Brennan sat at her desk. Everything felt right. Her eyes had seemed to be moving back toward a lighter blue, instead of brown, and when Hodgins had asked her opinion on some microscopic grit, she was able to answer succinctly and correctly. But still she waited, sitting on the couch in her office, hoping this good feeling wasn't just a dream.
Booth nervously entered Brennan's office.
"Bones?"
She sat up from the couch and stood. THAT was a good sign. "Yes!"
His face opened in a huge smile and he pulled her into a hug. "We did it! We're back."
"Finally!" she nodded. "I can actually do my job." She pulled back slightly, and looked at the way his hands still clutched her shoulders.
"And I can not feel like a walking encyclopedia." He smiled. "No offense."
"None taken, Booth" she smiled as she took a step back.
"You know, Bones…" he plopped down on the couch, "It wasn't so bad being you. And now…"
Brennan perched against the side of her desk, "Now what?"
He closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head. "Now I know sort of how you feel about things, sometimes. Where before I wasn't so sure."
Their eyes met then, and they both remembered what they'd admitted in Sweets' office the day before. Booth wanted to ask her if he really did hurt her feelings when he laughed at the way she didn't always get modern jokes, but instead, he just watched her.
Brennan moved behind her desk. "Well, likewise. I am now more acutely aware of your thoughts and feelings."
Booth's eyes met hers, and Brennan wondered if Booth really did feel uncertain about how much he meant to her. She opened her mouth to tell him he really was her best friend,…
"I've figured it out!" Sweets burst into the office.
Booth turned on the couch, "Sweets…what are you doing here?'
"Yes." Brennan stood. "This is highly inconsistent with our normal pattern."
"Right…" Sweets nodded, "I think I know what happened. You guys got switched. "
Booth and Brennan shared a quick look, and Booth smirked and crossed his hands in front of his chest, "And just how would you say that happened, there, Sweets?"
Sweets faltered a bit at Booth's tone, and turned toward Brennan. "But…you were mean to me…"
Brennan shook her head. "The likelihood of any human's inner workings becoming switched with the inner workings of another human is quite ludicrous."
"Yeah Sweets" Booth thumbed in her direction, "What she said."
"But…I…" Sweets frowned, then turned to walk out of the office, muttering, "I thought for sure…"
Booth and Brennan just looked at each other, then started laughing.
'Um, Dr. Brennan?" Cam poked her head inside the office.
"This is her" Booth walked around the desk and massaged her shoulders, "Here she is. DR. BRENNAN!" he asserted with glee. "Blue eyes and everything!"
"Right…" Cam raised her eyebrows, "Well, we'd love her blue eyes AND her assistance on the forensic platform."
"Gladly" Brennan stood and shrugged off Booth's hands, running into him a couple of times as they both tried to maneuver out from behind her desk. Once she was past him, he cleared his throat.
"Oh, uh…hey,Bones?" Booth cupped the back of his neck.
"Yes?" she turned toward him in her office doorway. "Was there something else?"
"Yeah…"he flushed a bit. "When you were me…you know…inside my body, or whatever?" He cleared his throat. "Did you, um…did you look?"
"Did I look?" she frowned. "Did I look at what?"
"You know…me!" he hissed, and Brennan raised her eyebrows.
"Oh, you mean…you." A small smile crossed her lips.
"Yes!" Booth shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "Well, did you?" he huffed when she didn't answer right away.
Brennan shrugged. "Of course. I had a really interesting time. It was a very educational experience."
She turned and walked toward the lab table, and Booth just stared, then looked down to his own body.
"Yikes"
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