Okay, this chapter is a lot longer. This is what happened during their 'date'. Hope you enjoy!

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Booth was a bit surprised about how nice Brenan's new TV was. It was one of those flat screen Sony TVs that looked more like the newer computer monitors than a TV. The screen was large, huge even. He also noted that she had hooked up her surround sound to the TV as well as her stereo system. Watch the Pirates of the Caribbean on this TV was going to be great.

After he slipped the DVD inside of the DVD player, he went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. He grabbed plates and silverware and made Bones a plate of chicken lo mien with fried rice and an egg role; her favorite combination. He dimmed the lights and lit a few candles which was not unusual for him to do when he came over.

Bones emerged form her room a few minutes later dressed in short blue shorts and a tank top. Booth smiled; damn she was beautiful. Her hair had been pulled back, leaving her pale face flawless. Her blue eyes shined as she took in the sight of the room; her eyes brightened when she saw Booth carrying plates of food to the coffee table beside of the leather couch.

"You look nice," he greeted off-handedly.

"I look like I just crawled out of bed," she retorted, making herself comfortable in the middle of the couch.

"I know; you look nice." Booth settled himself down beside of her, handing her her plate of food. After a minute he spoke again, "Bones, you have to promise me that you won't try to rationalize anything in this movie. You just have to watch and try your best to understand the movie. Just accept what happens. OK?"

"Um, okay," she replied, a bit unsure. "I thought you said this movie was about pirates, what's not to get?"

"Well, it is about pirates but there are also some science fiction parts in it," he explained.

"Oh, I like some science fiction as long as people don't actually believe in it in real life."

"Really?"

"Yeah, it interests me."

Booth smiled as he hit the play button and settled back against the couch.

A half an hour in to the movie and already Brennan had finished eating and was snuggled up against Booth. She would never admit it but the movie actually scared her a little. The part where the guy reaches in to Jack's prison cell and his hand turned to bone actually freaked her out a little. She did, however, enjoy the part where Jack saved Elizabeth and totally hitted on her.

The part where Elizabeth stabs the captain of the Black Pearl was totally unexpected, though. Booth felt Brennan jump a little as she snuggled closer against him. All of a sudden Elizabeth burst out of the cabin and was met with the sight of skeletonized men. "Wait!" Bones yelled. "That is totally not real! They couldn't still be alive! And even if they were still alive because of the 'curse' their bones could not support them like that!"

"Bones," Booth whined. "I thought you were going to keep your opinions to yourself until the end of the movie."

Brennan sighed. "Fine," she pouted.

By the end of the movie Brennan was pleased by the ending. Booth had his arm wrapped around her shoulder as she rested her head on his chest. She was beginning to become sleepy as Booth got up to put in the next DVD.

"You up for another?" he asked.

Brennan yawned, pulling the blanked Booth had retrieved for them earlier during the first movie. "Sure," she smiled, cuddling against him as he sat back down beside of her.

"You've been working really hard lately," he commented as previews for movies played.

"We've had some pretty interesting cases recently," she commented.

"You need a vacation."

"Tell people to stop dying for about a month and I'll get right on that," she replied sarcastically.

Booth laughed, wrapping his arm back around her. "How about the Caribbean? It looks pretty awesome in the movie, huh?"

"It does look nice. It could be an interesting vacation spot." She sighed.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Absolutely nothing; everything's perfect," she replied contently as the movie began to play.

Within minutes Brennan's had stopped talking, her eye lids closed, and her breathing slowed. Booth could feel her heart beat against his chest as he held her close to him, enjoying the moment. Brennan was so beautiful, intelligent, misunderstood. Most people never gave her a second thought once they knew her profession or watched her work on a body. Bones could detach herself from the victim and crime; she did not allow her emotions to affect her work. He could tell it was hard for her; he had found her in her office crying many times. He and Angela were the only two people she ever opened up to. He had held her as she cried about her mother, her father, her brother, and anonymous victims who had suffered greatly.

She had helped him through difficult times as well. He had opened up to her about being a sniper in the army and about how it felt to watch a little boy spattered in his father's blood. She comforted him after he had killed someone, she told him that he had done the right thing. She never put much though in to psychology but she could read people, know when they were lying, know what they were feeling just by watching or talking to them. She could look at a person's bones and tell you a great deal of their life's story.

She stirred slightly against him, snuggling closer against his chest. 'So much for getting her drunk' he thought to himself. He had forgotten the alcohol on his way over and didn't want to spoil the evening by running out to get any. So what? They had had a nice, quiet evening. He would get her drunk another night. She needed to rest for now; she was over worked and it showed.

After turning the movie off he slipped off of the couch and as gently as he could, he picked his forensic anthropologist up off of her couch. She groaned softly, placing her arms around his neck. "Booth?" she questioned.

"Yeah?" he asked, carrying her toward her bedroom.

"Stay?" she asked, her eyes remaining closed.

"Why?" he asked. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she mumbled, nestling her head in to his neck. "Just stay. I sleep better when you're here."

Booth smiled to himself. Bones would never admit something like that when she was in her right mind. "Okay, I'll stay," he whispered, lying her on the side of her bed that he knew she liked to sleep on. He covered her with her down comforter and headed for the door, intent on sleeping on the couch.

"Stay," she mumbled.

"I am staying," he whispered back, not wanting to fully wake her.

"Stay here," she patted the side of the bed beside of her, her eyes still closed, "with me."

"Are you sure?" he asked, already making his way towards the bed.

"Uh-hum," she mumbled.

He slipped into the bed next to her. He moved close to her, wrapping his arm around her waist, knowing full well that they were both going to have to have the aquard first conversation in the morning over this.

Brennan's head found his shoulder; his other hand found her arm, stroking it lightly. "Good night," he whispered, kissing the top of her head as lightly as possible.

Brennan replied by placing her hand on the hand wrapped around her stomach.

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