Okay, so this should answer some questions, I think. Not all of them. "Does Booth wear boxers or briefs?" is an example of the kind of question NOT answered in this chap. For that answer, please watch the first scene of The Truth in the Lye. ;)
This is also a VERY short one. The next is The One, promise!
CHAPTER 5 – Confrontation
Anyone foolish enough to try and stop them would have been crushed. No one did.
They entered the Hoover building and headed straight for Kevin Edwards' office. After Sam Cullen left the Bureau, Edwards had taken his place, and Booth had had a respectful relationship with him. Until now, of course.
The door flew open, and the papers on Edwards' desk fluttered. One flew off.
"Agent Booth if you ever do that again I'll report it."
When he looked up, however, he realised the person who's slammed his office door open with such force had been Brennan.
"Why?" she asked, her voice shaking. Booth looked angry, but Brennan looked angry and something else harder to identify… scared? Lost?
"You are refering to the severance of your partnership?"
"Of course we're refering to the severance! Why wasn't I notified before? Why separate us when we have one of the highest crime team solving rates in the United States of America!"
"Why did you separate us?" Brennan asked again.
Edwards eyed them both, from one to the other, slowly. He knew the answer to their question, but he didn't give it to them.
"I was told only one thing, and although I wrote the letters myself I'm not the one responsible for what happened."
"What thing?" Booth growled.
Edwards took a deep breath, knowing this would only bring more questions.
"I was told that if I allowed you to remain partners… that solving rate you love to boast about, Booth, would drop instantly."
"What the hell does that mean? That's not a reason. That doesn't answer her question. She wants to know why we can't be together anymore! Tell her!" Even though the situation was serious, Edwards couldn't help a twitch of his lips as he noted Agent Booth's choice of words.
"You think this is funny?" Brennan took a menacing step towards him.
"Of course not! Look, it was recommended, allright? Go bother your therapist, he's the one who recommended the separation."
The silence that followed this statement could have been split, separated into two chunks of solid mass of silence and in the space between them the answer to the existential question of the universe could have probably been discovered.