Ok, NEXT chapter will be them at the Super Bowl. Enjoy! Not mines!
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Brennan sat in her office typing furiously and muttering to herself. Booth was leaning casually against the door frame, watching his oblivious partner. He had a sexy smirk on his face as he started to zone out. He was thinking of the Super Bowl, as every American man was this week. Except he was thinking of it in a different way. I can't believe I got tickets! He put his hand in his pocket, just to make sure they were still there. Brennan's voice brought him out of his thoughts.
"Earth to Booth... this is Huston." she said, smirking back at him.
"What?" asked Booth, confused.
"You kinda zoned out there..." she said.
"What's with all the pop culture references?" he asked.
"Guess you're rubbing off on me..." she said as Booth shut and locked her door.
"Hmmm. Wonder why that is?" he winked at her. "Sooo. Who's gonna win the Super Bowl? I think we should try something different. Let's route for the Eagles!" he said. She knew he was kidding, but decided to tease him a bit.
"Why would we do that?" she asked, cocking her head to one side in the perfect imitation of a confused puppy.
He walked slowly up to her, never breaking eye contact. "Wellllll..." he drew out the word seductively, leaning close to her ear, his hands on the arms of her chair. "Because we're going to be there..." he whispered, grabbing her earlobe between his teeth and biting gently.
"WHAT!!!!" She yelped excitedly as he held the tickets teasingly in front of her nose. She snatched them from him and 'squinted' at them. "Booth..." she said, not believing him. "How...?"
"Let's just say I have a friend who has a friend who has a friend who has a friend who knows Tom Brady. But I was dam lucky to get them." he smiled triumphantly, puffing out his chest.
"This is perfect..." she said.
"What is?" asked Booth cautiously, after seeing the determined and devilish glint in her eye.
"Ange set up a couple web cams at my place. Apparently she was spying on us. I have the perfect way to get back at her..." Brennan said, rubbing her hands together.
"How?"
"Here's the plan..."
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Angela ran around the corner to Brennan's office to see what the commotion was all about.
"I'm NOT going, Booth!" Brennan yelled.
"Why not, Bones? Do you know how hard it was to get these?" he yelled back, anger in his voice.
"I.. I have work! I don't do what ever you want me to, Booth. Bones, we have a case. Bones, let's go. STOP ORDERING ME AROUND!!"
"If you don't want to be partners anymore, just say so."
"I DON'T! Take Zack with you on your special little cases." she spat at him.
"FINE!"
"FINE!"
They both turned on heel and stalked away from each other. Angela cornered a seething Brennan in her office.
"Sweetie, what was that? What did he do? And what does he mean you're not going to be partners anymore?" asked the very worried artist.
"Nothing Ange. Let's just not talk about Booth, ok? By the way, how'd the web cam thing go?"
"What web cam thing?"
Brennan burst out laughing. She sat there clutching her side as Booth walked back into her office, laughing as well.
"Y-you should have seen the look on her face..." Booth got out before collapsing into another fit of laughter.
"I-I know." Brennan gasped, tears in her eyes.
Angela looked back and forth between the two, a confused look on her face. "You mean I was set up?"
They both nodded. Glancing at each other, Booth and Brennan started laughing again, holding onto each other to stay upright. At this point, Cam walked into Bones' office.
"What is going on in here?" she asked. Angela, Booth and Brennan started laughing again. It was contagious. Soon, Cam was laughing as well.
After a while, when they were able to breath again, Brennan said "And I can't even remember what was so funny..." This caused them all to laugh.
"Hey Bones, I forgot about it, but we actually do have a case." said Booth, now serious.
"What's the context of the find?" Brennan asked, putting her hair up into a pony-tail and going into work mode.
"Well Bones, they found some bones, and- Ouch!" he yelped as she punched him in the arm. "What was that for?"
"You're being sarcastic. Let's go! I don't want my remains contaminated!" she was out the door before he could argue. Booth rolled his eyes and followed. Why does it always seem like I'm chasing her? he thought.
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"Booth..." Brennan said, staring at the remains. "Is this a joke?"
"No...why?" asked Booth, confused.
"Because these are monkey bones."
"Dam!" Booth swore, and then sighed. He ran a hand through his hair, something Brennan found absolutely adorable. "Cullen's gonna be pi$$ed. It was just a prank! Come on Bones, let's go."
"But-"
"No buts. There's nothing else we can do here." he grabbed her arm and lead her off towards his truck.
They were on their way back to the Jeffersonian. Brennan was riding shotgun, arms folded and her face set in a scowl. She had wanted to look at the remains.
Booth looked over at his partner and smiled at the look on her face. "You still mad at me?" he asked, reaching over to grab her hand.
All he got was a grunt in response.
"Oh, come on Bones!" he pleaded. She finally looked over at him, and saw his ear to ear charm smile. "Is it just because you couldn't look at the bones?"
"Yes."
Booth let out a bark of laughter. "Go inside and grab your stuff. We're taking the afternoon off."
"No! I have a Civil War skeleton-"
"Please Bones? It's Friday. We're going to the Super Bowl this Sunday. The least you can do is take the afternoon off with me." he gave her his 'puppy dog eyes' and watched at the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. "See, you can't resist me..." he leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. "Be back out here in 10 minutes or I'm coming in to get you."
"Yes, dad." she said, rolling her eyes and getting out of the car.
"10 MINUTES!" he yelled after her retreating back.