A/N: Well... uh heeeeeello. I know this is being posted really late but if u read my last AN, senior year is a lot harder than i thought, but like i said i would never forget the story and what do u know? THIS IS A BRAND SHINY NEW CHAPPIE! YAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Well as usual i dont own Bones or FOX...
Also i DO NOT condone the use or abuse of drugs, THIS IS A STORY, a fabrication, dont copy it!
Well enough of that, here's the chap! AND review pleaz! :3
FBI Hoover Building, 6:00am.
Hacker sat in his office tiredly. He hadn't gotten much sleep since he got the frantic phone call from Dr. Jack Hodgins about his federal agent and his partner being drugged. So he had to get up extra early just to arraign an undercover agent who screwed up and drugged the best agents the D.C. field office has ever seen. He leaned forward again, rubbing his eyes, and stared at the man sitting in front of him.
"So explain to me what happened one more time, Simmons." Hacker sighed.
"I did the illegal deal and placed the drugs in my pocket with the placebos, knowing which bag was which. I reported the dealer to Agent Maddison and continued through the club to wait for Agent Booth and Dr. Brennan. On my way through the crowd, I was shoved by some patrons dancing, and I believe in which time the pill bags were switched around in my pockets. It was a mistake but the lights were so dim I couldn't tell if they were different." Simmons explained calmly.
Hacker pondered what Simmons had said. It was comical yet serious as well, people were drugged and it was someone's mistake.
"Well I would let you off with just a slap on the wrist, Simmons, but if I did that, some people in high places wouldn't take that too kindly. I do believe it was a mistake, but a very stupid one at that. This is a high-profile serial killer case, and you blew off an opportunity to catch him, possibly costing more lives. However, it wasn't intentional, but I still got to handle out punishment… You're suspended for two weeks." Hacker said in a final official tone.
Simmons wasn't happy but he accepted it, he handed over his badge and gun, and left the office. Hacker sighed again and closed his eyes, just glad that at least that they were alright.
Back at the lab…
Booth and Brennan had long since remembered what had happened the night before, but watching it on Angela's big HD screen with surround sound was just borderline horrific. They watched as their figures ran around the room, throwing things, chasing each other, laughing, yelling, whispering… and kissing. Angela was the only one in the room, effectively dealing with losing the bet, but some of the video just belonged to Booth and Brennan. The video ended and Angela paused the screen before turning back to the still partners on the sofa.
"I'm going to get more coffee so um, come out when you guys are ready." Angela gave a small smile before placing the computer pad in front of them and walked out.
Brennan and Booth continued to stare at the screen for a minute before one of them spoke.
"So what do you think, Bones?" Booth asked, breaking the silence.
(Line break, Lab POV)
"How'd they take it?" Hodgins said, chewing on a bagel as Angela sat in the lounge with everyone.
"Well they didn't remember at first, but when they did? I've never seen emotions fly that fast over someone's face. But after they remembered, they both got this surprised yet content look on their faces. And when I showed them the video? They looked more surprised and shocked at the fact that other people saw, not what they were actually doing. They only tensed when they saw us at the door on camera." Angela looked confused as she stirred her tea.
Everyone else's faces gave way to shock, amusement, and just plain excitement.
"What does this mean?" Sweets leaned forward rubbing his hands together.
"It means, they are finally done dancing." Hodgins said with a happy sigh.
(Line break, Office POV)
"So what do you think, Bones?" Booth asked, breaking the silence.
Brennan thought about the question for a minute before turning to Booth, "I think… that- that I am content with what happened." Brennan answered slowly but surely.
A big grin stretched across Booth's face and he leaned in and gave Brennan a kiss.
"So you still mean what you said, Bones? You love me?" Booth's voice got higher each word.
Brennan returned the bright smile, "Yes, I still love you Booth," She said slowly, getting use to the words, "I have before but I didn't have enough courage to say it, and I thought you wouldn't feel the same. But the drug seems to have lowered all inhibitions so I was finally able to say it." She gave a lazy smile.
Booth jumped off the couch with a yell, "Wooooohoooooo!" Throwing his arms in the air before picking Brennan up, spinning, and kissing her. Everyone at the lounge turned a curious gaze down towards the office area but continued with breakfast.
Booth stopped spinning long enough, "I love you, Bones. My Bones." He whispered, before kissing her yet again. He finally put her down and they collapsed back on the couch.
"We'll have to clean Ange's office and pay her twenty dollars." Brennan sighed, but with a chuckled. Booth surveyed the room again before letting out his own deep laugh.
"You're right, Bones. But how bout we go through this again without Angela staring at us." Booth picked up the pad and restarted the video.
"I have to admit I feel foolish about our behavior and a few of our coworkers had to watch, but it all seemed so much fun then. They kept watching until they found themselves playing Marco Polo on the screen.
"I can't believe we were acting like sneaky teenagers kissing under Ange's desk." Booth laughed.
"Yes, but it was fun though." Brennan waggled an eyebrow and leaned her head on Booth's shoulder.
"After the case though, Bones. Would you like to go on a real date with me? Without serial killers or drugs?" Booth asked.
"That would seem very acceptable." Brennan replied. The video finished playing and Brennan turned on the cushion to look at Booth, "I think we should go back in tonight." She said.
"Tonight? Again?" Booth asked, his eyebrows rising.
"Yes. If we wait longer then he will find another couple. Plus we can be ready again by tonight." Brennan said confidently.
Booth set his jaw, he knew she was right. They would not let "Jack" wander around free for another night; he was going down once and for all.
"Okay." He simply said with a nod. Brennan smiled at his answer and kissed his cheek, "Wanna grab breakfast?" He asked. She nodded and they left the tousled office to join the others in the lounge.
Everyone watched out of the corners of their eyes as Booth and Brennan walked up the steps hand-in-hand to the couch. The silence remained awkward for a few moments before Brennan spoke.
"I would like to thank you guys for watching out for us last night." Brennan said in a measured voice. Everyone nodded at her words and continued to eat.
"We wanted to make sure you were okay." Wendell said with a sincere smile.
"Also, Bones and I agreed-" Booth began.
"To get together?" Angela burst out, unable to contain herself. Booth and Brennan just blushed.
"- to go back to the club tonight to catch the killer." Booth ignored the outburst.
"But you guys just got over being drugged and high all night. Do you think you can pull this off?" Cam asked.
"Well I worked the day I was dosed with methamphetamine and we've actually had sleep this time so yes, we can pull this off." Brennan said surely. Everyone nodded and began chatting as if it was any normal day at the lab. Of course, Angela can always be accounted on for making Booth and Brennan uncomfortable.
"So Bren what happened to the tank tops you were wearing last night? And what happened to Booth's?" Angela asked coyly enough to even make everyone else blush as well.
"When I woke up in the morning I found the shirts to be uncomfortable so I found another t-shirt to wear." Brennan replied.
"But it's an FBI shirt Dr. Brennan." Sweets pointed out clearly.
"Of course it's Booth's Dr. Sweets. We slept in the same room together with all of our stuff. And don't try to read into it, I'm not as daft as I look. I see all the suggestions and remarks; I just choose to ignore them." Brennan crossed her arms over her chest and sat back against Booth's side.
Sweets stared on with his jaw hanging. Dr. Brennan never ever came out and called people on their suggestions, this was new territory for everyone, even Booth. But Booth sat there with a smug look on his face for Brennan putting baby duck in his place.
Angela kept her smile, "Sweetie can I talk to you for a sec?" Brennan shrugged and got up to follow Angela. Booth put a pouty look on his face.
"I'll be back in a few minutes, Booth. I'm sure you can find something to do." She smiled and Booth's eyebrows rose in surprise. 'Did she just make a suggestion to me?' Booth thought as he watched Brennan's retreating form. After the girls were out of sight, Hodgins open his mouth.
"Don't even think about it Hodgins." Booth placed his hands behind his head, a grin on his face.
Angela dragged Brennan to the steps of the platform before even thinking about speaking, "So how is it kissing Stud Muffin over there?" Her eyebrows beginning to retreat into her hairline.
Brennan pursed her lips, contemplating whether to start gushing or not say anything, "It was better than the other times I got to kiss Booth." A smile growing on her face.
"Oh my god, Bren!" Angela shouted, bouncing lightly up and down.
"Calm down Ange!" Brennan laughed, settling Angela by grabbing her arms.
"Sorry, I'm just so happy! So what are you guys doing next?" She asked quickly.
"I don't know. Our priority is still the case so I guess we catch the killer and work from there." Brennan pondered.
"Well you better let me do the deal this time since that stupid agent drugged you guys." Angela crossed her arms.
"You got a deal there Angela. While it was fun," a mischievous smile playing across her lips, "I would rather be level-headed when we try to catch the serial killer."
"Are you ever gunna tell how it was to make out with Booth completely wasted on psychedelics?" Angela pried.
"Maybe. One day." Brennan smiled and walked up the stairs to return to the lounge.
Back in the lounge…
"Angela and I have agreed that she will do the fake deal this time so there is absolutely no way that we will be drugged again. The killer can't be left on the streets for another night." Brennan declared, returning to her spot next to Booth.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"But uh I would like to go home, take a shower, and get some more clothes for tonight." Booth put out there.
"I agree, plus I believe I need a new outfit Ange." Brennan smiled sheepishly. Everyone finished their breakfast and went about cleaning up the lab while Brennan and Booth cleared up the mess they made in Angela's office. Wendell, Cam, and Sweets packed up their sleeping bags and went home for the day. Hodgins went home to pick up more clothes for himself. Booth walked back into the office as Brennan and Angela moved the couch to its former place.
"Hey, Bones. I'm gunna head home but I'll meet you guys here in a few hours." He smiled sweetly. Brennan moved in front of him.
"Okay, I will see you then." Booth looked at her for a second before leaning in for a small goodbye kiss. Once apart, he turned and left the lab. Brennan turned back around to see a gushy smile plastered to Angela's face, "What Ange?" Brennan chuckled.
"I don't think I will ever get used to seeing you guys kiss." She said dreamily.
"Well lets at least let's go prepare for tonight then." With that, they locked up the lab and left for Brennan's apartment.
The lab, 7:00 pm…
Everyone started to arrive back at the lab for the case. Brennan and Angela showed up first with bags filling their arms. They quickly shut the blinds in Brennan's office and began to change.
"What are you going to wear this time Angela?" Brennan asked pulling the same shorts out of her bag.
"Well not one to repeat, I will wear this black skirt, uh and this purple top," Brennan watched the fabrics fly out of the bag, "Oh, and these blue heels. Angela quickly changed and turned in a circle to show Brennan. Her skirt came to mid thigh and the top dipped in a sharp v, the hem hanging at belly button height, also the back drooped as well, hanging around her shoulder blades.
"Nice, Ange." Brennan smiled appreciatively. Ange walked over and began arranging options for Brennan across her desk. Brennan quickly threw on the shorts but stayed in a bra as her and Angela discussed which top to wear. Suddenly the door opened, "Hey, Bones are you- WHOA!" Booth walked in and looked up in time to see Brennan standing there in her bra before slapping a hand over his eyes.
Angela turned with her hands on her hips, "Studly, haven't you ever heard of knocking? The blinds were shut for a reason." She smiled slyly.
"I wasn't paying attention! I didn't see that the blinds were closed!" He reached out looking for the couch before bumping into the coffee table and sitting down in his spot.
"Why are you covering your eyes, Booth?" Brennan asked, not caring she was practically half-naked.
"Because I'm trying to not have a heart attack, Bones," Booth let his head fall with a thunk onto the arm of the couch and threw a pillow over his face, "Just change quick okay?" The pillow muffled.
"Why would you have a heart attack?" Brennan asked.
"Because he thinks you're hot Sweetie," Angela rolled her eyes with a smile and handed Brennan a top, "Here, this will work." Brennan held up the top and pulled it on.
"It's safe to come out now Booth." Angela laughed. Slowly Booth removed the pillow and sat up. When he saw Brennan, his heart rate picked up again.
"Bones," he breathed out. Booth got up from the couch and made his way over to survey her outfit.
"I take it that you like the clothes." Brennan smiled satisfied.
"Uh huh I do." He smiled and pecked her quickly on the lips before taking another look. The shorts she wore last night were still in place but she now wore a loose orange tank top that still showed her curves, her hair still hanging in wavy lengths at her shoulders.
"You don't look bad yourself," Brennan remarked. Booth kept the same shoes and jeans, but donned a red tank top that highlighted the muscles he had underneath.
"Thanks. So where is Hodgins?" He turned to see if he happened to be walking in.
"I called him a few minutes ago and he said he will be here within ten." Ange smiled before digging around her desk for the camera, "Ah here it is. Now get in close for a picture." Booth and Brennan moved close together, arms around each other, smiles on their faces. It was always easy before as friends, but now together still brought the comfortable closeness but a completely new set of wonderful emotions. Angela snapped the picture quick before demanding one with Brennan.
Eventually Hodgins arrived in his jeans, boots, and navy blue shirt, Angela snapped a couple more pictures before they left for the club once again.
"So how do you guys want the deal to go this time?" Booth asked, not taking his eyes from the road.
"Well for one, I'm not gunna give you real ecstasy. Two, I think we should just do what we did last time. Enter separately, dance and hang for about an hour, deal, and then let the creepy love-killer come to you guys." Angela planned with a shiver running down her spine.
"Sounds good to me." Brennan smiled from the passenger seat.
"I'm sure it does." Hodgins chuckled with a sly smile.
"What are you laughing at Hodgins?" Booth warned, eyes glaring at the man in the back through the rear view mirror.
"Nothing, nothing at all." He continued to laugh. Booth quickly pulled up to the club once again and dropped the giggling couple off before pulling into a near parking spot. Once outside, Booth gently pulled Brennan to his side and she wrapped an arm around him as well, the actions no more natural than breathing.
"Are you ready for round two?" Booth joked in her ear while she poked him in the side.
"Of course I am. I am always prepared." She smiled slightly sticking her nose in the air. They joined the bustling line of patron goers, all still wrapped in their colorful arrays of clothing. The music beating through the brick of the club. Booth rubbed Brennan's arm to keep away the cold as they approached the entrance. After getting through security, they slipped back into the flashing, pulsing rhythm of the club. With a nudge from Brennan, Booth quickly spotted Hodgins and Angela in the fray of people on the dance floor, he nodded his head over to a section of tables and held up a finger to tell them to meet them there in one hour, Hodgins gave a nod and continued to dance.
"So what do you want to do now Booth?" Brennan happily asked, head nodding to the beat of the music blasting throughout the room. Without a word, Booth dragged Brennan by the wrist away from the club entrance and planted a smoldering kiss right on her lips. When he gently nipped at her bottom lip, she obliged and he deepened the kiss, pouring as much love and passion as he could into it. Her arms wrapped around his neck as his wound around her waist. When Booth finally came up for much-needed air, he leaned his forehead against hers.
"Just wanna show you how happy I am that we walked over that stupid line." He sighed in contentment.
"More like jumped over it and down a cliff side." She laughed, bringing her hands to rest on his shoulders.
"Hey that was the ecstasy's fault." He agreed with his own chuckle. He quickly pecked her on the lips, "Wanna dance Bones?" He smiled and twirled her out of his arms.
"I would love to." She flashed her own smile and followed him to the middle of the club. As they reached the floor, Booth quickly pulled Brennan back against his chest and set a rhythm with his hips. Brennan placed her hands over his and followed the movements. The beat of the song climbing quickly as the DJ spun his records faster. Booth leaned his head down, trailing kisses from her shoulder up to her jaw, his hands began to slide from her thighs to her ribs, no longer cautious of touching her. Brennan's eyes fluttered shut on his light caresses, letting the music and their movements drown out everything. She quickly spun around in his arms, throwing her hands around the back of his neck. He quickly adjusted and held her hips as close as possible, fingers digging into the denim of her shorts. He closed the distance with a hot passionate kiss, showing just how much he loved dancing with her. Her fingers ran through his hair as they kept up the heated rotation of their hips to the beat. The air was becoming heavy from their dancing so they decided to take a break and head to the bar to cool off.
"I will never get tired of that, Bones." He sighed, taking a long swig from the water bottle in his hand.
"Tired of what?" She asked slightly breathless, taking her own sip from the bottle.
"Dancing with you," He slyly smiled and pulled her in between his legs on the bar stool, "Especially now that it strictly isn't work."
"I agree with that statement as well. You have excellent control of your rectus adominis muscles." She gave a devious smile.
"Thank you?" He laughed, not knowing if it really was a compliment or if she was messing with him.
"You should be thankful, many women would find it very attractive," She saw the lost look on his face, "I believe that Angela would say, 'You have really nice abs'." She smiled again and took another drink, "Even I-" Booth cut her off with another kiss.
"You just said I'm hot basically." He said with a smug smile.
"Of course I did. Weren't you listening? Oh, I think Angela is ready to do the deal now. She is winking at me." Booth turned to Angela indeed signaling them to come over. They got up from the bar and walked over to her. Booth sat in the booth across from Angela and Brennan sat next to him.
"Just so you know that dance scene was hotter than the ninth circle of hell." Angela waved herself to cool down.
"I don't know what that means." Brennan stared at Angela in confusion.
"It means-" Booth began.
"It means that you guys dance so hot together I thought you would be arrested for public indecency." Angela giggled.
"But Angela how could we have been arrested if we were not engaging in sexual intercourse or exposing nudity to the public." Brennan asked truly confused.
"She pretty much is saying Bones, that we look really sexy together." Booth sighed leaning back against the seat cushions.
"Oh. Why didn't you just day that?"
"Moving on. So here are the pills," Angela slid the little bag of fake pills this time to them.
"And here is the twenty bucks for the vase," Booth laughed and exchanged with Angela.
"Okay I will see you guys in a while. Me and Jack will be floating around." She suggested and left the tables to find Hodgins. Booth examined the bag in his hands before looking over at Brennan.
"What?" She asked, his eyes still narrowed at her sneakily.
"Come here," He reached over and slid her across his lap, her legs hanging off to one side.
"Booth, what are you doing?" She laughed as he began to open the bag.
"Well the killer likes couples who do drugs so that's what I'm doing. I'm sitting with my girlfriend and about to take drugs with her." He looked up at her. She caught the double meaning and played along.
"Oh of course. So lets take them together." She placed her arms around his neck, playing with the hairs at his nape. Booth took one of the sugar pills and placed it on her tongue before doing the same and chasing them down with water. She took the bottle out of his hands and leaned down to kiss him. It started out slow and exploring, before quickly escalating to a battle for dominance. Booth wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, hands running up and down her back. She kept hers in his hair, tugging on the short strands. He let out a small moan into her mouth before pulling her impossibly closer. The natural need to breathe eventually reared its ugly her and they separated with breathy pants.
"Was that a fake kiss or a real one?" He asked, willing his heart rate to calm down.
"A real one. Our kisses were too playful when we were on the ecstasy." She leaned her head against his.
"Well then, I will keep that in mind as we try to catch this guy." With one more kiss, they got up from the booth and began their little charade.
They went back to the dance floor for a while before circling around to the bar for more water and back to the tables for more kissing and re-enacting some of their experiences on the drug. Angela and Hodgins had a great time just watching and enjoying themselves, seeing their friends carefree for real and having fun was great. They also had their own fun as well, dancing and wasting the night away.
But the clock was ticking. The killer was nowhere in sight. Brennan and Booth had been left alone the entire night and doubt was starting to trickle in.
Just as they were about to give up and go home for the night, a man approached the table Booth and Brennan were busily occupying.
"Having fun?" The man chirped. Booth was waving his hand with Brennan's through the lights flashing around the club. He dropped his arm to take a look at the man. He was average. His hair was short and shaggy brown. He blended into the club easily with his neon green shirt and black jeans. But the look in his eyes, Booth could tell their was another purpose hidden expertly behind his black irises. Booth continued to play along.
"Oh most definitely." Booth said slowly with half-lidded eyes but on the inside, his adrenaline was rushing. He stealthily ran the hand that was around Brennan to the back of her arm and pinched her lightly. She jumped minutely but then the realization dawned on her. 'Oh god. This is our killer…'
"Thanks to a generous club-goer, we are having the time of our lives. Aren't we babe?" He turned his head to Brennan with the glazed look still in place.
"Yes. This is even more fun then our time here the other night." She giggled suggestively.
"Well that's great. So how would you guys like to keep the fun rolling all night long?" The man sat down on a chair across from them.
"That would be most fantastic. Wouldn't it baby?" Brennan ended with a breathy whisper in his ear. He placed that comment in the 'will discuss later' file before answering.
"Oh yeah. You know I love partying with you all night long." He murmured getting turned on by their own act.
"Well I can get you some of the best product in D.C. if you want. At a discount for first-time customers." He smiled mischievously. 'Yeah and last-time customers...' Booth thought.
"That sounds like a good deal to me." Booth smiled back.
"Okay but we have to go outside. I don't know how your earlier source sneaked it in but I keep mine in my car out back." He played them along.
"That's sounds fine to me. Let's go babe." Booth quickly pulled Brennan to her feet and followed the man towards the back exit. He quickly found Hodgins scared look and nodded reassuringly before continuing outside.
"Hodgins, what's wrong?" Angela saw the look on his face.
He pulled her close before he whispered, "It's happening now, they found the killer and he's taking them out back."
"Oh god," Angela let out in a strained whisper, "Booth better go Army Ranger on his ass." Angela held onto Hodgins tighter.
The little group quickly walked away from the club and down the alley towards one of the parked cars. The man pulled out his keys and began looking around his back seat. Booth quickly set him up by keeping his arm around Brennan's shoulder and steering their backs towards the car.
"Ooh look at the stars babe? Can you see all the colors swirling? Man, Van Gogh musta been high when he painted Starry Night." Booth played on.
It was quiet behind them, Booth used his sniper training to realize the man was approaching but not with the drugs. He heard the footsteps drawing closer, Booth quickly spun around and caught the man's arm, stopping the blade just inches from his chest. Brennan quickly backed out of the way as soon as Booth moved away from her. The man pushed back with as much force as he could, effectively breaking Booth's hold on his arm and making him take a few steps back. The man re-gripped the knife, blade sticking down. Booth brought his fists up ready to fight, the man stepped forward with a swing just missing Booth's abdomen. On the next swing Booth recaptured the arm and twisted the wrist, the man let out a yelp and dropped the knife before slashing Booth's arm in the process. Booth grunted but held firm, he kneed the man in the stomach and slammed him on the ground before digging his handcuffs out of his back pocket.
"Not tonight man. Your reign of terror ends now." Booth growled as he held him down. He heard Brennan talking to the FBI behind him and the distant sound of sirens approaching.
"No. I must get them." The man viciously seethed back.
"What's your deal huh?" Booth hauled him up and started walking him to the cop car that pulled up, "Why did you murder nice, happy couples just looking for a good time?" Booth placed him in the back of the car.
"Because they deserved it. No one deserves to be happy and alive." He gritted out before Booth slammed the door shut. As the car pulled away, Angela and Hodgins rushed outside the club to their friends.
"Well did you catch him?" Hodgins asked.
"Yeah we caught him." Booth mumbled.
"Well why aren't you happy dude?" Angela asked, not understanding his melancholy.
"Because he had a stupid reason for doing it." Booth threw up a hand in the air.
"We still got him, Booth. Now more people won't be killed." Brennan reassured.
"Yeah you're right Bones." He sighed a placed a kiss on her forehead.
"So… what do we do now? Go home?" Hodgins wondered. Everyone stayed in silence for a few moments before Brennan spoke up.
"Let's stay," She said with a smile, "This wasn't strictly just casework was it?" She looked at everyone.
"No it wasn't. I agree lets finish our night out." Booth agreed.
"I'm just fine with that. Do you know how hard it is to try to get her to come out to a club anyway?" Angela piped in, "But you might wanna clean your arm up there Studly." Angela pointed down to the minor cut on his forearm.
"Eh, I just have to wipe off the blood." He shrugged.
"Come on guys, let's enjoy the rest of the night." Hodgins smiled and they all walked back into the club.
A/N: Ah well wasn't that exciting! Want more? Wanna know whats gunna happen to Booth and Brennan next? Does the killer go to prison? Is Hodgins planning something? u will find out if you just press that tiny little blue button right...down...THERE!