All too soon they were pulling up in front of Brennan's apartment building. Once they were inside she told Booth to make himself comfortable while she changed out of her traveling clothes, and set her bags in her bedroom.

"Don't forget my present!"

Brennan smiled back at Booth with a laugh for his teasing.

Booth knew they weren't exactly together, but they still had been out on a few dates together in the past couple months. It had been a few weeks since he'd had the chance to take her out. Right about now he was missing that. So, he'd ask her to have dinner with him tonight.

He missed how relaxed she became when they went out together. Even after a date when they'd go back to his or her place for a movie or something leisurely to unwind. She was always so at ease, and now Bones appeared incredibly tense. Booth just wanted her to feel calm and at home again.

Brennan returned, still reluctant to face Booth. She wore a cotton t-shirt, and yoga pants. Without even thinking she presses the play messages button on her answering machine that was on the phone dock next to the couch.

A couple hang ups, wrong number, Russ, Angela, and oh shit…she thought.

"Hey Tempe! It's Alex just called to-"

Brennan harshly hit the delete button in a panic forgetting that Alex was calling to make sure she'd gotten home safe.

Booth's attention had been caught at the male voice.

"Bones, who's Alex?"

Oh great thought Brennan. She never wanted to lie to him, but some lies were necessary.

"A friend of Russ's from high school." Without giving him a chance to responde to very odd lie she added "How about I give you your gift now?" She really wasn't asking him more like telling him the subject of Alex was over.

Booth knew she was hiding something and that lie she just told him proved it. Right now he'd let it go though. "Sure , Bones."

So he took the t-shirt she offered to him. It read 'Clark Kent has nothing on me' on the front then he twisted it and the back had the superman logo on it. He smiled at her then leaned in and kissed her lips softly.

Pulling back he had a grin. "Bones, have dinner with me."

Of course he didn't really say like a question.

"Booth, I'm too tired to go out tonight."

He shrugged, "I'll cook. Is Italian okay?"

She sighed. "Sounds perfect. If you're cooking for us I'll just sit here and read my mail."

He nodded. "Okay give me half an hour."

Then he went to the kitchen to simply make her and him some spaghetti. After he had the noodles in the pan he looked in on her.

She was cuddled up with a pillow on the couch reading one of her science journals. Well at least that's what he thought.

She looked lovely while she was intently concentrating on the article that had her attention. Well he assumed it had her concentration. Not likely.

"Booth, don't let the spaghetti burn."

She said to him nonchalantly without even glancing up from the journal. She hadn't even turned around to look at him. Then she did and smiled.

"Oh right! Food! Be back in a minute."

What was it about that woman's smile that could reduce him into a babbling idiot at times like say….now?

Ten minutes later after smelling the aromas of delicious spaghetti in the kitchen, Brennan decided to go check on Booth and the food.

At least, it was an easy distraction from Seattle and Alex Sharpwriter.

A/N: so there's chapter 2….if anybody wants to help out and beta this story for me let me know. Email me or I'm on aim at lisadrug duh. Reviews!!