A/N: Sorry this is a really short chapter. Needed tog et it out of the way so we could get to the good stuff!

Chapter Five

Early morning, and the sun was already streaming in through the floor length windows, drenching Booth in a warm glow. He shifted, aware of a weight on his torso. Looking down he nearly jumped out of his skin, it was Bones. He suddenly remembered the actions of the previous night, or more correctly earlier that morning. He chuckled softly, remembering to bring it up in conversation back at the lab that Brennan was a snuggler. Extricating himself from her embrace, he showered and dressed leaving her to sleep.

After Brennan had woken up confused, realization dawned along with a blush across her cheeks. Realizing Booth must heave headed down for breakfast, she returned to her room and got ready for the day ahead.

Booth was indeed already eating breakfast when Brennan arrived at the restaurant.

'Sweet dreams?' he questioned, a glint in his eye.

'Fine, thanks for letting me, you know…'bunk' in with you.'

They both looked at each other and began laughing. The release of tension was palpable, and Brennan sat down to get on with her breakfast.

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The pair headed into the archaeology lab, and Brennan showed Booth her findings on the skeleton. Taking her facts, he called Sgt Zavalla himself. On the mention of the word 'FBI', it seemed that any information Brennan wanted was at her disposal. Hell, she could even find out Sgt Zavalla's inside leg measurement if she wanted!

The pair sifted through the information sent over to them, looking for any matches to the skeleton lying in front of them. Half an hour later, they had whittled the missing person's files down to three distinct possibilities.

'Bones, this is the end of our involvement you know. This isn't an interesting archeology find as you were led to believe. It's a cleverly disguised murder. I can't even get involved now, it's up to the local authorities.'

Brennan never liked leaving a case without reaching a conclusion herself. Reluctantly agreeing with Booth, she packed up her documents and prepared to go back to the hotel.