I know I said I'd make you wait, but I squeezed out a little bit before I had to leave. So I'm sorry this is so short, but I thought I'd give you a little something to hold on to while I'm gone. So ditto everything else I said in my last post. I'll be gone for a week, so don't expect anything too soon. I'll try and get something out on Saturday evening or Sunday, but don't get your hopes up. Thanks for all the lovely little notes. It's nice to know that people enjoy this story as much as I do. Let's just say that the fluff keeps me warm in fuzzy inside. Especially when it doesn't seem like the producers of the show are going to get them together any time soon! (But we can always dream, can't we?!) So, everyone enjoy this short little fluff of a piece. Suggestions are always welcome. As are life stories, quotes, funny anecdotes. Pretty much anything. (Although if it's not so nice, beware that I may use the flames to help burn down my school.) Love to all.

The Next Morning

Brennan rolled over in the hotel bed and stretched her arms and legs as she yawned. She then resumed her position, placing her head on Booth's bare chest, and wrapping her arms around him.

Booth stirred slightly, opening his eyes to smile at the sight that greeted him. "I was hoping it wasn't just a dream," he said huskily, his voice laced with sleep.

Brennan laughed softly. "Nope," she said as she kissed him softly. "Morning sunshine," she teased.

"Morning to you too, honeybuns," he teased back.

Brennan raised an eyebrow, and glared at him playfully. "I know karate," she told him, looking quite serious.

"Oh really Dr. Brennan?" Booth replied. "And what karate move would you use if I did this?" He asked as he ran his hands up and down her naked sides softly, tickling her gently in the process.

Brennan shivered under his touch, and unconsciously pressed her body closer to his. "I'd probably do this," she answered, placing kisses up and down his bare chest.

At that moment, Brennan's cell phone decided to ring, eliciting groans from both of them.

"Hey, it's not mine this time," Booth reminded her with a smile.

"Brennan," she said almost angrily as she picked up the phone.

"Woah, sorry! Was I interrupting anything sweetie?" Came Angela's teasing reply.

"Actually, yes, you were. And if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to what I was doing when you interrupted me, so can we make this quick?" Brennan asked, as she tried to suppress a moan.

While she was trying to carry on a conversation, Booth decided to further explore her body, and was currently placing kisses on her stomach.

"Oh. My. God. You are so not?!" Angela replied in disbelief.

"Actually we are, and we did, so can you get back to what you were calling about?" Brennan answered in frustration.

"I don't believe this. I am so happy for you. And you need to be taking notes, because I want to hear every little juicy, disgusting, intimate detail when you get back. Actually I just wanted to tell you that Zach tested the DNA from the hair that the FBI sent us from your crime scene. It doesn't match the DNA given to us from the mother, so the kids can't be hers. We're still waiting on DNA samples from the congressman's mother, so we can rule out his as the male body. They decided to pack up the scene, as it doesn't appear to be the missing congressman, but they still want you on the case. I talked to Cullen, and he wants you two to talk to the congressman's wife as soon as you can. But, if it were up to me, I'd say take a week off of work, and do whatever you've been doing in that little hotel room of yours," Angela teased happily.

Brennan moaned softly as Booth's lips found a sensitive spot on her neck. "Uh huh, I've uh…I've got to go Ange. I….oh god Seeley…bye," she said, hanging up the phone and throwing it on the floor.

She clasped her hands around his back. "You were very naughty Seeley, very naughty. And I could think of some ways to make you pay," she said as she flipped on top of him. "But right now we've got to get up to New York, and it looks like the weather's cleared. So get out of bed lazy bones, and let's get on the road," she told him.

She sauntered across the room, in all of her naked glory, and winked at him before stepping into the shower.

Booth groaned and flopped back onto the bed, burying his face in the pillows. "Oh, you will be the death of me Temperance Brennan…" he said to himself before following her into the shower.