Thanks for the reviews! I hope you like what Booth and Angela come up with.

Chapter Two – The Proposition

Booth left the platform and headed over to the Imaging Unit as Brennan went back to work on their latest victim. Angela sat at her desk looking through her address book. Hodgins had gone back to work shortly after learning what the "very important" task was, so Booth and Angela were alone.

"Hey," Booth greeted as he walked through the doorway.

"Hey, stud," Angela said with a smile. "Take a seat."

Booth sat on a chair opposite her desk. "So I just talked to Bones. Are you really trying to set her up?"

"You betcha," Angela replied.

"Well…have you found anyone yet?" he asked.

"No!" she admitted with exasperation. "I know plenty of great single guys, but none of them seem good enough for her."

"That's too bad," Booth said. Angela noticed that the tone of his voice hinted that he didn't really mean that.

"Why did you ask if I had found her a date yet? Do you know someone?" she asked suspiciously.

"Maybe," Booth said quietly.

"Who?" she asked eagerly.

"Okay…look, Bones thinks I'm in here to talk you out of this blind date thing," Booth admitted.

"But you're not," Angela concluded.

"Not exactly," he admitted. "I think it's a good idea."

"Thank you! Hodgins thought I was being ridiculous, too," Angela said. "So who did you have in mind?"

"Me," he said.

"What?" she asked in disbelief.

"I want you to set Brennan up on a date with me," Booth said.

"Really?" Angela asked. He nodded. "As much as I'm rooting for you and Bren to finally hook up, why don't you just go ask her yourself? This seems like the hard way to me."

"Because, I drew this stupid line between us about a year and a half ago, and I made the mistake of telling her that people who work in situations like ours shouldn't be together," he explained.

"Why in the world did you do that?" Angela exclaimed.

"It was right after the Epps case…the one where we almost lost Cam, and I was scared, Angela. The thought of losing Cam terrified me, but I was also afraid that if Bones and I ever got together, losing her would hurt a hell of a lot more. I mostly just said it to make myself feel better at the time. I forgot that Bones is so damn literal sometimes, but anyway, if I asked now, she'd say no," Booth said.

"You're right," Angela said. "She probably would after you basically told her to stay away from you."

"That's why the blind date. If you set us up, she won't know it's me until I pick her up," he said.

"True," Angela said, nodding.

"So what do you think?" Booth asked nervously.

"Booth, it's perfect! I can't believe that I didn't instantly think of you to begin with. That's so unlike me," she said.

"So you'll do it?" he asked.

"Absolutely! Oh, now I'm even more excited about this!" she exclaimed.

"You can't tell her it's me," Booth reminded her.

"I know. I'll just make up a name or something," Angela said.

"No! Then she'll get mad at you and probably me for lying to her," Booth said.

"Okay, I'll figure something out. What do you need me to do?"

"I'll call you when I decide where to take her, and then you can just help her get ready," Booth said.

"Okay. How's Thursday?" Angela asked.

"Why Thursday?" Booth wondered.

"So I can make her tell me about it on Friday rather than having to wait the whole weekend for details," Angela said.

Booth chuckled. "Okay. Thursday it is."

"You better get planning," Angela said.

"Thank you, Angela," he said sincerely.

"No, honey, thank you," she said.

"What did I do?"

"You're absolutely the perfect man for Bren, and now, in ten years, when you've finally convinced her to marry you, I get to tell everyone at your wedding that I helped get you together."

Booth laughed again but stopped when he thought about what she had said. "Wait…ten years? Why would it take ten years?"

"I figure a year of dating, two of living together, two for you to actually get up the courage to ask Miss Antiquated Ritual to marry you, three for her to actually say yes, and then two more to actually make it to a wedding," Angela explained.

Booth opened his mouth to protest but stopped when she realized that might be more accurate than he'd like to admit. "I'll…talk to you later," he said.

She laughed. "You better make this date good!" she called after him as he left. "Smart, sexy, and successful…I knew I'd find him."

Once Booth left Angela's, he slyly looked into the main part of the lab to find out where Brennan was. He didn't want her asking how his talk with Angela went. She was sitting in her office, so Booth took the long way around the platform and exited out the main doors.

Cam walked into Brennan's office a short while later, gently tapping on the door before she entered the room.

"Hey, Cam," Brennan said.

"You look okay to me," Cam said.

"Excuse me?" Brennan asked.

"Angela told me earlier that she was too busy to work up a scenario on the Angelator because she had to help you," Cam said.

Brennan groaned. "I'm sorry. I'll go talk to her."

"What is she doing?" Cam said.

"She's got it in her head that she needs to find me a man," Brennan revealed.

"She wants to set you up?" Cam asked. Brennan nodded. "Let her!"

"Really?" Brennan asked.

"Sure. Blind dates don't have to be a bad thing," Cam said, taking a seat.

"You've had them go well before?"

"My best friend in college set me up once. I was with the guy for four years," Cam said.

"Impressive," Brennan nodded. "What happened to him?"

"We went to different graduate schools on opposite ends of the country and decided a long-distance relationship would be too difficult," Cam said.

"That's logical," Brennan agreed.

"You know, blind dating really isn't that much different than internet dating."

Brennan laughed. "Yeah, well, I'm skeptical about the success rate for that as well," she said. "You really believe I should let Angela do this?"

"Absolutely," Cam said. "I never would've chosen my college boyfriend on my own. When I first met him, he seemed like the complete opposite of what I thought my type was. Sometimes it takes a friend to see something in you that you can't see yourself."

"That…somewhat makes sense," Brennan said. "Thanks, Cam."

"Sure," Cam said. "But you can tell Angela that if she decides to play Cupid instead of contributing to an investigation again, there will be consequences."

Brennan nodded. "I'll tell her."

Meanwhile, in another part of the lab, Hodgins was working at a microscope when Angela bounced up to him. She looked down at him with a huge grin on her face.

"I already gave you my address book, and no, I am not going to help you pick out a boyfriend for your best friend," Hodgins said, never looking up.

"I don't need your address book or your help," Angela said.

Hodgins finally looked up at his fiancée. "You found her a date already? It's not even noon yet."

Angela smiled. "I'm just that good."

"You look really happy," Hodgins noticed. "Who is it?"

"You can't tell anyone, especially not Bren," Angela said.

"Uh oh," Hodgins said.

"It's Booth!" Angela whispered gleefully.

"How did I know that was coming?" Hodgins sighed. "Angie, you can't do this. I know you think they're made for each other, and who knows, maybe they are, but that's something for them to figure out in their own time. You can't risk their relationship for your own amusement."

"I'm not!" Angela said. "Booth came to me."

"What?" Hodgins asked.

"Yeah. That's right. He talked to Brennan, he found out about the date, and he came to me to ask me if it could be him. The thought of setting her up with Booth honestly didn't even occur to me."

"Really?" Hodgins asked doubtfully.

"Swear," Angela promised.

"Okay," Hodgins said. "I guess I'll believe that."

"You know, I just wanted to set her up so she could have a nice evening with a good guy, and so far, it's turning out so much better than I imagined!"

"You really didn't think about Booth? I assumed he would be your first pick," Hodgins said.

"I probably would've come to his name in my mind eventually, but he beat me to it," Angela admitted.

"Angie, if this backfires…"

"It'll be bad, I know, but Jack, it won't backfire. It can't."

"Just because it can't doesn't mean it won't," he said.

"Ugh, you know what? You're too pessimistic. It'll go great, and they'll live happily ever after. You'll see."

Before Hodgins had time to respond, Angela's cell rang. She checked the caller ID and sprinted off to her office when she saw that it was Booth on the phone. Hodgins shook his head as she left, chuckling to himself slightly.

"What's up?" Angela asked.

"I just made reservations for the little Italian place downtown," Booth said.

"Garlic, Booth? Come on," Angela scolded.

"Would you relax? I have been on a date once or twice before. I know what I'm doing," he assured her.

"Okay. You made it for Thursday, right?" she asked.

"Yes, at seven," he replied.

"Good job," Angela smiled.

"I'll be by to get her at six-thirty," he said.

"I'll make her beautiful," Angela promised.

Booth chuckled. "Like she really needs help with that."

Angela's face lit up. "Okay, that's just adorable."

"See you later, Angela," he said, embarrassed by what he had just said.

"Bye, stud," she said playfully and hung up. Hodgins appeared in her doorway.

"Stud?" he asked.

"You've got to stop hearing only the end of my conversations," Angela said, planting a kiss on his lips. "It was just Booth finalizing date plans."

"And he approached you?" Hodgins asked again.

"I swear!" Angela promised.

"Booth wants to go out with Brennan?" Hodgins asked.

Angela smiled. "Booth wants to go out with Brennan," she confirmed. "It's about time one of them admitted it."

"There's the Angie I know and love," Hodgins said, giving her another kiss. "You better hope this goes well."

Coming Up: Angela helps Brennan get ready, and Brennan's date's identity is revealed.

Reviews make me happy :-)