I don't know what Jack's spider's name is, so I made up a name. And I don't really know how you pick up you dog at the airport, so I made that up too. And I don't know how to get the little accent thingy over the 'e' in Montreal, so I'm leaving it as is. I also don't know what Montreal looks like (never been there) so I'm going to make it up as I go. There's a lot I don't know... so I'm using a big old Literary License with this one.
Don't worry about Booth, I'll explain everything in the next chap. Mwahaha. Now you have to read it to find out what happens to Booth! -Insert Evil Cackle- I don't own Bones. ENJOY!
--Beagle
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Booth and Brennan pulled up to Jack's house. They were arguing about, of all things – cars.
"Why can't I get a mini, like Jack?" Asked Bones.
"Because I drive you everywhere, and if you haven't forgotten, we are leaving the country." said Booth, as Angela let them in. The pair ignored her and continued to walk and bicker until they came to the living room where Zack and Jack sat. They both sat down in the love seat and continued their conversation, oblivious to the audience. It took a shout of 'SWEETIE!' for them to break up the bickering.
"What?" They both asked. Brennan felt Booth stiffen next to her.
"Jack, can I use your phone?" he asked, getting up.
"Yeah, there's one in the kitchen." Booth left the room. "Our flight's in two hours, so we should probably head out soon. What car do you want to take?" Asked Jack.
"We'll take mine, it's big enough." Said Booth, walking back into the room grim faced. He looked around at his team and heaved a sigh. "Let's go."
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Once they were all jammed in Booth's car with as much luggage as they could carry, they set off for the airport. After a half hour delay, they piled onto the plane. The team took up one whole isle. They were quite a sight. Zack had the window seat, and he sat there with his homemade mp3 player watching the hustle and bustle of the airport and passengers around him. Jack was next to him, trying to hide a glass jar under his seat without causing suspicion. Inside the jar was his tarantula, Spike. Angela was next to Jack, and was trying to engage Brennan in a conversation on her new shoes. Brennan had her nose in a book doing her best to ignore Angela. Booth was on the end of the row, subtly playing with Brennan's hair. Angel was in the belly of the plane, having an animated conversation with the golden retriever in the cage next to her.
"Welcome to American Airlines." Said the cheery stewardess. Booth's cell phone rang, earning a accusing look from the stewardess. He flashed her his charm smile and answered it. His face lit up at the sound of the caller's voice, but quickly turned to worry, and then anger. He snapped his phone shut, and turned to Bones.
"Bones, I'm so sorry, but I have to go. There's something I have to do." He gave her a quick kiss and stared into her deep blue eyes, hoping she would understand. She did.
"Booth? Be careful. Call me when you get to Canada, I'll give you directions to my dad's." She kissed him back, and he left the plane.
"Sweetie? Where is Booth going?" Asked Angela.
"He has something he has to do. Don't worry, he'll meet up with us in Canada." Said Brennan, turning back to her book.
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They had just collected their luggage at the airport in Montreal, when a cell phone rang. Brennan took the phone out of her pocket and stared at it. This is Booth's phone. She answered it anyway.
"Booth's phone."
"Tempe? Is that you?"
"Dad? Yeah, it's me." She said.
"Why do you have Booth's phone?" Asked Max.
"I really don't know. We're at the airport. Can we get directions to your place?"
"Sure, write this down..." Max proceeded to give her directions to his place. "Be careful, honey. I'll see you soon." He hung up.
"I've got directions, let's go!" Brennan said to the waiting group of Jack, Zack and Angela. "Where's Angel?" She asked.
"I'll go get her!" Said Zack, and he started off towards the 'Pet pickup' area. He walked up to the counter, and his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth. The woman at the baggage claim was... the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Zack opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no words came out. He finally managed to squeak out 'Angel'.
"Thank you." Said the woman.
"No, I'm looking for my dog, Angel. Her name is Angel. Came in from DC?" Said Zack, a bit more confidant.
"Oh, sorry. Let's see..." The woman shuffled through a few pieces of paper until she found what she was looking for. "Please describe the dog."
"Ummm. She has a very defined bone and muscle structure for a beagle, her skull is-"
"Cute little tri-colored beagle with a 'working dog' vest and a black collar with tags." Interrupted Jack, who had snuck up behind Zack.
"That'll work. She's in cage three." The woman stamped a piece of paper and handed it to Jack, who grabbed Zack by the back of his jacket and hauled him over to the dog cages.
"Dude, you totally need to work on speaking to women. Here." He handed Zack Angel's leash, clapped him on the back, and walked back over to where Brennan and Angela were waiting for them.