her help. This will be the last chapter of them before the adventure starts, thank you all for your patience.
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The next few days were a whirlwind of activity. Booth and Brennan both felt like they had a phone permanently attached to their ears. They had tracked both aunts to their respective jobs and had made reservations.
They were planning to spend three days in Leavenworth at the "Thousand Trails" campground just outside of town where Cathy was the director of operations.
Charlie on the other hand, was a different story all together. She was the lead hand at the Hunter Peak Dude Ranch and would be on a scheduled overnight cattle drive, but they were hoping to catch up with her on their second day in Cody. Booth had decided to call Cullen and clear his schedule for the next two weeks, just in case they got themselves into trouble. Cam had been completely understanding and gave Brennan the time off with no questions asked. The pair decided to work on their outstanding paper work on Monday and Tuesday and would leave for Boise on Wednesday morning. Booth had checked in with the Boise field office and let them know that he would be in the vicinity and asked for assistance if needed. He was told that the F.B.I would not be used as his own personal task force but if they did come across the "gang", they were still escaped fugitives and would be handled as such.
"Okay Bones, I just talked to Special Agent Trevor Nicolle and he has given me clearance and was happy to oblige. Gotta love that western hospitality. We are only to call in the cavalry if we have absolutely no options."
"Thank you, Booth. I am in such debt to you and the bureau. I know this isn't a case but I am glad they are on our side." She approached him and leaned in to give him a hug. She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Booth, I couldn't have done this without you, I just want you to know how much this means to me."
"You're welcome Bones. Did you get a hold of Angela? Did she say where she and Jack are?" They had realized that in their whirlwind planning, Jack and Angela were still MIA. It made asking for her advice on disguises and stuff just that much harder.
"I did, she still won't tell me where they are, but she suggested that I put in a rinse to change my hair colour without it being permanent. She also suggested that I curl my hair and try to keep it up as much as possible. She said to wear big sunglasses and scarves. Just like someone named Jackie 'O'. Do you know what that means?"
"Well Bones, she was JFK's wife, I can't believe you didn't know that. I am also thinking that if we are supposed to be on an adventure honeymoon, getting all dolled up like Jackie 'O' may not be an option. The rinse is a good idea, but you should go lighter. Your mom and her sisters both have dark hair and the family resemblance may come out more than it already is. Why don't you just dress like you did when we went to the desert? Your big hat and your big sunglasses, that should cover it up enough. Did she suggest anything for me?" He smiled his cocky smile. "Not that you could hide this." He said while sweeping his hand over his face.
"Yes, she did actually, but you aren't going to like it." Brennan hesitated before continuing. "She suggested you buzz your hair and go 'hemp', whatever that means."
Booth stood with his jaw agape. "She wants me to go 'hemp'? I don't think I can do that. I am not the hippie type, Bones. I am an FBI agent."
"She also suggested that you grow a little stubble, maybe even a goatee."
"Well I guess I could do that. I can just bring my beard trimmer so I can keep it cleaned up. You are asking a lot for me to buzz my hair though. I don't know if I could do that." He kept patting his hair making sure it was still there. "I tell ya what. I will go and buy some really ugly tie dyed shirts and some cargo pants. Some of the convertible ones. I will get a few hats and I will start growing the facial hair. If that doesn't change my looks enough, then and only then will I buzz my hair. That just brings back way too many memories of my army days, and I don't really want to relive those on my honeymoon."
"You know we didn't really get married right Booth? Oh no, what are we going to do for rings Booth? I didn't even think of that." Brennan started to panic a little.
"Bones, hey Bones, calm down. If we are supposed to be hippies then we can just hit the mall and grab a couple silver bands or something. I am not going into debt buying you a wedding set for an undercover operation."
"Okay, of course, we still have a few days. Could we do gold though? I already wear silver and I am thinking if it is my wedding band it should be special. Even though it's not a real wedding band." She added hastily.
"Hey Bones, do whatever you want, you are picking up the tab, remember. We can pick something up after we have lunch. I am starving, let's go to Sid's." His stomach growled just in time to prove his point.
They got back from the mall just after dark on Sunday evening. After buying a pair of matching yellow gold wedding bands they grabbed the necessary clothing and toiletries. Booth had gone straight home after dropping Brennan off at her apartment. She still had to put the rinse in her hair and she didn't need his help for that. She dyed her hair and was shocked to see the major difference in her looks with just lightening her hair. It hadn't gone completely blond but it was more strawberry. Her blue eyes shone like sapphires, if they weren't noticeable before they were definitely noticeable now. Maybe she would pick up some coloured contacts too, just to increase her disguise.
Their names would be Mike and Molly Carter. They were from Portland Oregon and had been together for two and half years. They had met at work and had fallen in love almost instantly. They had been completely inseparable ever since. They figured that the closest their stories cannoned each other the less likely it would be that they screw them up. Molly worked at the Oregon State Health Department as a claims officer and Mike worked as a fireman. Mike had been injured on the job and Molly had been covering the desk when they brought him in. They decided it could work if they kept it specific without having to be too detailed oriented. Booth was working on getting their ID's ready and he would pick them up on Monday.
Monday and Tuesday were a blur and before they knew it, Wednesday was upon them. Booth was at Brennan's door at exactly six thirty. Their flight left at nine and they wanted to be there in plenty of time. Their reservations were all made under the name Carter and Brennan kept repeating her new name all the way to the airport.
"Hey Bones, could you please stop. You are giving me a headache." He rubbed his temple as they sat in traffic.
"Um Mike, you can't call me Bones anymore. My name is Molly. Please try to get into character." She pleaded.
"Okay, Molly. That is just weird Bones, I don't know if I can do it. Molly...Molly...hey can I call you Doll?"
"Doll?" Brennan sounded totally disgusted. "You couldn't come up with a better nickname than Doll?"
"Well Molly, what do you suggest. I just thought that it was close enough to Molly that if I accidentally slipped it could be easily covered. You know I have to give you a nickname." He chuckled.
"Well I guess I got used to Bones didn't I? Just use it sparingly, please."
"You bet Doll, you bet."
They pulled into the airport parking lot and parked the SUV near the entrance. The FBI would pick it up for them, so it didn't sit at the airport. They checked in at the ticket counter and plodded their way through security. Booth wanted desperately to pull out his badge and speed up the process, but Brennan convinced him that it wasn't absolutely necessary. He was only supposed to use it when needed. They finally got to the gate and boarded the plane. Everything was going according to plan.
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