A/N: Please, please, please don't kill me and use my bones in some ritual fire dance used to bring Booth and Brennan together, although, if I were to die that wouldn't be a half bad way to use my bones…jk. I'm really sorry that I'm about a week late on my update. I know you've all heard this before, but school is really the devil, the DEVIL I tell you. Thanks for all of your great reviews seriously you are the GREATEST! You, the one reading this story right now. Wanna know why you're the greatest, because you are going to review this chapter once you are done reading it. Yes you are, don't ask how I know, I just do…

P.S. Don't get too mystified by the chapter title, it's explained later. And no it has nothing to do with 'Driving Miss Daisy' though it is an odd coincidence I discovered only after writing it…

Miss Daisy

"Booth would you just sit down!" Brennan said annoyed, glancing around the plane noticing all eyes on them. Booth had come to a sudden stop right in front of their seats, causing her to run straight into his back, and causing about 5 other people to collide into her back.

"No can do Bones, I read this article that said, 'Before taking your seat on a plane, take a moment to stop and think. Is it really worth it?'" he said with a smile. He loved playing with her. "That's what I'm doing, considering the risks." He placed his finger on his chin and pretended to be deep in thought.

"Booth, I'm no expert but I don't think they meant RIGHT before you sit down on a plane." She huffed; becoming more annoyed as a fat greasy man began to press up behind her. She scooted closer to Booth.

"I don't know Bones, that's what it said." He continued to smile, feeling her squirming behind him pressing herself closer to his body. He tried not to focus on how that made him feel.

"Do you have to be so literal?"

"Why does that sound funny coming from you?"

"Haha, you're hilarious you know that," she laughed sarcastically. "Now MOVE!" she yelled pushing him with all her might. He stumbled foreword but caught himself just in time.

"Jeez, Bones you don't have to be so pushy." He moved aside. "Ladies first?" he said making a slight bow and extending his hand.

"Don't try to act all chivalrous now." She smirked

"I'm always chivalrous, it's just how I am." He laughed before plopping into the chair next to her, and placing his hands on his lap. He sat up straight, trying to look the part of an absolute gentleman.

"Whatever Booth." She snubbed him.

"Bones, I'm hurt."

"That's been happening a lot lately." She said without batting an eye.

"Touché." He grinned leaning back in his chair. Brennan pulled out a novel to read, and opened to the first page. "Are we there yet?" he whined.

"We haven't even left the ground." She said her eyes not leaving the page of the book.

"I know, but I'm bored."

"Read."

"I don't have a book."

"Listen to music."

"My I-pods dead."

"Watch a movie."

"There's nothing on, like you said, we haven't left the ground yet." He smiled waiting for a response; she continued to read. "Come on Bones, I brought some cards. Want to play a game?" he asked sweetly, using as much boyish charm as he could muster.

"I brought this book to read, Booth." She said tilting it a little, but still reading. "Can't you just find something to occupy yourself? It's only a 5 hour flight."

"Oh Bones." He whined again. "PUH-LEEEESE" he made the word last for a whole minute.

"You are worse than a child." She finally closed the book and slammed it into her lap.

"Gosh Bones, I don't think it's to much to ask. I mean, I did agree to come ALL the way to Chicago with you, just so you wouldn't be dateless." He said making it seem as though it was a huge imposition, when in reality there was no where else he'd rather be. She seemed to consider it for a moment before saying.

"Fine."

"Alright!" he grinned rubbing his hands together and removing the cards from his pocket.

"So what are we playing?" she asked, the only card game she knew how to play was Euchre. She used to play it all the time with her family. Russ and Dad versus her and Mom that's how it always was.

"Egyptian Rat Screw." He said with a smile as pulled down the little table from the back of the seat in front of him.

"What is that?" she looked thoroughly disgusted.

"Oh boy, are you in for a treat." He laughed as he began to deal.

-BB-

"Doubles!" Brennan shouted enthusiastically, smacking her hand down on top of the cards and picking them up. Now she held almost the whole deck, Booth only had three.

"Damn it." Booth swore throwing his cards on the table. He didn't mean to get so angry; it really was childish of him.

"Who knew you were such a sore loser." Brennan smiled picking up his cards and sorting them into a nice straight pile.

"Who knew you were so good at cards." He mocked still a little angry. He was the one who was supposed to be good at things like this, not her. This was the fourth straight game she'd won and he was getting annoyed.

"I'm a fast learner." She said deviously looking up at him through her eyelashes.

"Haha, you just say that because you're winning. There's no way you can beat me at Gin Rummy." He boasted, hoping he wasn't setting himself up for failure.

"Bring it on." She challenged causing him to let out a laugh at her correct use of a pop culture reference.

"Oh you better believe it." He grinned back.

-BB-

"Excuse me!" Brennan yelled, ringing the bell behind the desk for the third time. A frazzled looking woman with frizzy black hair scrambled through the door. From her appearance Brennan concluded she was in her early-thirties, but her wide black eyes made her guess she was younger.

"I am so sorry about that." She breathed catching her breath. Remembering her appearance, she began brushing the white powder off her black uniform. "There was a catastrophe in the ball room. Everyone in the Miller party is a vegan and we had a giant platter of cream puffs. I swear sometimes I think I am the only one around here who knows anything…" she let out a nervous laugh. "Anywho, I had to get them out of there before the party came in. I was carrying a tray stacked with about 200 cream puffs when Marty bursts through the kitchen door, sending me flying to the ground. Not to mention Marty who… You probably don't care about any of this, right?" She added.

"You're right." Brennan said bluntly

"Bones!" Booth said his eyes wide.

"What? I answered honestly." She stated.

"There is a such a thing called courtesy." He whispered, and Brennan looked shocked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you in any way… I was just." She explained flustered. The woman laughed.

"No it's fine, I tend to ramble… I always appreciate it when somebody tells me the truth." She brushed some white powder off her hands. "Now, let's get down to business. Welcome to the Hyatt Regency Chicago, may I have your name please?" she asked politely.

"Brennan, Temperance."

"B-R-E-N-N-A-N?" she asked looking up from the computer, Brennan nodded. She punched a few buttons on the computer. "Yes here it is. Oh, you're here for the Harrison wedding. I hear they're having it at the Brookfield Zoo. It should be gorgeous." She said as she pulled out two key cards from the machine. She put them in an envelope and handed it to Brennan. "You are in room 111B, enjoy your stay," she said with a smile. Brennan looked confused.

"There must be some mistake, I need two rooms."

"No, no mistake. A Miss Emily Simon called in earlier to confirm her reservations." She pulled out a list from a drawer. She ran her finger down the list. "Right here, 'Brennan – one room'" she held out the list for her to see.

"Damn that woman." She muttered quietly. This had all been a scheme of Emily's there was no need to take it out on the hotel staff. "Thank you anyway. Miss…" she trailed off.

"Miss Daisy Ann Portridge, but you can just call me Daisy. I'll be here if you need anything." She said smiling.

"Alright Miss Daisy." Booth said flashing her his most disarming smile, causing her to blush.

"Well, since there are no more guests right now, I guess I better go deal with that mess in the ball room." She said nervously, flashing them an embarrassed smile before disappearing through the door she entered. Brennan had already marched off to the center of the lobby cell phone in hand. Booth jogged a bit to catch up with her.

"Bones where are you going?" he asked finally catching up with her.

"Shh!" she said whipping around and showing him the cell phone she had against her ear.

"Tempe my sweet." Emily sang answering the phone. "What can I do for you on the eve of my wedding day?" she smiled she knew exactly why her friend was calling

"Emily." Brennan threatened.

"Ooo, not very friendly." Emily laughed. "What did I do now? Use one of your bones as a paperweight. I said I was sorry about that 9 years ago, are you ever going to get over it." She smiled at her own joke.

"The hotel clerk just kindly told me you had reserved only one room for me." Brennan said through clenched teeth.

"Yeah, so" Emily played innocent.

"You knew I was bringing Booth." She stated.

"Yeah again, what's the problem." Emily tried extremely hard to keep in her laughter. Brennan moved away from Booth and whispered into the phone.

"I can't share a room with Booth."

"Why ever not."

"I told you we are just partners, and this is definitely pushing the limits on professionalism..."

"If you two are truly just partners then you should have no problems, no temptations." She said the last part with a suggestive tone.

"I guess so." Brennan huffed in a very unpleasant tone. There was nothing that could be done anyway, she was sure a fancy hotel like this wouldn't have any rooms open last minute, nor would any other respectable hotel in the area.

"So why don't you and that big hunk of a man, who I am very excited about seeing by the way, go upstairs and unpack. You have to come over in an hour for a fitting and then I am taking you shopping for the party tonight." She said feeling very giddy. She had that pre-wedding glow.

"Party?"

"I thought about having a traditional rehearsal dinner, but when have I done anything traditionally? Plus the idea of sitting in some stuffy restaurant with Josh's grandparents wasn't looking very appealing. So we decided to throw a little party for all the bridesmaids and groomsman. We are having it at your hotel bar, it really is amazing, have you seen it yet?"

"No not yet we just got here."

"Well trust me it is so neat!"

"A party sounds great Em, much more you." Brennan said not noticing that Booth had come up right behind her.

"Party, what party." He said suddenly, causing her to jump back and collide into him. He grabbed her by both arms to steady her. She turned and looked up at him, her body pulled against his. She looked into his eyes for a long moment until Emily's screaming knocked her out of it.

"Tempe!" she heard coming from the phone that was now held loosely from her hand. She wriggled from his grasp and he muttered a sorry.

"Sorry, what were you saying." She shook her head trying to clear her mind of the unprofessional thoughts about her partner that were now trying to surface.

"Ooo, was that him, he sounded sexy, is he sexy? You are one lucky woman Tempe. I swear, from that voice, If I wasn't getting married tomorrow I'd…" Emily continued picturing how her friend's partner must look. From the way he just stole her breath, and the way she was so uncomfortable talking about him, Emily knew he must be hot with a capital H.

"Emily, stop!" Brennan said very conscious that Booth was only standing a few feet away.

"Alright, alright, just make sure the both of you are ready to leave in an hour."

"The both of us? What is Booth doing?"

"I'm not sure, Josh has something planned. He's taking him somewhere with him and the guys."

"Booth doesn't know any of them though, don't you think he'll feel a little uncomfortable?" she asked worried. Booth looked at her confused and she sent him an apologetic glance.

"Don't worry about it, Josh will make him feel right at home. I made him promise to go easy on the guy…" she noticed her friends silence. "Don't worry, everything will be fine, and I'm the bride you have to trust me." She smiled.

"Alright, I trust you." she admitted.

"Now get up to that room and get ready to leave!" she ordered

"Okay, but please tell me there are two beds." Brennan pleaded and Booth listened more intently.

"How about one Queen." Emily joked.

"Emily!" Brennan said shocked.

"Of course there are two beds, I don't have that big of a death wish." She laughed.

"Good." Brennan sighed. "See you in an hour."

"See you." Emily said before she clicked off her phone. She rolled over to her bed partner. "WE really should be getting ready to leave." She said to her fiancée.

"Not before I make you pay for what you said her partner." Josh joked, pouncing on top of her and peppering her neck with kisses.

"I could get used to this kind of punishment." She breathed as his kisses got lower and lower.

-BB-

A/N: And there we go another fine addition to Mr. Funnybones, if I do say so me-self… PUH-LEESE review, even if it is just to tell me that I suck and that you hope the aforementioned happens to me. If you don't review then I might be forced to send you an email with a video link of the lamb chop puppets singing 'This is the song that never ends." I have it, and I have found it a very effective method of persuasion. You have been warned. The Euchre thing is another little aspect from my life. I swear I was raised on Euchre, it's like a sin in my family if you don't have it mastered by the age of eleven. What do you expect were Michiganders! Oh, and I know that Egyptian Rat Screw is funner with more people but you can play with just two, and come on, I couldn't pass that up. It's like the coolest name for a card game ever!

P.S. Up next we find out what Josh has in store for Booth, and Emily and Brennan's shopping spree… it should be fun. I promise to make up for the long wait on this one, I'll have the next one up before the next episode. That only gives me 1 and a half days, I better get to typing. Love, as always

Katie