Chapter 2: Dead Wrong

Temperance Brennan studied her appearance in the mirror. Her hair was done beautifully, she was thankful that she had found a hairdresser with a free appointment slot. Her hair was loosely pulled back and left in cascading curls, as well as a few soft curls around her face for effect. The hair dresser had assured her that her date would love it. She smiled at her reflection as she turned her head.

She smoothed out the little black dress that Angela had picked it out for her. She hadn't had a reason to wear it until this evening. She smiled at how flattering it looked on her, how wonderful she felt in it. Her inner self smirked at how vain she could be, but her logical side chimed in that she was only performing the typical mating dance of her species.

She left her bathroom in a quest for her coat, purse, and keys. John had said they would meet at the anthropologist dinner and then venture inside together. She was glad that John had already been planning to go to the annual dinner for the society, while she wasn't shy about going on her own, she was happy to be able to talk to him more. They had been too busy in Peru to have any good length discussions.

As she passed her coffee table she noticed the small vial that she had brought back from Peru. She had wanted to check on the sample she had taken. Unfortunately she had forgotten to bring it to the lab earlier. She furrowed her brow, the Jeffersonian was on the way and it would only take five minutes to drop it off and have the analyst start running it. She glanced at the clock, she was early anyway. She placed the vial in her bag and made her way out of the apartment.

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Booth waved goodnight to Cam, who also had a date on Valentine's day. In fact the lab was dead quiet, since Zack had bolted for his date too. Booth shook his head in disappointment and disbelief, how was he the only one without a date? At least Bones hadn't stopped by the lab yet and now that no one was around, he could easily get back into her office and take the gift back.

He made his way back to her darkened office, still questioning how all of the squints had a date but him. He grabbed the box of the desk and pocketed it. He was reaching for the letter when he heard a familiar voice, "What are you doing in my office?

Booth's hand froze and he looked up to see a drop dead gorgeous Temperance Brennan standing in the doorway. His jaw would have slammed through the floor and into the basement had he been actually capable for such a feat. He cleared his throat and almost stammered for words, "Wow Bones… Wow."

She smiled and walked into the office, "Thank you. No avoiding the question, what are you doing?"

Booth quickly racked his brain the most plausible lie he could use to avoid detection. He remembered the autopsy report under his arm and quickly held it up for her. He dropped it on her desk, over top the letter, and smiled as nonchalantly as he could. She seemed uninterested in the report and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Booth could feel her eyes trying to bore the truth out of him and he quickly changed the subject. "Shouldn't you be getting to your date?"

"Oh!" She snapped back to herself and began fumbling in her pocketbook, digging for the vial she had brought with her. Eventually her fingers crossed the little object and she pulled it out triumphantly. "I brought this to put in the testing rotation; I wanted to get it in before they left for the night."

"They've already gone." Booth said, feeling the mild sting of jealously.

"Already? I'll have to run it myself, or at least start it. The test takes 12 hours and I'd like to have the results in the morning." She said to herself as she walked out of her office. Booth tagged along behind her, forgetting about the letter in his excitement of making Bones late for her date. Bones slipped on her lab coat and sat at the extraction table.

Booth leaned against the table behind her and smirked, "You're going to be late. Do you really want to keep this John waiting?"

"How did you know his name is John?" She asked distantly as she removed the small piece of bone from the vial. She placed it in the holders and made sure the small bones saw was ready for use.

"I didn't I was calling him that because of the John Doe… you know what? Never mind." Booth said aggravated and stood up. He felt suddenly very angry with her and the situation. "I'm going to get out of here; you're not the only one with a date. Have fun tonight Bones."

"You too, Booth." She answered in a distracted tone as she turned on the saw. She pressed it to the small bone and cut it in half. Suddenly alarms roared to life and Bones nearly dropped the saw. She quickly let go of the trigger, hit the emergency button on station and looked at Booth.

"What the HELL?" He looked back at her, covering his ears.

"Decontamination! Quick, get in the shower!" She yelled to him and pointed at the nearest one. They raced to it and she pulled the handle as hard as she could. Cold water rushed over them in a downpour of ice, or what Seeley would have called ice had he been able to keep his teeth from chattering. They emerged from the icy shower slightly disorientated.

Bones moved to the emergency decontamination station box and pulled out the blankets. She tossed one to Booth, "Quick we need to get these clothes off and burn them."

He did as he was told, removing all of his clothes without hesitation and wrapped his wet naked body in the stiff blanket. He turned and saw the back of a nearly naked Temperance Brennan. He quickly turned back around and called over his shoulder, "Where do I put my clothes?"

A plastic bag smacked into the back of his head and he grumbled as he put his clothes in it. She took the bag and dropped it into the incinerator shaft. They stood there finally with nothing to do, wrapped in giant blankets. Neither spoke for a moment, they just stood there, confused, cold, wet, and naked.

"What the hell just happened?" Booth shivered as his body dried in the cold air.

"Do you remember what happened when Hodgin's and Zack cut into that bone three years ago-" Bones started hesitantly, She knew that Booth had been very angry last time.

"And we spent Christmas in quarantine?" Booth nearly roared at her. His blood was boiling, he was not going to be stuck in the lab again.

"Yes," she said and then smiled awkwardly at him.

"No..no no no." He glared at her. "Bones you are telling me that I have to spend another three days in here? Are you telling me that you just got us locked in here again?"

"Yes, but until we know what it is we won't know how long."

"Alright and when will that be?" His temper was roaring in his ears, but he could feel it subsiding. There was nothing he could do about it now and there was no point in getting in an argument with Bones over it. His brain also reminded him that she would now miss her date, which made him feel loads better.

"Well, with the alarms the CDC is called, just like last time. They will check the computer data and let us know. They should be here in a few minutes."

"Alright. Tell me there are clothes somewhere in here. I really don't want those guys that came last time to find me naked."

"Oh, yeah." Bones said and looked around, trying to remember if she had any clothes anywhere in the building.

When she didn't respond quickly Booth's hopes and head fell. "Oh fantastic."

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A/N – Second chapter yay! This one will be an interesting write, since about halfway through the chapter I completely changed ideas of what I was going to do. But don't worry, this path will provide a much cooler and much longer story.

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