A/N: so since i havent update in a while and its Fall holidays, my muse has been on fire (not literally) so becuz i was rude and left this alone for so long i'm posting yet another chap. and guess what... ITS THE LONG ANTICIPATED CLUB SCENE! YAY! And trust me, its gunna get better and better, mwuahahaha! evil laugh. anyway pleaz READ AND REVIEW! LET ME HELP YOU! plus i will be motivated to post more ^^. Enjoy. Also playing techno or something will help with the imagery. :)
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Brennan came into the lab the next day, tired from the night of almost no sleep, and sat in her office. Angela, Hodgins, and Cam were already speculating on why she was so quiet and hasn't come out to examine the bones.
Little did they know the bull pin was in the same buzzing manor as Special Agent Seeley Booth trudged in looking dead tired and not responding to the teases the agents called out. After the glass door slammed shut, Charlie started the betting pool.
The day trudged forward slowly, Booth and Brennan worked on the case separately, their minds just stuck on what would happen tonight. They would be baiting a serial killer, but worse yet, they were doing it together, in a hot, sweaty, drug-fuelled club. Around lunchtime when their days couldn't possibly get worse, Charlie came into Booth's office to deliver the news from the higher ups.
Knocking, Charlie heard a brief 'Come in' before nudging the door open. "Uh Booth, I just got word that another agent will be doing the drug deal this evening for the investigation." Booth's head snapped up with fire in his eyes and Charlie automatically took a step back.
"Who ordered this?" Booth stood from his desk.
"Hey don't shoot the messenger. The bosses don't think Angela is experienced to do this so they want all FBI on this job." Charlie held up his hands.
Booth pursed his lips together, "Fine, but them the agent leaves and lets us continue the investigation, and Angela will be there as a civi. Tell the FBI not to show up unless called, we don't need to scare the guy off beforehand with SUVs parked all around the club. If there's no call, he didn't show up. Go it?" Booth planned quickly.
"Yeah, sure Booth. Good luck tonight." Charlie gave a smiled and retreated.
Booth sighed and sat back in his chair with a sigh. 'I'll just take a nap for a few then head over to the lab for the day.'
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Brennan was lying on her couch, a blanket at her knees, snoring softly. She tried to concentrate on the bones in front of her but all she could think about was the night before and the night that was to come. So with a tired sigh, she snapped off her gloves and retreated to her office for a quick nap. Booth arrived ten minutes later and informed an infuriated Angela about the change of plans.
"Don't worry, you'll still be there Ange. The FBI guy will be in and out. But besides me and Bones, we need you and possibly Hodgins to help us observe." Booth rationally calmed Angela.
Angela untensed her shoulders, "So where's your stuff for tonight Studly?" Angela smiled.
Booth returned the smile, "It's in your office Ange." He moved to walk passed her to Brennan's office.
"Did you bring hair gel?" Angela called.
"Its all in my duffel Angela." He answered as he approached Brennan's door. He softly opened it and noticed her napping on the couch, he walked over, pulled the blanket back over her, and settled in the chair across from her. After ten minutes, he began to doze again and before he knew it, he passed out like a light. Angela happened to enter as the pair was sleeping and snapped a quick photo before sneaking back out. Some time passed and Brennan finally stirred. Her eyes adjusted to the light and noticed Booth sleeping in her chair across from her. She knew his neck would be killing him if stayed in that position.
"Booth." Brennan groggily called out.
"Hmm. Bones?" He shifted in the seat and lifted his head.
"You might want to get up or you will hurt your neck, Booth." She said, her nose just poking over the blanket.
"Ah, thanks Bones." He got up and stretched, before glancing at his watch.
"What time is it?" Brennan asked, finally sitting up.
"Mmm almost time to get ready. The club opens at 7 and its 6 right now. But we're gunna show up after dark." Booth walked around her office to stretch his legs.
"Oh uh, Charlie came into my office earlier and told me the hoity toities want an agent doing the deal so we're fake-buying from an agent, not Angela. But she will be there." Booth sat in the chair next to her desk as Brennan moved to her side.
"Although that doesn't sound ideal, I can accept those terms." Brennan nodded.
"Well good evening sleeping beauties, how was the sleep over?" Angela entered with a big smile.
"Better than what I've been getting these past few days." Booth raised his arms above his head.
"I find that I felt exhausted as well." Brennan agreed.
"Well when you guys are ready, we should start preparing to leave. Bren, come to my office so we can do hair and make up and Booth, you and Hodgins can figure out whatever." Angela smiled again and left the office.
They glanced at each other for a few seconds before each moving to grab their own stuff.
"Um I'll meet you at Angela's office in 20." Booth stood to leave.
"Did you leave your bag in the car?" Brennan asked, picking up a small duffel bag to take to Angela.
"Uh, yeah. I came over here earlier than I thought so I didn't think to bring it up yet." He grabbed his keys from the table and walked out. Brennan studied him walking out of the lab and couldn't stop the blush creeping into her features, with a shake of her head she took up her bag again and slowly walked to Angela's office.
"How was your nap Sweetie?" Angela smiled at her confused friend.
"Um it was fine Ange, I feel a lot better than when I came in this morning." Brennan threw the bag onto a table and began to unload its contents.
"Yeah, why were you so tired this morning?" Angela stealthily prodded.
"I haven't been sleeping well because of the case." Brennan answered carefully, but Angela knew better.
"You never sleep well during a case, what makes this one so different?" Angela keep poking.
"Well me and Booth are also undercover this time so I keep thinking about the club… and Booth." Brennan finally let out with a long exhale.
"Ooh and?" Angela asked, throwing subtlty to the wind.
"And that's it Ange. I was just thinking about the case." Brennan shrugged and started to change.
Angela decided to leave it at that for now and began to dress as well. When they were done, Angela looked over Brennan to make sure she didn't leave something at home on purpose.
"This outfit looks great on you Bren. Now all we need is make up and some simple hair style." Angela walked to her desk for her make up bag.
"I find that your outfit is more risqué and colourful compared to mine." Brennan looked over the silver shiny skirt, neon high heels, and an assorted color top that was held together by strings. Angela walked over to a mirror she kept in her office and began to apply eye shadow and eyeliner. Brennan walked over to sit next to her.
"Well of course Sweetie, I've done these kinds of things since college. Albeit the times have slowed since then but I still go. Plus, I knew you wouldn't be up for this much skin so I gave you something you would be comfortable in." Angela finished her make up and turned to Brennan. "Okay so apply the eyeliner, and I will do the eye shadow. For hair, I think we'll curl it a little but we'll just leave it down." She walked over and lightly curled Brennan's hair before doing the same.
"Are you going to do the same eye shadow to me?" Brennan wondered at the sight of the orange and yellow hues Angela had applied.
"We wont go crazy for you, I think a light blue will do your eyes major justice." She handed Brennan a small container and she applied it. "Okay now stand and do a little spin." Angela gleefully smiled at her impressive handiwork.
"I find that I am enjoying this very much." Brennan finished her spin and looked to her best friend.
"Oh man we have to have a picture!" Angela grabbed her camera and Brennan. They both smiled as the flash clicked. "Oh we're so gorgeous!" Angela squealed.
"Oh yes you are." Hodgins added, he slouched against the doorway in black jeans, boots, and a green t-shirt. Booth however was standing as still and a statue, jaw on the floor, in only his black jeans, converse, and his work shirt.
"Uh hmm yes very- very gorgeous." Booth looked at Hodgins so he didn't stare at Brennan.
"So Studly, where's the shirt I picked for you." Angela mischievously smiled.
"It was laundry day today and I must have thrown it in with my dirty clothes." Booth hid his panicky expression as Angela's grin got bigger.
"Well then do you have a tank top or something?" Angela asked moving to sit on the couch, Brennan and Hodgins joined her as Booth stood there like he was frozen.
"I have a tank top that I usually work out in, but it's clean." He shrugged, hoping she would say no.
"Perfect! It's actually better than a t-shirt because it'll be hot in there." Angela grinned again, Hodgins chuckled to himself. Booth's shoulders fell and with a small growl that no one heard, he pulled the damning fabric from his bag. "Well put it on Studly." Angela said. Booth placed the bag on the table and turned to remove his shirt. Angela and Brennan's eyes went wide again, but Brennan looked a little disappointed when he yanked on the tank top.
Cam chose the perfect time to enter, "Hey guys I'm gunna lock the lab up but one of you has to the key to get in," she then glance at everyone dressed up, "It this for the undercover work?" An eyebrow quirked up.
"Yes, it is Cam, so we can catch the killer." Brennan answered, shifting in her seat.
"Can I get a picture?"Cam smiled.
"Of course you can!" Angela leaped off the couch and handed Cam the camera. Everyone got up and arranged themselves accordingly, Booth and Brennan together next to Hodgins and Angela.
The camera went off with a little flash and shutter as everyone put on their best smiles, besides the tension, they were actually enjoying themselves.
"Man I wish I was going undercover too."Cam shook her head chuckling and left for the night. "Have fun you guys!" She called.
"Oh we will!" Angela yelled back before turning to the others, "So who's ready to party and catch a killer?"
In the car…
"So Hodgins, have you actually done this before?" Booth questioned while driving.
"Angie's dragged me here and there, so yes I have gone before." Hodgins replied from the backseat.
"I find that I am very excited to see how people will interact at a social venue such as this." Brennan said with a smile.
"Sweetie it's just like all the other clubs I was able to drag you to, except this has specific music and more of a dress code." Angela answered.
"Hey look we're here." Booth pulled up to the curve and let Angela and Hodgins out to go find the FBI agent inside while Booth found a parking spot on the crowded street.
Brennan was already excited. From the street she could here the boom of the bass as they neared the entrance, other people were also dressed within the same capacity as her, bright colors, make up, even some in bathing suits. Brennan jumped a little as Booth wrapped his arm around her waist but then remembered they had to look like a couple so she swung her arm around his shoulders. They could see Angela waving as her and Hodgins entered the club, they had agreed to meet at the bar first before blending in. In a half hour or so Booth and Brennan would do the fake drug deal and begin looking, by which time "Jack" would show up and the FBI agent would leave to let the others work.
Brennan shivered a little next to Booth as they waited to get in, the chill raising goose bumps where clothing did not cover. He put his arm around her shoulders to try to warm her up, "It's alright babe, it'll be warmer inside." Booth said into her ear and involuntarily made her shiver more. Thankfully, they had made it to the front of the club where the bouncer checked their IDs and patted down Booth before they entered the dark, loud club. People were everywhere, at the bar, the dance floor; even the booths and seats were practically filled. Booth glanced at the DJ bobbing his head to his own mix playing back into his headphones as strobes and colored lights flashed all around the club. After they looked around, Booth replaced his hand back at her waist and guided her to the bar where Hodgins and Angela were sipping at drinks.
"About time you two!" Angela yelled over the music.
"Sorry, the line got big when we got to the door." Booth leaned close so he didn't have to speak as loud.
"Ok well the agent is Simmons, and he's sitting in a booth over there," she pointed over the crowd, "wearing a backwards baseball cap and a black shirt. He said he'll expect you over there in an hour." Angela said to Brennan.
"Well me and Angie are gunna head to the dance floor. See you guys around." Hodgins placed his drink on the bar and pulled Angela away from her stool.
"Have fun you two!" See shouted before disappearing into the crowd.
Booth called the bartender over and ordered two waters before turning back to Brennan. She was staring over the crowd a little too suspiciously. He sat at the stool Angela vacated and pulled Brennan in between his legs. "Hey, Bones. We aren't even working right now, now we just work on blending in. Ange will find us if he comes in, but it is our job to look like a couple, not survey like a cop." He said close to her face. Her heartbeat picked up but she shook her head and snapped into a persona. She leaned against his leg and sipped at the glass of water. Booth was trying to breathe evenly, he knew what he was doing was for the case but he couldn't help but get something out of it. It was different from when they were Roxie and Tony or even Buck and Wanda. But he shook the thought from his head and sipped his own water.
This time is was Brennan who acted first, "Wanna head to the dance floor?" She asked into his ear. Booth mentally shuttered but nodded, stood up, and led Brennan onto the floor. They squeezed past couples and even others just dancing alone, lost in their own world. Finally, Booth found space for them and place Brennan's arms around his neck before placed his at her waist. They immediately caught up to the rhythm that DJ was playing out, and seamlessly blended in with the other dancers. They gave in to the fun charged atmosphere of everyone in the club, their hips moving fluidly against each other to the beat of the music. On the other side of the floor, Angela and Hodgins finally managed to stumble out and they scanned the crowds for their friends. Angela spotted them first before Hodgins saw them too, and they were shocked. They could see Brennan and Booth having fun on the floor. She was smiling, he was smiling, Brennan caressed her hands along Booth neck, they couldn't see Booth's with the crowd. Angela quickly snapped a picture and even took a little video before going to find a seat with Hodgins. 'Maybe my diabolical plan is actually working'.
Hodgins sat first and quickly put Angela next to him. "Did you see that? They're actually dancing together! In public! And Dr. B's smile? Oh man they so want each other." Hodgins chatted, sipping his soda.
"I told you my plan would work Hodgie," Angela grinned and glanced at her watch, "we need to go back out and tell they need to do the deal." Angela stood and pulled Hodgins to his feet.
"Alright but you tell them, I don't want to see the hostile looks when you tell them they have to stop dancing." Hodgins laughed before they dove back into the fray. They slowly danced towards their happy friends when they got a full look of what was going on. They were laughing, whispering, her hands moving through his hair, bodies pressed together, his hands just inches above her bottom, doing moves that should be illegal- at least to Angela.
Booth knew they were having a great time, besides the temptations itching at his hands; they were joking with each other, holding eye contact, and moving with the beats. However, for a second Booth forgot about the case, leaned his head a few inches closer, and kissed her shoulder. Brennan looked scared for a millisecond before shining a grin back at him; Booth smiled back and threw all caution to the wind. He slowly inched in his lips just hovering over hers, his hands moving lower, when Angela and Hodgins swung in next to them. Booth and Brennan instinctively took a step back, while Hodgins and Angela did mental cartwheels at this new development.
"Its been a half an hour. You should go talk to the dealer." Angela said in a squeaky voice.
"Okay. Are you alright Ange?" Brennan said, putting her arm around his shoulders to keep up the cover.
"Yes. This is just my favorite song, so I got excited." Angela answered. Booth and Brennan bought it and walked over to the quiet booth in the corner.
"Hey there Simmons," Booth answered as he sat with Brennan in proximity.
"Hey, Booth. Okay these are your standard sugar pills. I had to buy from someone on premises and I switched the pills for placebos. I already got the guy arrested. But here you go." Simmons handed over the 2 pills.
"So how much?" Booth asked, he picked up the pills and looked at them.
"20, and I'll give it back to you at your office tomorrow." Simmons answered. Booth pulled out a twenty and slid it across the table.
"Um if I'm not mistaken shouldn't we be talking like it's a real deal?" Brennan asked.
"Nah, no one can hear us over the music, plus it just looks like we're hanging out, but to an experienced person, they know what's really happening." Booth answered confidently. Simmons got up and went to leave the club. Booth got up but told Brennan to sit.
"Ima go get water so we can take these." Booth explained and worked his way back to the bar. Brennan sat there for a minute with her eyes closed, thinking about what happened a few minutes ago. She knew that it was just chemicals, and that Booth was attractive, but her heart was telling her different. 'You know you like him' Her mind taunted her, but this time she's actually listening and agreeing with Booth for once, 'Let the chips fall where they may… Put brain in neutral and heart into overdrive.' She settled it, she is going to follow Angela's advice, give in. Booth returned a minute later with a bottle of water. He moved to sit down but was surprised when Brennan stood up as well and sat across his lap.
A little shocked Booth whispered, "Bones what are you doing?"
She took the bottle from his hands, "Keeping cover," she whispered back. Going along with it, he pulled the sugar pills out of his pocket, handed one to her, and kept one for himself, "To fooling a killer." He popped it in his mouth and took a swig of water, Brennan did the same and placed the water on the table before give Booth the biggest shock of his life. She leaned forward in his lap and kissed him. Booth's eyes went wide with shock but closed at the fact that this was probably for the case. He played along, nipping at her lips, hands caressing her back, while she ran her nails along his nape. Booth swore he could hear an excited yell but was too distracted at Brennan's mouth on his. Finally, he pulled away to breathe and saw her shimmering blue eyes. He cleared his throat before asking.
"Do- Do you wanna go dance again Bones?" He asked, keeping is forehead against hers.
"Sure. Hopefully he will see us there and approach us." Brennan got up and took Booth's hand to lead him onto the dance floor. At the bar Angela was jumping up and down, waving around the camera.
"What going on Ange?" Hodgins yelled at his over-excited wife.
"I caught them kissing!" She yelled, getting a few odd looks from patrons at the bar.
"What?" Hodgins ripped the camera from her hands and stared at the digital pixels that were arranged with Booth and Brennan kissing, "oh this is so blackmail." Hodgins scanned the crowd until he found the happy couple. But something was off, they didn't look normal.
"Uh Ange, baby, I think we need to get out of hear now." Hodgins went from elated to full-blown worried. Angela saw what he was talking about and became worried as well.
"Oh no." In a flash, they were back on the floor trying to get over to the pair.
Booth spun Brennan in his arms before pulling her back against his chest. Her arms instinctively wound around his neck as his found her hips. Brennan pushed her bottom back into his groin and listened to the bass pounding her ears. Something was different, she didn't know what, but she knew Booth was there with her. The air was heating up, their bodies becoming slick from the dancing, and colors were blending in front of their eyes. Booth let out a groan, "oh Bones", before the world faded out.
A/N: Love it? hate it? wanna kill me becuase of the suspense? whats happening to booth and brennan? Why are Hodgins and angela worried? all questions will be answered in the next installment... if you click that review button. so PLEAZ REVIEW! it makes me squeal and jump around the room, plus it also means a faster updates ^^.
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