"Booth…" Brennan whispered, placing her hand on her partner's naked chest. "Psst… Booth…"
"Yes Bones?" Booth yawned, still half asleep, "What is it?"
"Can we… talk?" She meekly asked, unsure of his response. "I just… we just…"
"Yeah, sure. Anytime. I always have time for you." He groggily smiled.
"Okay, well… um…" Brennan adjusted herself in his arms, "I am not sure how to start this so…"
"Wait… you wanted to talk now?" His eyes shot open, staring at the frightened woman before him.
"Why would I ask you to talk if I didn't feel the need to have a discussion now? If I wanted to have a discussion with you at a later date I would ask you then. If you…"
"Okay, okay. I get it Bones. You want to talk." Booth shirred slightly, pulling back but keeping his partner in his arms. "But can I do something first?"
"Booth, you don't need to prepare for a discussion you do not know what it is about." Brennan whined, unsure why the man that had been holding her tightly for the last hour suddenly felt the need to be distant. Maybe the alcohol had worn off and he realized the mistake he was making… Brennan began to slightly panic but the soothing thumb strokes on her back quickly calmed her.
"Yes but Bones…" He leaned into her shoulder, "I need to pee."
"Oh, yes… yes…" Brennan blushed, "Of course you may take care of those… personal needs."
"Good that you agree." Booth smiled, releasing his partner and quickly walking toward the bathroom.
As soon as her partner left the bed Brennan was freezing. She glanced down at her attire and sighed; it certainly didn't scream or even whisper sexy. Sure her shorts might have been a little too short for public but he wasn't the public, he was Booth… the love of her life and if she was going to do this right she knew what she needed to do. Slowly she slipped out of her bed and made her way toward her dresser.
Opening the left drawer she thumbed through the contents, reaching the bottom of the drawer she pulled the item out and smiled. She may have had a child since she had last worn it but his reaction would be worth it not fitting as it once did. Within a matter of moments her bright pink shorts were laying in her hamper and the blue basketball shorts hung low on her waist.
Now came the hard part. Temperance Brennan was not a woman that normally wore a shirt to bed when she had male company over. This was something Booth had become very accustom to. She also knew the last time she had been with this man he had impregnated her and two children under three as a single parent was not on Brennan's list of priorities or any list at all.
Mulling over her options, Brennan smiled as she spotted a faded blue FBI shirt tucked in the back of the drawer. As soon as she pulled her shirt off and tossed it in the hamper the door creaked open. Crap.
"Why aren't you in bed, Bones?" Booth's eyes were drawn to the hamper beside him; their scents mixed deliciously bringing back memories he had long since suppressed.
"I uh… I needed too…" She froze, unsure if she wanted him to see her naked.
"Oh…." He affixed his gaze on her feet, lost in memories of what was done in the bed just a few feet away.
"Bones… you were not wearing that when I went in here…" Booth hitched a thumb behind him, his eyes running up his partner and stopping at her very revealing stomach, "And you definitely had more clothes on…" He moaned, knowing if his eyes moved up any further the reality of the situation would sink in.
His partner, the woman who he had craved for the last ten years, was standing before him half naked and for a man who hadn't even had more than a friendly hug in eighteen months that was tempting fate… hell that was burning fate to the ground and stomping on it.
"Bones…" His voice wavered, "You… you might want to put clothes on." His eyes snapped shut.
"It is not my fault your bathroom habits have taken sustainably less time." Brennan said defensively, slipping the shirt on. "And I refuse to talk to you while your eyes are closed. That is just rude." Brennan rolled her eyes, taking her partner's hands, pulling him toward the bed and shoving him down.
"You better not be doing what I think you are…" A sneaky grin escaped his lips as she stood between his legs, his hands running up her hips and sides, "Damn. Can I take back your clothing request?"
"No. Now open up." She demanded, holding his shoulders down.
"Oh I like when you talk dirty to me…" He growled, knowing he was soon going to get in trouble but he couldn't help himself.
"Your eyes, Booth. Open your eyes… now." She practically barked and he readily compiled.
To his surprise his partner was not glaring but rather had a sultry smiled firmly planted across her face.
"Before we talk… I just want to say you look hot… more than hot, you're flaming Bones. Sexy to the tenth degree." He smiled, running his hands over her clothing.
"That will not get you in bed any quicker, Booth." Brennan nodded.
"Damn. So that means there is a possibility for sex… tonight?" He wiggled his eyes at her.
"Booth…" She tapped him on the noise, "I'll think about it." She winked.
His eyes closed hard as the thoughts filled his mind and his body reacted.
"Bones, you cannot say things like that and expect me to pay attention to what you are saying. I may be genuinely interested but I am still a man. A man that well… I want you… badly."
"That is nice to know." She smiled but soon faltered as nerves began to fill her, "Maybe we shouldn't…"
"Bones, if you felt the need to wake me up at…" He looked over at the clock, "6:03 then it is important to you. If it is important to you then it is important to me so please, just tell me."
Brennan exhaled deeply before reaching in her shirt and pulling out the dog tags.
"Booth…" Her voice was weak and raw, "Do these mean anything to you anymore?"
"Why would they not mean anything…" He looked up to see her eyes begin to water, "Ohhh. So you weren't asleep?"
Brennan froze. Was it lying if she just didn't respond? It wasn't like she wanted to hurt him, she just had nothing to say.
"I… I…"
"It's okay Bones."
"I just wanted you to be comfortable" She blurted out, "and if you did not feel comfortable with our relationship to tell me in person then I accept that."
"But I did tell you in person." He teased, pulling her toward him. She lightly resisted but the smile on his face showed no resentment so she readily accepted his comfort.
"So… do they?" She dropped the dog tags, focusing on the floor, "If they don't, I understand and I will…"
"Just because my faith in the place I acquired them is shaken does not mean the reason I gave them to you is any less valid. Do you remember why I gave them to you?"
"You said that it they once held all you deemed your life was worth and that when you gave them to me, I now deemed what your life was worth."
"Yes I did. It is still true by the way." He nervously admitted, "You still do deem what my life is worth and that is why my life fell apart without you by my side."
"But Booth I always…"
"I mean as my fiancé and wife. Left to my own devices I became a jerk." He cradled the tags in his hand, "I can't believe you kept these after all these years." He rubbed his thumb over the etching, catching the ring on his thumb. He knew in that moment without a doubt, she still loved him.
"Why wouldn't I have? Abandoning these dog tags would equate to abandoning Mag and I could never do that. They are both part of you."
"Bones, you're so cute sometimes." He leaned in to kiss her, caught in the moment Brennan greedily lunged at him and caught his lips before he had a chance to react.
"Oh man, I missed that so much." He growled into her mouth, "You have no idea how much I missed you." Brennan moaned into his mouth and Booth lunged back, determined if he was going to do this with her he was going to do it the right way.
"But Booth…" Brennan whined, leaning into him.
"Bones, Bones. Look at me." He demanded, pulling her chin with his hand.
"Yes?" Her eyes slowly shut then opened contently.
"This cannot be just a fling between us because we both want each other." He locked his eyes with her, "We have to really try to make it work, not just for us but for the girl in the other room." He hitched his thumb toward the door, "She deserves a complete family not just two parents that get together for their needs. This is all or nothing, Bones."
Brennan eagerly smiled, placing her hands in his.
"When has it ever been less then that with us?"
"True." He smiled, placing a stray hair behind her ear, "So you all in or not?"
With the first genuine smile in her bedroom in years, Brennan leaned onto her partner pushing him down onto the bed with her weight.
"You ready for me, Seeley?" She purred, crawling over him and placing a single kiss on his lips before leaning back on her arms, "So you think your man enough?"
"Oh baby," He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down to him, "You know it."
With an almost innocent smile, Booth rolled them over onto his side of the bed. Pinning her down with an open palm he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, keeping his body out of reach but when her eyes went wide he finally relented and leaned down.
"Oh that won't do." Brennan smiled, tugging at the buttons and throwing the shirt against the wall with a loud thud.
"Someone likes me shirtless?" He leaned up, giving her a better view.
"You have no idea." She ran her hands down his chiseled chest, "No idea."
"Now that I have you under my control with my sexual prowess…" He trailed his hand under the fray of her shorts. "About your comment about sex earlier… what am I going to have to do to convince you otherwise?"
"But what if Maggie wakes up…" Brennan giggled like a schoolgirl, greedily accepting whatever her partner dished out. Her body almost hurt in anticipation.
"Oh I am sure I can make sure I am silent." He sucked on her neck, drawing a growl from deep within Brennan. "You on the other hand… we might have a problem."
"But Booth…" Her voice trailed off, "Oh god… I missed this… so damn much."
Her eyes slammed shut as his hands ran up her body and under her shirt. They stopped on her stomach and Booth pulled back.
"Bones, do you really want to do this?" His words jerked her back to reality.
Brennan opened her eyes and narrowed them at her partner. He couldn't possibly have stopped… not if he knew what was good for him, especially after he created the storm raging down to her core.
"The sex?" She spat, trying to keep herself from yelling when she knew he was doing what he thought was best even if her body was rebelling his decision.
"Uh… um… I guess yeah."
"Oh god yes, now please if you know what is good for you… continue." She wrapped her hands around his waist and pulled him flush with her.
"If that isn't a clear answer, I don't know what is." He smiled and she slowly ground her hips into his.
"How about me naked?" She slowly lifted her shirt, "Is that enough of an answer for you?"
"I am sure we could arrange that." He placed his hands on hers, helping her push the fabric up. In his eyes she could not get it off quick enough.
A coo came trailing down the hall and both sets of eyes were drawn to the door. They knew their night of passionate love making would have to take a backseat to the child demanding their attention.
"Shit." Brennan muttered under her breath, pushing her shirt back down and leaning forward but Booth just pushed her back down.
"Bones, you stay." He smiled, releasing his grip, "I'll take care of it. She is my baby girl after all."
Brennan nodded slightly and watched as her partner walked toward the door; as soon as he hit the hallway he turned back to her and smiled.
"Hey sexy," He beamed when she looked up, "You better be ready for me to rock your world when I come back."
Brennan nodded and contently yawned as soon as he turned around. Maybe she could just take a short nap while he looked after their daughter. It sure was nice to have someone else get up in the middle of the night for a change. She could get used to this.