"So the private jet is to make me look rich?" Brennan asked as they stepped off the jet and onto the landing strip.
"Yea, the guys aren't interested in women who aren't rich because they believe, for obvious reasons, that the chicks are after all there hard earned money."
Brennan nodded and took a quick look around, the Island seemed fairly big in size, she was glad of that. But she regretted wearing a jumper to work this morning.
"How out of place must we look?" she asked.
Booth glanced at his watch.
"Don't worry about it, just waiting on your ride then we can go get changed into something more comfortable."
"I'm not comfortable about this whole case; I don't see why I have to be bait."
"Because these murderers aren't interested in dating men and I thought of you because you look like you needed a vacation."
"Yea, some vacation this will be."
When they arrived at the vacation house Brennan was a little struck by how beautiful the place looked, it had 3 floors and a balcony right at the top; it also had a pool for some strange reason. About 200 hundred feet away was the ocean.
"You've got the top floor." Booth said as he escorted Brennan inside. "Remember, we need to change our names and your getting your hair re-styled."
"What!?" She asked in disbelief.
"You're a world famous author Bones. Some criminals might not read but just in case they do, you need to look a bit different."
"This is bullshit Booth and you know it. I can't believe you never said anything until we got here."
"I knew you wouldn't do it otherwise." He said with a smile. "Please Brennan."
She was shaking her head mostly in frustration and disbelief.
"I've got someone coming to do it in like 10 minutes."
"Fine. But after this I'm not talking to you until this case is over, apart from work related stuff."
Booth nodded. He knew she meant it but he had ways of making her talk.
"Lets go get changed, I'll show you to your room."
Brennan's bedroom was huge, you could fit about 6 king size beds in it and there would still be loads more room. Just across the hall she had her own bathroom which she was very grateful for. At least she got a bit of privacy and could relax in the bath without Booth disturbing her.
She opened some drawers and looked at the items of clothing/underwear. Most of the drawers filled with bikinis and skimpy summer wear. She shook her head and sighed.
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An hour later Brennan did look different. Her hair had been dyed black; it was cut to her shoulders and was so straight even she was impressed.
"I'm not sure if black hair suits me." She said looking into the mirror.
"It's not meant to suit you, you're meant to be undercover. But I think it looks great." Booth told her, he was sat opposite her in a pair of Hawaiian shorts and a sleeveless white t shirt.
"Why aren't having your hair dyed?"
"I haven't written a book or been on TV."
Brennan sat back on the white couch and sighed for what seemed the 100th time that day.
"Chosen a name yet?"
She looked at Booth and raised her eyebrows.
"Ok, I choose yours and you can choose mine. They should sound similar to our usual names though, makes it a bit easier."
He sat thinking for a few minutes.
"What rhymes with Temperance?" he asked out loud. "Constance sounds a bit similar." He added.
"Constance?" Brennan asked.
Booth nodded then smiled.
"Constance it is."
Brennan scoffed then smiled, she couldn't believe this. She couldn't wait to wake up and find out that it was all just a dream.
"Fine. Let's have a think what rhymes with Seeley."
"Nothing." Booth said with a smile.
"Ok then, you can just be called Simon."
"Why?"
"Simple Simon." She said with a big smile. "After all, I'm the rich girlfriend here. So I make all the rules in future. Your just my little puppy dog."
Now it was Booths turn to raise his eyebrows. He quite liked Brennan being dominate but he wasn't going to tell her that. She was already pissed off enough.
"Nice bikini by the way."
Brennan chose to ignore his remark. She had picked out a simple black bikini with a black sarong. It was almost 5pm anyway and no doubt it would get colder at the night drew in.
"Ok, plenty of restaurant around here. We can go out in about an hour if you want. And don't forget, I'm meant to be your fiancé, so be nice to me when we're outside."
"Your loving every second of this aren't you?" She asked as Booth walked off upstairs.
He turned back with an innocent look on his face and shrugged.
"I'm going for a walk."
Brennan stepped outside just as cold breeze brushed by, it sent goose bumps all over her body but she was thankful for the cold. She walked down the stone bath that led from there new beach house all the way to the white sandy beach. She passed the barbeque area with seating and passed the pool and finally got to the beach.
It was still warm and sunny and the sand between her toes made her anger float away for the time being. She walked towards the ocean and took in a few deep breaths of air. The water lapped at her feet and cooled her down slightly, she was in paradise. The only thing wrong with it was that Booth was here too.
She knew Booth just wanted to catch the killers and be praised by agents like himself. She just couldn't understand why she had to come along and act like a helpless damsel in distress. That wasn't her.
She wanted to kick ass and drink beers, not act like some spoiled rich women who inherited all her fathers' money.
She wrapped her arms around herself as another cold breeze blew her way; it was quite chilly out here tonight. She would have to get changed before her and Booth went out for some dinner.
Tomorrow they could go grocery shopping so she didn't have to act like she actually liked him all the time. They could eat in and argue instead.
"Hi."
Brennan turned around to face one of the men she was bought here to try and catch out. He looked a lot more handsome in real life; his picture did him no justice.
She smiled back; she didn't know what to say. He had completely surprised her.
"I noticed you standing here alone, just wanted to make sure you where alright." He gave her a smile and she couldn't help but not smile back.
"I'm fine, just admiring the view."
"It is something special." He replied, not taking his eyes off her.
She brushed some hair behind her ear and looked over at the beach house.
"How long you staying here for?"
"A few weeks." She replied. "Maybe a bit longer, depends how I feel."
He nodded in agreement.
"Well my place is just behind those trees down there, your welcome anytime."
Brennan nodded and thanked him and was quite relieved to see Booth walking in her direction.
"My fiancé." She said out loud.
"Where have you been?" Booth asked. "We where meant to be going out for dinner, you stood me up!"
Brennan frowned in disbelief, she hadn't stood him up.
"I haven't. I told you I was going for a walk. I got distracted."
"Benjamin." The guy said and held out his hand for Booth to shake. Booth just looked at it then wrapped an arm around Brennan's waist.
"We have to go. Nice to meet you." He said pulling Brennan back toward the house.
"What are you doing?" she whispered harshly as they got further away.
"All part of the plan, don't worry about it." He said with a little smile. He looked behind him and noticed that Benjamin was still watching them. He stopped and turned Brennan toward him. She looked into his eyes and frowned; before she could react he was wrapping both his arms around her body and kissing her lips softly.
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A/N – Hehe, please review. More teasing to come :D