sorry for the super long wait. sometimes, computers really annoy me. And this is one of my favorites of all time. Be prepared.

It was around eight thirty when she turned off the car's headlights. Brennan stared defiantly at the steering wheel and tried to collect her thoughts. She was mad. She was angry. She was…livid. Special Agent Seeley Booth. The crime fighting babysitter.

With jerky movements she stepped out of the car, slammed the door, and moved dangerously to the front door. With a breath, she pounded on the door. There was no answer. Again, she pounded at the door with fury.

"Okay, I'm coming!" she heard his voice holler between the distance.

Booth shook his head as he thought about who could be at his door. For just a second, he thought that maybe something had happened to Bones, but he did have a man looking after her so that couldn't possibly be it. But…what if? He reached to doorknob and hurriedly jerked the door open.

At first, he smiled. It was Bones in the flesh, and she wasn't looking so bad. She had done her face up, dressed up in a simple navy dress. But, his smile faded as he saw the look on her face. Okay, what had he done this time?

"Bones?"

"Hello Booth. Just thought I would let you know that your babysitter did a fine job tonight. He was very protective and nurturing. He offered to tuck me in, but I said I was a big girl. What were you thinking?!"

Brennan barged into the room holding her finger out and poking him in the chest forcing him to take a few steps back.

"Hold on Bones! What?"

"Why do you always do this? You think I can't take care of myself, so you treat me like a little kid? Let me tell you something, Booth. I am not a kid! I am a grown woman!"

"You think I don't know that? Sheesh." Booth took an extra step back and tried to lay his hands on Brennan's shoulders, but she quickly moved his hands aside.

"Why did you do it, Booth?"

Booth glanced at her and took a breath. Alright, he was getting a little angry. She came like a bomb into his home, and wanted to know why on earth he would want to make sure she was safe. She was hostile, volatile, and arrogant.

"Calm down, Bones."

"Calm down? Calm down? You followed me to the restaurant and spied on me!"

"I didn't do any of those things!"

"You might as well have!"

"I wanted to make sure you were safe! Since when was that a crime?"

"You didn't do it to keep me safe. You did it just so you would know what I was doing!"

"And why would I do that?"

"I have no idea! Would I be here if I knew?"

They stared at each other for minutes, their chests rising and falling in anger while their eyes split daggers into each other.

"I thought we were friends, Booth."

"We are, Bones. That's why I wanted Howard to be there. I didn't know anything about this guy and I didn't know if I could trust him."

"Why do you need to trust him?"

"Because I need to."

Booth shut his mouth and tried to calm his anger. Okay, breathe just a minute now.

"I just wanted to make sure you weren't in for something over your head."

"Why can't you just let me live my life without having to worry about whether or not I know someone you don't?"

"I didn't mean it that way, Bones. I just can't take any chances when it comes to your safety."

"Well, I think you hit a low point tonight, Booth."

They both turned once they heard someone cough. It was Cam.

"I'm sorry. I'll just leave."

Brennan opened her mouth, looked to Booth, and held her tongue in her mouth. So she couldn't go out for dinner without being spied on, and here he was, laughing it up with Cam. Great.

"Cam, can you just give us a minute?"

"Sure."

"No," Brennan said tartly.

"I'm leaving now so you two can get back to whatever it is you were doing."

She turned on her heel and took one step before she felt Booth's hand on her arm. That was it. It really was. Brennan made a fist, turned around, and hit him.