Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, come to think of it there's not much I do own.
Sorry Cremant, not Billy's bike =/.
And now for everyone shopping for Booth in leather. Yummy! DB in black leather, double Yummy! *droooollll* Wait what oh yeah I was posting this...
"Your shoes are not adequate and we both need chaps." Booth struggled to keep a straight face, he imagined the pony play chaps he saw on a past case. He failed miserably and when Brennan caught on to what he was thinking about she tried not to laugh.
She burst into giggles and Josh looked at her as if she had lost her mind. Struggling to breathe she looked at Booth.
"You will be wearing pants under them Booth. We had a case that involved pony play and some of the horses did not wear anything under their chaps. It was rather amusing to see Booth's face," she told everyone in brief summary.
The group took a second to imagine the picture and then burst into laughter.
"Bones I thought you had leather pants why do you need chaps?"
"I do, however, they are not good for long rides. They chafe my thighs."
Booth started to blush and Carol started to laugh.
"Tempe you made him blush. That's so cute, considering what I've seen from you 'partners' he has probably seen them." The group roared in laughter as Booth blushed harder.
"Craig does your bike have bags?"
"Yeah she's a fat boy, fully tricked out."
"It is a mechanical item that is neither he nor she."
"Always so literal Bones," Booth teased. She rolled her eyes at him and stood up.
"Let's go we have shopping to do."
They spent the day in various stores getting what was required. He put on the first pairof chaps she handed him and he stepped out of the dressing room feeling quite stupid. Her eyes widened and immediately turned a navy blue color. The black leather molded to his thighs like a second skin. Walking around him, she shifted and adjusted.
"Do you need any help over here?" A young woman asked with lust blatant in her eyes. Stepping up behind Booth Brennan ran her hand vertically across his butt and slid them under the chaps near the top of his thighs.
"Bones what are you doing?"
"Checking to make sure you can sit in them. And staking my claim," she whispered near his ear.
"No we don't need any help thank you," Booth told the sales woman.
"Please call if you need any," she said with a flirty smile. Brennan had him sit and when he could barely sit, she went and got a size larger. He put those on and she had him go through the same motions. Nodding she looked down and shook her head negatively.
"What's wrong with these?"
"Zippers or buttons around the ankles although make it easier to take boots on and off can cause serious damage. Chaps are protective gear and metal in them is not logical," she said as she strode away. Booth rolled his eyes and went back into the dressing room. He had just pulled off the second pair when the third pair were hung over the door. He put the third pair on and stepped out.
She walked around eying the leather that clung from his waist to the knee where they began to loosen. She crossed her arms to keep her hands from reaching out and running her hands down his legs. The blue jeans peeked from the front and back as they should the black tee shirt clung to his chest like a second skin. Clearing her throat and shaking her head, she walked around him once more tugging here and there.
"Those are good," she said in a husky voice. Booth glanced up in surprise at her voice and a tempting grin crossed his face.
"Do you like the way I look in leather baby?"
"That would be an accurate statement," she said with a smile.
"Okay now it's your turn," Booth said with a smug grin. He brought her a pair of chaps and she looked at them then handed them back.
"Booth please get women's chaps. Women's chaps are designed differently," Brennan said firmly with a smug look on her face.
"Why would they be so different Mrs. Smarty Chaps?" Brennan rolled her eyes then looked him in the eye.
"Because Booth women are anatomically different from men. Unless you want me to take half hour bathroom breaks then I suggest you check the women's section. Please look for a pair with laces on the inside of the thigh and a buckle on the front," she said firmly.
"Oh uh yeah," Booth said clearing his throat. He turned around, walked toward the women's section, and began rifling through the hangers. He returned moments later with a pair. She took them from his hands and went in to put them on.
"Come on Bones it didn't take me that long," Booth whined through the door.
"Booth these were not pre-laced I have to lace them before I put them on," she said rolling her eyes. She stepped out and went through the same motions he had. He walked around her eying the leather that clung to her body. They clung to her legs from hip to ankle fitted by the laces on the inside of the thigh. He ran a finger down the edge of the leg near her butt. Her butt contracted in reaction to his touch. He rumbled out a laugh at her reaction.
"Well they look good," he almost growled in approval shifting as his pants suddenly became too tight. She turned around, strode into the dressing room, and began to take them off.
After that, they looked at boots, he would hold up a pair and she would nod her head yes or no. They finally settled on a pair of black Tour Master Nomad boots for him.
"These are good because they have extra padding for your feet," Brennan stated. Looking around she started shopping for her boots. She finally settled on a pair of River Road twin buckle engineer boots.
"Now we have to get you a jacket. It's a long ride and Alec will want his back. I'm sure that it was snug across the shoulders as yours are wider than his," she said. She turned and headed for the jackets as he eyed the items piling up on the counter. She handed him a black leather duster that had been slit on the side and in the back. She eyed the leather clinging to his chest with a smirk. She buttoned the jacket to his waist then pulled his arms forward.
"Hold them there," she told him. She began to pull and tug around the back of his arms near his chest.
"Walk that way and then return," she instructed. He walked away then back towards her.
"Happy now?" He asked her with a raised eyebrow.
"Very there was no purpose for that other than to watch you walk in a leather duster," she said with a husky chuckle. Booth rolled his eyes and carried the jacket to the counter. Everything was purchased and Booth gulped at the price. Brennan didn't blink an eye and passed over her credit card. Booth rolled his eyes and began tallying how long it would take to pay her back. She made several other stops buying two handkerchiefs, sun block, snacks and bottles of water.
Booth just shook his head and wondered why they would need all this crap. Arriving back at the hotel, she began digging through their clothes laying out what they would need.
"Ah Bones why are there four of my shirts on the bed? I can only wear one at a time."
"Oh I hope you don't mind I need to borrow two," she said. Booth grinned and shrugged.
"Whatever you need babe," he said with a grin.
"Don't call me babe," she said automatically and continued around the room folding and packing cleaning everything but the necessary things. When she was done, there were four bags a backpack, their two suitcases, and a bath bag. Booth shook his head in amazement at her efficiency and organization.
That evening they sat with Charlie, he and Booth watching TV. Brennan was sitting next to Booth typing on her computer. She had finished one chapter on her book and was working on a second. The time came and they drove Charlie to the airport and saw him off. Going back to the hotel Booth sat watching TV with Brennan's head in his lap. He was running his fingers through her hair mindlessly.
He awoke with a jerk several hours later. They had fallen asleep on the couch together. He shook her gently awake.
"Bones, come on lets go up to the bed." She mumbled and rolled off the couch. They went up the stairs, climbed into the bed and quickly fell asleep.
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They awoke the next morning later than usual. They were making their way down stairs when there was a knock on the door. Brennan opened the door and let the gang in. A few moments later Angela and Hodgins stopped by and left a few moments later taking the suitcases with them. The people left sat down to breakfast Brennan sipped her coffee and looked at Craig.
"Did you bring the headsets or are we doing a silent ride?"
"I brought them; we had them installed in our brain buckets so we'll just put you on our frequency. I know you are not going to want to wear your helmet. Just make sure you each have one on your bike."
"I know that Craig. You are correct I am not wearing one. Booth may want to that is up to him," she acknowledged. She took another sip of her coffee and Booth raised an eyebrow at her while giving her a half smile.
"When are we leaving?"
"After we take Cam and Sweets to the airport," she told him. Booth nodded and called Cam to see when they needed to be to the airport. Hanging up the phone, he turned to her.
"We need to get a move on then. They need to be to the airport in an hour or so." Brennan nodded and went upstairs to take a shower. She made a phone call when she was finished everyone walked down to meet Cam and Sweets in the lobby. Booth and Brennan ready to ride. Walking out to the street there was a limo in front of the hotel. Brennan gestured everyone forward. They climbed in and rode in silence to the airport.
At the loading area, Cam hugged them both and told them to ride safely. Sweets smiled and said nothing; winking at them, he boarded the plane. They took the limo back to the hotel and went back to their room. Brennan grinned at Booth.
"You ready Booth?"
"Ready as I ever will be," he sighed out. They went back to the room and collected the backpack, which had everything packed into it. They pulled on their chap and carried their jackets draped over their arms. Meeting everyone in the lobby, they checked out. Booth almost cried when he saw the bill. He audibly gulped and Brennan looked at him.
"Booth do not worry about it. It is not that much money." He chuckled darkly and looked at her.
"Your idea of not much money and my idea of not that much money are completely different. You just spent in two weeks what would take me half my life to earn." She nodded in understanding.
"My books have made a lot of money. At my partner's suggestion I got an accountant, he says my money is working for me now. Not that money can work it is not sentient. What is the point of having money if you cannot use it to make your life or someone else's life better? I set up scholarships for people like Wendell at the Jeffersonian. I set up an education fund for Parker when you died. I enjoy being able to stay in a place like this every once in awhile. I do not do it often mostly I live by paying my bills on what I make at the Jeffersonian. Now let's leave," she said abruptly.
They walked over to the group and headed to the garage. Stopping next to the bikes Booth gawked at the fatboy parked next to Brennan's bike. She walked over to Craig and received the keys and microphone headset. Walking back to Booth, she handed him the keys to her bike and the headset. She quickly explained to him how to use the headset and how to wear it. She hooked her helmet on to her bike then walked over to the fatboy.
Putting on her headset, she hooked the helmet to the clip on the side and packed the saddlebags. Climbing on and starting the motorcycles, they headed out and towards I-40 E to make their way home. By 10 am, they were on their way through downtown. People in the downtown area stopped to watch as they rolled by.
"Tempe is front door and I'm tail gunner," Craig said as they approached I-40.
Nodding the other riders took their positions; Booth noting the set up took the spot behind Brennan. They hit I-40 and Brennan hammered it down and took off flying.
Booth shook his head and told her, "Glad to know your dangerous streak is not just at work." Booth heard Chris laugh low into the mic.
"She is being good what are you talking about? She is only doing five mph over the speed limit. No twisting the wick Tempe it gets you into trouble." She laughed and kept on riding. They were riding in silence when all of a sudden Booth heard music start to drift through the headset.
"I was wondering when that would come through Tempe. You could never do the long rides without music. Please tell me you have something better than Tibetan throat singers this time." Booth heard a slight pause in the music and then heard a strange melody come through the headset and the words
As I sit here And slowly close my eyes
I take another deep breath
And feel the wind pass through my body
I'm the one in your soul
Reflecting in the light
Protect the ones who hold you
Cradling your inner child
I need serenity
In a place where I can hide
I need serenity
Nothing changes, days go by
Leave it to Bones to have some weird music that isn't too bad Booth thought to himself. Then he heard her voice drifting through the mic. She was singing to herself, except her mic was picking up her voice. They pulled into a diner in Texarkana for lunch. When he got off the bike, Booth's legs were like jello and wobbled a little bit at first. Alec laughed and slapped him on the back. He grimaced and walked into the diner.
Brennan slid into a booth in the back corner and everyone slid in around her.
"Look Booth they have pie," she pointed out. Booth grinned at her and wiggled his eyebrows she just laughed at him.
"How long have you been trying to get her to eat cooked fruit?" Jesse asked him.
Brennan glared at Jesse and told him, "I still do not like cooked fruit Jesse. Even if the two of you try together I will not eat cooked fruit."
She skimmed the menu and had found the salad section by the time the waitress arrived and was still looking when she heard Booth order and snapped the menu shut. Putting it down she looked around. With their mouths slightly agape, the group stared at them. She just stared back and everyone else ordered.
"Aren't you a little old to be ordering extra fries there Booth," Alec asked with a smug grin.
Booth just gave Jeanie a lazy grin that made shivers run down Brennan's spine. Brennan just smirked at the group and opened the menu to look at the dessert menu. They began to chatter about the ride discussing where to stop for the night when lunch arrived.
They watched as Booth ate his burger and Brennan ate her salad. When they were done with the main part, they laughed as Brennan kept stealing his fries. Looking at them, Booth gave them a smug smile and listened as they spoke.
"I was thinking Nashville for the night, it is about a halfway point and by then we'll be ready for some sleep and a good soak," Brennan stated as if it was the most logical thing. The group nodded and glanced over at Booth. Booth shrugged and flicked a finger in Brennan's direction.
"Bones is the brain I follow her lead on the thinking. She's mostly better at it than me." Brennan snatched a french fry from his plate and took a bite around her grin.
Two more chapters to go! Let's see what kind of fun they have on the trip home. Do they stop in Nashville? Where do they stay?
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