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Mendenbar yep kinda like those shirt that Cordie and Faith wore. Yes I shove all kinds of DB references in there (wow that really doesn't sound good does it?) What can I say Angel was hot of course so was Angelus.

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"They have to come up for air at some time right?" Alec asked.

"He will, she free dives. She can hold her breath for five minutes," Meghan responded with a giggle.

When they broke he was gasping and she was grinning. They racked up the balls and Booth handed her a cue. She looked at him and frowned.

"Aww Tony ya know I don' know how to play," she whined.

He laughed and told them, "You guys play and I'll teach her to shoot."

They nodded and went to play a game. She leaned over and he leaned over top of her showing her how to hold the cue and took her through the basic motions. He watched her shoot for a few minutes laughing when her tongue peeked out of the corner of her mouth when she was concentrating. He was leaned against the table listening to the conversation going on at the Los Zetas table. He was racking another set when he heard her say.

"Aww Tony my sista is texting me. Lemme take care of this okay baby?" She snapped her gum as she set her phone to record, and handed it to him.

"Tell me if she sends anything back mmkay."

He nodded and looked at the phone. Seeing it was on record he leaned against the table again pretending to watch her and held the phone down his side, face out. Half way through her shooting the Zetas stood up and made their way to the table next to them, which the bandidos were sitting at. He heard them arguing and continued recording hoping she had enough space for all this on her phone.

The Zetas suddenly stood up. Booth handed her the phone.

"Come on Roxie we've already been here to long we need to pay for our drinks and leave if we want to make San Jose in the next three days." She stood up and walked over to the other table.

"Let's pay up and roll guys," she called out. They nodded and while they were paying their bill, the Zetas left the bar. Booth flipped open the phone and pressed the number to call Fannin. Leaving the phone resting on the counter he paid their bill. Flipping it closed they left the bar. Brennan slid on behind Booth put on her helmet and wrapped her hands around his waist. Snuggling up to him, they rode back to the hotel.

They went back to the room and Brennan went upstairs to put on a shirt. She grabbed the first one she laid her hands on. Pulling the gun out of her back, she tossed it on the bed. She walked down stairs she was buttoning up the shirt. The group on the couch grinned at her.

"What?" She asked in confusion at their laughter.

"You look good in Booth's shirt," Angela laughed out.

Brennan looked down and shrugged her shoulders.

"It was the first one I picked up. Ange we got some audio do you think you can clean it up?"

"Yeah just email it to me. Okay guys time to go home." Her dad nodded and Hodgins followed her out of the room. Brennan walked over to her computer, hooked up her phone, and downloaded the recording. She emailed it to Angela letting her know that some of it was in Spanish and not to worry about translating that she would take care of it. Brennan stood up and told them.

"I have to take these pants off. I will be back out when I am finished." She took off to the bedroom. Pulling out her pajama pants and a tank top, she went back down stairs. The guys were discussing some sport so she sat on the couch. She stood up and walked into the dining room where her computer was and sat down. She began typing and an hour had passed before she realized it.

"What is she doing Booth?" Charlie asked Booth looking over towards Brennan.

"What does it look like she's doing?"

"Typing something." Booth glanced over his shoulder at her.

"What are you writing Bones?"

"My dissertation for forensic dactyloscopy," she said absently. Booth snorted and rolled his eyes.

"What the heck is that?" Charlie asked.

"The forensic study of finger prints," came her reply, which sounded like it was answered absentmindedly.

"Did she just say she is trying to get a PHD in finger prints?"

"That's what it sounds like," Booth said taking a swig of beer. Brennan typed for another hour following the questions and the guys sat on the couch watching TV. When she felt drained enough she went up to bed. She was lying in bed dozing off when Booth crawled into bed with her.

B&B

The alarm went off and she groaned and pulled the pillow over her head. Booth pulled the pillow up and kissed her forehead. Smiling at her pout, he got up and groaned. When she giggled, he shot her a dirty look and ambled into the bathroom to shower. She got up while he was in the shower, smeared on the dragon balm and went down stairs to run.

When Charlie came down a few moments later, he waved his hand in front of his face.

"What is that God awful smell?"

"Dragon Balm for my sore muscles," she said in a pant.

"If you muscles are sore why are you running?"

"The exercise helps to release the lactic acid that has built up in the muscle over night. The exercise also helps in the repair of the damaged muscle. Like when women get cramps during their menstrual cycle exercise helps," she explained.

"Wow that was way more information than I wanted to know," he grimaced at her. She laughed and continued to run. She heard Booth coming down the steps.

"What is that smell?" Charlie laughed at Booth's question.

"Your girlfriend," Charlie told him. Booth walked up near the treadmill and backed away waving his hand under his nose. She laughed at him knowing he would pay later.

"She was talking about muscle cramps and periods and I didn't listen to any of it," Charlie informed him. Booth rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Bones what did you tell him?"

"I told him that my muscles were sore, that dragon balm and running would loosen them up. Like when women get muscle cramps during their menstrual cycle it helps to exercise." Booth walked off.

She ran for another half an hour and went to shower. She came down dressed and ready to get started. Booth handed her coffee and pushed a plate towards her. She sat down and looked at them.

"You know you made fun of my odor but at the end of the day I will not be sore," she smirked at him. Taking a bite of her bagel, she chewed and stared at Booth. "

Riding a motorcycle is not going to make me sore," Booth, argued.

She raised her brow and told him, "Normally I'd wager on it but I am not the gambling type."

She went back to her breakfast and grinned at Booth's choking laugh. She finished her breakfast and sat back down in front of her computer. She opened a program and began typing. Charlie watched her and looked at Booth again. Booth glanced at her and noticed her expression. "

She's writing about Kathy and Andy," he noted with a smile.

"You sure?"

"Yep even before we were in a relationship she always got this smooth look on her face when she was writing. It's a pleasure for her, like when she examines bones," Booth explained.

Charlie shrugged and went back to his coffee. Everyone showed up at eight as usual. Craig and the gang showed up a few minutes later and piled on to the couches in the other room. She heard the TV. come on and turned her attention back to the table.

"Ange I sent you that sound file." Angela nodded and said to Brennan.

"I'll go work on it now." Angela stood up and left, leaving Hodgins there.

"We followed the Zetas that left the bar. They went to a two story home. We have it loosely staked out. That's all we have for right now. Unless that sound file can tell us something else."

"What about the airplane fuel?"

"We are checking the airports for private flights." "No they would not use a public place to fly this in. There is too much chance of discovery. They are fighting against the man. They are methodical, clean and calculating. You're going to want to find either a private airport or landing strip within a few miles of the house," Sweet told them when he looked up.

Booth nodded and pulled out a map. Using a pen, he marked the house they found and the warehouse. Using a pencil, he sketched out their turf. Sweets looked at the map and took the pencil from Booth.

"I would check here," he marked an x "or here," he marked another x.

Booth looked at the map, split them into two groups, and sent them out to rental cars to drive by these places. Hodgins phone vibrated.

He grinned and told Brennan, "We found an angiosperm from Hibiscus denudatus on the clothing as well." Brennan nodded and picked up her phone to let Booth know. She hit speed dial one and put it on speakerphone.

"Booth."

"Hey man we found some angiosperm from a Hibiscus dendatus on the clothing."

"Hodgins what the hell does that mean? I'm trying to drive."

They heard a click then Booth said "Okay let's try this again. You found what now?" Hodgins rolled his eyes and told him.

"We found seeds of a hibiscus from this area."

"So what if it is from this area they could have gotten it going into the warehouse."

"The flower was not found at the crime scene. They would have had to pick it up before getting there."

"Booth Angela is calling in," Brennan told him.

Picking up her phone, she heard him bitch to Charlie, "Probably some girlie thing they are cooking up."

Brennan rolled her eyes and hit the conference call.

"Hey Ange what do you have?"

"Bones?"

"I did not feel the need to talk to her then talk to you. This is a conference call. You can hear it right from the goat's mouth."

"Horse's mouth sweetie," Angela corrected. Brennan shrugged. Angela continued speaking to them.

"I cleaned it up, it is still a little scratchy but not much that can be done about that."

All of a sudden, the phone was filled with the sound of voices, not quite clear but almost.

"El envío va a llegar mañana por la noche."

"Sí, he oído decir que los bandidos se van a tratar De robar el envío."

"Así se mueven las mercancias a la casa de Javier en lugar de la casa. Idiota. Él tiene un sótano para guardias hasta que llega Juan."

"That's what I got the rest is overrun with an obnoxious female with a really bad New York accent," Angela laughed out.

"Thanks ange," Brennan told her with her Roxie voice then disconnected Angela from the conference call.

"So what the heck was that?" She heard mumbling in the back seat and then Booth saying.

"Don't worry about it Finley. Bones translation please."

"A shipment of girls is coming in tonight. They are not taking them to the warehouse but to Javier's house until Juan gets there," she translated.

"Javier and Juan as in Bolivar's kids?"

"I do not know positively if they are his kids they are talking about or not those are pretty common names. But considering, I would say that would be a good conclusion," she agreed.

"So no then?"

"No Charlie that's squint talk for probably yes. Okay so we're looking for a private airport with flowers that will have a plane arriving from Mexico sometime tonight?"

"Yes, you're looking for a flower with pink petals and a red stamen." Booth sighed and Hodgins took pity.

"It's a pink flower with a red and yellow center."

"Thank you Hodgins. Now you guys behave yourselves while we do this," Booth ordered.

"Hey man I'm going back to the lab," Hodgins said.

"I'm going to well... I haven't figured that out yet," Brennan muttered

Uh oh what kind of trouble will she get into next? Find out tomorrow but speculations are fun for now.

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