Wow! Thank you all for your wonderful comments and reviews - I am overwhelmed! Here comes part 3, part 4 will be up today too... Let me know, what you think... thanks!!!

Part 3:

Hours later Brennan woke...Lying still for a moment she tried to recall what had happened... But her head still hurt and distracted her ... and though she felt hungry the imagination of eating something made her wrinkle her nose in disgust. She shook her head and tried again to recall last night's events.

Some memories came, blurred, but they came. Angela, bar, Long Island Ice Teas, Taxi, apartment... black... okay she had fallen asleep there... and dreamed of Booth in her apartment, lecturing her about Vitamin C??? How ridiculous... She smiled to herself and decided to get up and help herself to some coffee.

When she entered the kitchen she was surprised to smell coffee and when she spotted the note on her kitchen table her jaw dropped.

"Hi Bones,

hope you feel better when you wake up again.

Coffee is ready, if you need something, just call me, okay... cause I don't think you should drive today.

Just in case you forgot:

Angela called me to come over to your apartment, so don't be mad at me.

I'll come over with some takeout in the evening, your stomach should be okay by then.

Booth

PS: Did you know? You snore!"

"Damn it" Brennan spat out, dropped the note and grabbed her cell phone to call Angela.

"Hi Sweetie, how are you?" Angela asked.

"Angela! I hate you!" Brennan yelled

"What? Hmmm you can't be serious, you love me, Sweetie!" Angela corrected.

"No, no, no. I hate you! Why did you do that? Why did you have to call Booth?" Brennan asked furiously.

"Did I do that? Yeah, right, that's what I did... Well you needed someone to look after you." Angela gave back.

"I would have been perfectly able to handle this myself, Ange!" Brennan shot back.

"You, Sweetie, were only perfectly able to fall asleep on your couch... and I had to make sure you were safe... besides I was drunk too..." Angela started to ramble.

"Ange, how could you do that? This is so embarrassing... And Booth..." Brennan was interrupted by Angela, saying "Bren, Booth would go to hell and back for you... and now, please, can we talk about all this later... because I really have got a head ache and you are not making it better by yelling at me."

"You deserve it! This is so embarrassing... I do not even remember what I said to him..." Brennan sighed.

"Oh, so you talked? I though you just slept and he left before you woke up..." Now Angela sounded interested.

"Yeah,... well... I remember that he said something about lemon juice and Vitamin C... I thought this was just a funny dream... " Brennan said.

"Oh, really... So, you happen to have dreams about Booth... on regular base?" Angela teased her.

"ANGE! What if I told him something... something... embarrassing? Something he should not know..." Brennan asked.

"Now, since he knows more about you than I do by now, that would be quite a thing... wait... ha... Bren,...you are afraid you jumped him or something like that?" Angela sounded excited.

"No.. ANGELA! No... that's... I would never... I mean... He is..." Brennan stumbled over her own words. "you partner... I know, I know..." Angela finished for her.

"You know what Sweetie... I don't know what YOU did, but I do know that Booth would never take advantage of such a situation... Don't you recall anything, Bren?"

Brennan shook her head, but then remembered that Angela could not see that. "No... it's all kind of blurred..." she whispered. "... but he left me a note on the kitchen table..."

"Did he? And what does it say?" Angela asked.

Brennan read out the note to Angela. "And I do not snore..." he added after reading it.

Angela chuckled "You do... I witnessed that myself last night... And he is smart, he made sure you'll call me and work off all the anger on me and not him...

Bren, he made you coffee and he is going to come over with food... what do you want, that's just sweet... He loves to look after you, I just gave him a reason... wait a second...Jack, could you stir the sauce?"

"What was that?" Brennan asked.

"Well, we are preparing dinner, ... "

"What? Dinner? What time is it?" Brennan asked confused.

"Nearly 6 pm, didn't you know... what... Did you really sleep until NOW?" Angela chuckled.

"Damn, Booth will be here soon... I ... have to... Bye, Angela." She hung up and hurried to the bathroom. A pale face with swollen eyes looked back at her. She remembered she had washed her hair, but obviously left it unbounded and now it looked... well, tousled would have been a compliment. She looked at her clothes and muttered "Oh, no..."

She wondered why on earth she had put on her oldest washed out pyjama with teddy-bears on it... but on the other hand, she still had been under influence of alcohol and should be thankful that she had even managed to put it on...

'And Booth saw me like that' she thought and a blush crept to her cheeks...

She washed her face with cold water, tried to flatten her hair a bit and hurried towards her bedroom to change. She just had put on jeans and a sweatshirt, when she heard a knock on her door.

"Bones?" he heard his voice.

"Coming" she answered and checked her appearance in the mirror on her way to the door... 'Well... I still look awful, but surely better than before...'