A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, but this fiction has turned out to be a fast write and a fast read. I have a new puppy, so I'm not sure when the next chapter will go up (oh, the joy of housetraining).

4 weeks after 'Little More You'

Putting it 12 weeks after 'Cleverly Disguised as an Infant' and 7 week after 'Cleverly Disguised as a Responsible Adult'

Special Agent Seeley Booth strolled through the glass doors into the Medico-Legal Labs of the Jeffersonian Museum. He had a Styrofoam cup of coffee in one hand and a manila folder in the other. He brought the cup to his lips as he walked toward his partner, Doctor Temperance Brennan's office. The buzz of the labs was comfortable environment to him. He gave a short chuckle to himself at the thought. At the beginning, the sterile silence mixed with the odd hum of strange machines and squint lingo made him uncomfortable, but now he looked forward to coming. He looked forward to seeing Angela and Zack and Hodgins, but more than anything, he looked forward to seeing Temperance. Just the thought brought a smile to his face. He felt his steps become lighter as he moved closer to the closed door of Brennan's office. "Well, well, don't you look happy." Booth stopped in mid-step at the sound of Cam's voice.

"It's a glorious day," he said. "Why shouldn't I be happy?" Cam looked at him suspiciously.

"Looks more like your after sex attitude," she said, crossing her arms. Booth flashed her a wide smile.

"What, jealous?" he asked. "Missing riding the ole Seeley Express?"

"You offering?"

"No," Booth answered without hesitation. "This ride is closed."

"Oh really?" Cam asked, one eyebrow raised in questioned.

"Yup. Got myself a serious relationship."

"Serious for you nowadays, Seeley, is having dinner before sex." Booth felt his anger raise at the insult.

"Low, Cam. Real low."

"What does your parent have to say about this serious relationship?"

"What does Bones have to do with my sex life?" he asked.

"Well, she seemed to have a problem with us."

"She was worried," he said. "Anyhow, Bones knows all about my lady love." Booth pushed by her heading toward Brennan's door. "And no, she's not going to tell you who it is," he called over his shoulder. Booth smiled to himself as he approached the closed door and knocked. "Morning, Bones," he said, opening the door without waiting for an invitation. "At least I knocked," he said when he noticed her scowl. Brennan tried to hold the glare, but couldn't as he closed the door and walked over to her couch.

"So what brings you by?" she asked, pushing back from her desk and leaning back in her chair.

"Case," he said, waving the folder in the air. "Some remains were found under an old building that was torn down. Up for a ride?" He waggled his brows at her making her laugh.

"Absolutely," she answered. Booth watched as Brennan stood, shrugged off her lab coat and reached for her black leather jacket.

"Cam was asking questions," he said. Brennan turned slowly toward him as she pulled at the collar of her coat.

"What about?"

"Us," he said. "Well, about me, really. She's figured out that I have a girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Brennan asked, walking around her desk, a slight smile on her lips. Booth stood and held out the folder.

"What else would you call you?"

"She doesn't..."

"No," Booth said, answering her unfinished question. "But she does know that you know so don't be surprised if she comes asking questions."

"I know what?" Brennan asked taking the folder.

"About my girlfriend."

"But I am your girlfriend."

"I know that," Booth said. "But they don't, do they?" Brennan drew her brows together in confusion and then shook her head.

"Never mind," she said. "Lets go." Booth smiled and followed his partner out of her office. She walked over to Zack and told him that they would have some remains coming in, waved at Angela, glared briefly at Cam and then headed toward the doors, Booth close behind her.

XxXxX

"So what do you think?" Booth asked as they sat in heavy traffic. He spared a quick glance over at his partner before turning his attention to moving the two feet the car in front of him had given him.

"I don't know, Booth," she answered, her eyes scanning over the papers contained within the manila folder. "Do you really think it's such a good idea?"

"Why wouldn't it be?" he asked, pulling the SUV to a stop. He took his hands off the steering wheel, knowing that their wait was far from over. "It'll just be for a weekend."

"But what if Angela finds out?" she argued. "What if we get a case and they start calling us and somebody figures out we're out of town…together?"

"We can't hide forever," Booth told her. "Sooner or later you're going to have to tell Angela. She's your best friend."

"I know," Brennan said, closing the folder and looking up at Booth. "I know that once Angela finds out, then everybody finds out."

"Is that so bad, Temperance?" he asked, reaching out and taking her hand. "We've been dating for almost two months. Serious for one. Our game isn't going to last much longer. Cam is asking questions about things, and I'm sure Angela has picked up on the difference in your attitude."

"I'm not different," Brennan tried to defend.

"So you leaving every night at a decent hour isn't different for you?" Brennan felt her cheeks go flush. "Working the weekend only when we get called in, isn't new? For crying out loud, Bones, you came in with a tan two Mondays ago because you spent a whole Saturday at the zoo with me and Parker. I think Angela has picked up on something different."

"I just want to wait," she said. "To tell them. I mean, it's not like we've kept it a total secret. Russ knows, and so does Rebecca."

"So why not come with me then?" he asked.

"Because, Booth, it's meeting your family," she whined. "What if…what if they don't like me?" Booth squeezed the hand that he still held.

"I've told they all about you, Tempe," he said. "I told them how well we work together, and how you're my best friend, and how much I love you."

"You did?" she questioned and Booth nodded.

"I did. I want them to meet you, Bones. I want them to see the woman I know, not the anthropologist they hear about on TV." Brennan pinched her lips together.

"Okay," she finally said. "I'll go."

"It'll be fine, I promise," he reassured her. The traffic jam finally cleared out, and Booth was able to get them to the site of the remains.

As he pulled to a stop in front of the rumble, Brennan asked, "What if I completely screw everything up?"

"I told you, Bones, you'll do fine. Anyhow, we have a week to go over everything you need to know about my family." Brennan took a deep breath and nodded. They both got out of the SUV, and headed toward the waiting local cop.

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