Yay…a new chapter!!! Alright warning you all now…this isn't really a chapter because…well theres not much in the way of a plot…I guess you can think of it as sort of an intermission of sorts.

"Talk to her Hodgins," was the last thing Hodgins heard as he ran out after his future wife.

Temperance Brennan walked back to her desk shaking her head. Poor Ange. I hope Jack can talk some sense into her.

"Yo…Bones!"

"Booth? What are you doing here aren't you supposed to be checking up on Cummings?"

"Yeah about that…listen Bones what is going on with the squint love? Angela just ran to her office in tears and Jack looked scared out of his mind."

"Booth….Cummings?"

"Yeah sorry...it's not him. His mistress just admitted to being with him the night his wife was killed at some big drug and sex fest…we're checking into it now." Brennan arched an eyebrow as he handed her a new case file.

"Okay…Zach is still working on identifying the weapon", said flipping the file open.

"Listen, Bones", he grabbed the file out of her hands, "lets go have lunch. It's after 2pm and I know for a fact you haven't had anything since I picked you up this morning."

"Booth I am not a child, I think I know when to feed myself", just as she finished her statement her stomach let out a loud grumble.

"Sure Bones, what ever you say", he said with a laugh as he pushed her toward the door.

"Fine", she said grabbing her purse and coat. As they walked out of her office and toward the front of the Jeffersonian they passed Angela's office. Booth couldn't help but notice the artist's usually open door was shut. They both glanced through the glass where the shades hadn't been shut all the way.

"What's going on with Angela and Hodgins?"

"Long story", she said as she glanced back at her friends office.

I hope Jack is strong enough to not let Ange ruin this for the both of them.

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Meanwhile:

A light knock was heard outside the artist's door. Angela said nothing.

Jack slowly opened the door, "Angela…baby?" His voice was soft and gentle. Through the darkness Hodgins heard a suppressed sob escape from the form the saw lying on the couch in the darkness.

Tentively he walked towards the couch. "Angie?" She turned away from him upon hearing his voice.

"Go away Jack." Her voice betrayed her. It was hardly above a whisper and the words were hallow. He crouched beside her and began to rub gentle circles on her back. She tensed only a moment at his touch but soon gave in to the soothing touch.

Dam him and his stubbornness!

A/n: okay I know it's short but I wanted to leave all you loyal reader/reviewers with a little something before I left on my trip. I should have a new "real" chapter ready in about two weeks. Thanks again to everybody who reviews…you truly do not know how much this motivates me to keep writing!

p.s. I just wanted to point out Angela's dead ex-boyfriend's name…the one from Skull in the Desert is actually Kirk and I just realized that. Sorry about that error. I don't know how to go back and fix it, but for future reference I will refer to him as Kirk not Keith.

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