Booth smiled as he recalled one incident in his office.

Scatter and Collect

Booth frantically looked around his office. There had been so many cases lately and the paperwork and case files were overwhelming.

Brennan entered the special agent's office to find him on his hands and knees, rear in the air, sticking out from behind the desk. She giggled to herself and then looked in shock around the office.

The top of the desk was barely visible covered with paperwork.

All the file cabinets were opened in someway or another.

Four coffee cups decorated the room, all filled with various levels of old coffee.

The scent of the take out from the previous night still cling in the room, as the boxes sat on the floor amongst the papers they had worked on last night.

"Booth?" Brennan said a little too loudly.

"Ow!" Booth said as he bumped his head on the underside of his desk.

"What happened in here?" Brennan could not even find a place to sit down.

"I am looking for an old case file, that I promised to give to Cullen by lunch." Booth was on his knees rubbing his head gently.

"It is hard to imagine you can find anything in here." Brennan looked around the room. "I have a logical system into which you could organize your paperwork so that it would be more easily accessible."

"This is organized Bones. I have my own system." Booth pulled open another file drawer.

"It's seems that your system is flawed."

"What?" Booth wasn't really listening, focused on the task at hand.

"Your things are scattered about and without any sense or organization."

"Bones! Not now! I have to find that file."

"I am just saying that if you a bit more organized, you could avoid the stress of looking for this file." Brennan began to pick up some papers.

"The only thing that is stressing me currently, is your talking when I am trying to concentrate." Booth pulled open a desk drawer and pulled out some of Parkers toys.

"You are angry."

"Bones, I am not angry. It's just-" Booth's eyes opened wide. "A-ha!"

"Did you find your case file?"

"No, but I found that new pair of socks Parker bought me last week." Booth held up the socks with the hockey motif and smiled.

Brennan frowned and walked over to the piles of paper on the floor.

"What system do you have to keep all of this organized?"

"I find a place, I put it there, I remember." Booth moved over to Brennan on the floor.

"It seems that this is not the case." Brennan said under her breath.

"Bones, please!" Booth looked through the pile right in front of her. Brennan was picking up some files and trying to put them in some kind of order.

"I am just saying, I could help you, and then-"

"Here it is!" Booth held up the file and stood up. He offered his hand to his partner. "Lunch?"

Brennan grabbed his hand and sighed. Booth walked and got his coat and guided Brennan towards the door.

"Hey Bones?"

"Yeah."

"Maybe after lunch you could show me your organizational system."

"No way." Brennan smiled.

"What? Why not?" Booth stopped out side of the opened elevator.

"I am not going to clean up your mess. Nice try though."

Booth smiled as he jumped in the elevator and bumped Brennan playfully with his hip.

Laughter rang throughout the floor as the elevator doors closed.