OPERATION SWEETS IN THE STREET
Chapter 2:
Operation Terrifying Sweets
Booth and Brennan were having breakfast in the kitchen when Booth's phone rang, signaling the arrival of a text. Reading it he smirked evilly, and looked through the window to see Wendell holding a ladder to Parker's window.
Wendell waved at him but then acted as if Booth didn't know anything when Sweets' bag flew through the window. Booth contained his laugh the best he could while Sweets descended the ladder looking in every direction as if he expected the agent to jump out at him at any given second.
When the psychologist put his foot on one of the lower steps of the ladder it cracked making a horrible noise. Sweets, sure that the step was going to break and he was going to fall, tried to jump from that step to the next one down awkwardly and ended with his butt on the floor.
Booth, who had been holding his laugh in, burst out laughing so hard that it caught Brennan's attention. The anthropologist asked about his outburst, and Booth grabbed her hand and directed her to the window so she could see for herself.
They watched the shrink get up from the floor, looking completely mortified, while Wendell laughed at him. Then Sweets picked up his bag, and the two young men walked to the car.
Soon Wendell was driving out of the area, and Booth informed Brennan about Sweets' secretive escape and Wendell's message. Brennan knowing that Booth must have done something to Sweets to warrant such idiotic behavior demanded to know it. "Booth, did you threaten Sweets?"
"No need. From what I gather from Wendell's text, my threat to Arastoo and Wendell's sense of humor did the job!"
"What job? And why would you threaten Mr. Vaziri?"
"What do you mean 'what job'? The job was getting Sweets out of our house, it was getting really annoying."
"Booth, there was no need to throw Sweets out of the house!" she admonished the agent.
"C'mon, Bones, when was the last time we spent a night like last one? When was the last time we kissed like that on the stairs? Or that we made love in any other place but our bedroom?" Booth complained. "You know I'm right… it was time for him to leave."
"You're right. He did overstay his welcome," Brennan agreed with him. She too had missed the intimacy they shared when the psychologist wasn't in the house and resented having to relegate most displays of affection to their bedroom as much as Booth did. And if she thought about it, this morning was the first time that Booth hadn't seemed to be bothered by Sweets' presence. "Booth, did you decide to lift the restriction about displays of affection outside our bedroom today to embarrass Sweets and get him to leave?" she asked disapprovingly.
"C'mon, Bones don't look at me like that. He needed to leave… we both agree on that," Booth defended himself.
Brennan nodded and smiled at Booth. She didn't approve of the way Booth had thrown him out, but she was happy that the psychologist had finally left their house. Plus she had to admit that Sweets' reaction was quite amusing.
"And I kind of heard him come home yesterday when we were in the living room… that's why we bumped into the walls all the way up," Booth confessed, looking like a naughty little boy.
"Booth!" Brennan slapped him gently on the chest but laughed at the agent's antics.
"So, Bones, it's Saturday; we don't have a case; Christine is still asleep… and we don't have to worry about our baby duck… what do you say we enjoy our newly recuperated empty house?" Booth asked her with a sexy smile, wagging his eyebrows suggestively.
Brennan was a smart woman and decided to postpone asking the questions she had for later, and kissed her mate thoroughly.
The couple did indeed enjoy having the house for themselves again...
It was much later, during lunch, that Brennan finally got her questions answered. Booth told her everything about his threats to the squints or squinterns, and the reason behind them. Well, she did need to push and prod… and even kiss the confession out of him, but in the end she did get the information she wanted, like she knew she could.
At first she had been angry at Cam for dating Arastoo, finding it unprofessional and believing that it would cause problems in the lab. However, Booth had called her on the hypocrisy of her way of thinking. Arastoo was Brennan's intern not Cam's, which gave the anthropologist enough power to avoid any kind of favoritism or unprofessional conduct in the lab. He pointed out that if Brennan's and Cam's supervision was enough to avoid unprofessional behavior when Angela dated Wendell, then so it was with Brennan's supervision now. Especially taking into account Angela's and Hodgins' history with the Egyptian section, something totally unprofessional and that was condoned; and that Cam had always been very professional, never letting relationships affect her job, even when she dated him. Understanding Booth's rationale, Brennan relented and accepted the situation.
She didn't like that Booth felt the need to threaten everyone's boyfriends, or Clark for that matter, either. Yet, she found it really hilarious the reactions of said boyfriends and Clark to Booth's threats. She knew that Booth would never really harm them and she guessed that Wendell knew this too, seeing as how he was the only one who wasn't afraid of him.
The idea of Hodgins visiting Booth to plead for mercy when he and Angela broke up was highly amusing. And Clark covering his eyes with his hands while running from the agent and consequently bumping into a plant was comical too.
Booth also told her how disappointed he was in Sweets because of how he treated Daisy. The talkative squintern drove him crazy but she was a good person, even a nice one when you changed her coffee for decaffeinated and she wasn't rambling in her impossibly high voice making people's ears bleed… The way Sweets broke up with her was one very crappy way of doing so. He knew that Sweets hit a rough patch after the break up but now he had plenty of time to recuperate and it was due time for him to put his shit together and learn a lesson.
Brennan refused to help him terrorize Sweets even more, but she promised not to interfere unless it got out of hand. And soon the couple was back to enjoying their newly shrink-free house.
On Monday morning Sweets strolled into his office in the Hoover Building still very worried about Wendell's warning. If Booth was really only leading him to a false sense of security, then the agent could decide to avenge Daisy at any time when he wasn't expecting it. That thought really worried him.
Knowing there wasn't anything he could do, he sat down at his desk to try to get some work done. It was then that he saw a small yellow piece of paper, exactly like the colorful note pads Booth liked to use.
Turning the paper around, he read the short message in Booth's calligraphy:
It's duck hunting season and you've been naughty!
Captain America
The shrink yelped like a little kid, and ran like a bat out of hell to the Jeffersonian to ask for Brennan's protection.
Dr. Brennan won't let him kill me! I have to get there fast!
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