What, another update? You must think 'this girl is on fire', updating here and there. The truth is: I had mouth surgery on Monday to have all of my wisdom teeth removed plus a broken one. The only thing that's on fire is my face. Since my face is super swollen I'm not going to work or school and I can't eat. So, what do I do with my free time? Watch TV or write some fanficXD I was watching a rerun of "The Crank in the Shaft" episode and Booth says he's been 12 yrs in the service and should get that coveted chair. So, I thought: hey, why not write a snapshot of his 20 yrs in service;)

Much thanks to Caris Bennet for listening to the idea and making suggestions.

Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Fox.

"Stop it." Brennan smacked Booth's hand away, adjusting his bowtie for the umpteenth time that night.

Angela caught the pout Booth gave Brennan and smiled. Those two were too cute together.

"Why are you so nervous?" Brennan whispered in his ear.

Booth shifted in his seat. "Well, everyone's given a great speech." Even Hacker's speech had praise. "All I'm basically saying is 'thank you'."

"Oh, Booth." Brennan reached for his hand under the table. "You're good at social events." She gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"You were great too." He leaned closer to her. "Your speech was beautiful, Bones."

"You're biased." Brennan chuckled softly, landing a kiss on his cheek.

When Brennan headed for the stage a second time Booth followed her every move. He gulped as she started speaking. He had no idea she was going to be presenting the award.

"Booth, go." Cam snapped him out of his trance. "Dr. Brennan just called your name." She pointed at the stage and Booth nodded.

His walk was filled with fellow agents giving him thumbs up and congratulatory slaps on the shoulder. When he reached the stage he shared a hug with Brennan at the same time she handed him a plaque honoring his twenty years of service.

"Uh, thanks." He smiled at his audience. "Twenty years." He whistled, looking down at the plaque. "Wow, I'm getting old." That got a chuckle out of the audience and eased him into his speech. He thanked his team at the FBI, the squints and of course his partner.

B&B

"You had nothing to be nervous about." Brennan commented as she waited for Booth to close the front door. Booth turned, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I think you're biased, Dr. Brennan." He laughed, low and sexy against her lips.

"I don't think so." She shook her head with a smile, anticipating his kiss.

"Hmm…" He murmured before fusing his lips to hers. They explored the other's mouth, taking their time. "You know, this recognition is yours too." His hands roamed her lower back, pressing her more against him. "You've been my partner for twelve years." He kissed her again. "I couldn't have gotten this far without you. Without the squints." In the darkness he couldn't really see her face, but he could feel her.

"You deserve the recognition." Brennan murmured, her hands caressing his nape. They held each other in silence for a few heartbeats before Booth spoke again.

"Twenty years of service, twelve years of partnership…" He began, swaying her slightly. "Lovers for…"

"I know." Brennan interjected. This time she initiated the kiss.

"Bones." He moaned her name, the moment turning heated.

Suddenly the lights came on in the living room. "Thought I should give you a heads up. You've got an audience."

"Dad!"

"Geez, Max." Booth loosened his hold on Brennan once he realized it was just her father. "Why are you sitting there in the dark?" The older man startled the crap out of him.

"I'm older now." Max shrugged, stating he wasn't sleepy.

"There's a TV." Booth mumbled under his breath as Brennan walked over to Max. She hugged him, asking about her daughter.

"She's no trouble at all." Max assured he'd followed her orders and put Christine to bed at the accorded time.

"Thanks for babysitting, Max." Booth knew the man was always happy to take care of his granddaughter.

"Oh, it's my pleasure." Max assured. "Well, I should get going."

"Dad, you shouldn't drive this late." Brennan chastised, reminding him he was welcomed to stay. They had a guest room. He promised a friend was going to pick him up.

"A lady friend." Max he clarified.

Brennan went to check up on her daughter and found the five year old sound asleep. A soft smile spread across her face while she watched the little girl sleep. After a couple minutes Brennan pulled the covers closer and kissed the child's forehead.

By the time Brennan joined the others, Max was getting ready to leave.

Once they were left alone, Booth went around the house making sure everything was locked and secure. He made a quick stop to kiss his daughter good night before joining Brennan in their bedroom.

She stood barefoot by her side of the bed, removing her earrings. He walked towards her, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

"You know," He nuzzled the side of her neck. "A simple celebration would have been enough."

"A private one, you mean?" She laughed throatily, making his skin tingle.

"Something like that." He encouraged, nipping the skin just below her ear.

Brennan turned in his arms and gave him a light shove. It didn't disturb his stance, but he still fell back on the bed.

"That can be arranged." Her smile was pure fun as she climbed over him, straddling his thighs.