AN: I think the world must be ending. Three chapters in under twenty four hours... I know, it's another short one but they're going to get heaps longer after this coz they'll be in Australia. Bet you're all wondering what the finished itinerary looks like... well i want it to be a surprise. But thanks for all the positive feedback and loving some of the ideas people are having, some of them i was already planning to use, other i hadn't thought of but am now considering working in, but i'm not telling you which ones. So read on and keep the reviews coming and i'll try and aim for four before the end of the day... you never know.

Chapter 3

Brennan looked over the list sent by Sweets detailing what needed to be packed for their Australian adventure. She wondered whether he thought that she and her partner were invalids there was nothing on the list that was even remotely surprising, not even the note right at the bottom that read 'no cell phones'. Perhaps the list was more for Booth's benefit than her own, after all he did much less travelling than she did.

Usually when travelling she would pack a tiny bag of clothes and essential items, not caring one way or the other how she looked. Somehow this was different. She would be with Booth and although she fought against it she knew that a huge part of her cared how she looked in his eyes. So instead of her tiny duffel bag she pulled out her rather larger suitcase, brushed the dust off of it and got down to work.

Clothes, where every good packing session began. She regarded her closet carefully, ignoring her black tailored pants and blouses. Instead she pushed the majority of her clothes aside grabbing instead her favourite brown jacket and a hooded sweatshirt which she chucked onto her bed before moving onto her dresser. She would need jeans, probably two pairs; some short sleeved tops, singlets and shorts, the latter being the most difficult to find. She threw the pile of clothes on top of the others having found a tiny pair of white shorts that had been tucked in her drawer for years and only ever worn once on Angela's insistence, they would have to do. With that in mind she returned to her closet and picked out a couple of skirts and on a whim grabbed a garment bag and a couple of dresses; one a nice summer dress and the other more formal.

She then moved towards her underwear drawer picking out mostly whites and creams but also snatching her pale green lace set and throwing it on the pile. She pushed out the unbidden thought as she threw the green bra onto the large pile of clothes that Booth would surely love the set before chucking some pyjama shorts and a singlet on the now rather large pile.

As she continued to her shoes Brennan realised for the first time just how difficult it was to pack for a trip that was strictly vacation, at least if one's male partner would also be present. She cursed her intrinsic vanity as she threw a pair of flip flops, sneakers, boots and finally her black heels onto the bed. Damn, the pile on the bed was much larger than the suitcase sitting next to it and she hadn't even got to her toiletries. At least it's summer there she thought wryly, she would never be able to fit winter clothes in the suitcase.

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"So Bones, ready for our adventure down under?" Booth asked conversationally as he drove his partner back towards the Jeffersonian.

"I don't know what that means" She replied predictably not looking up from her notes regarding their current case.

"I was asking if you were prepared for our vacation"

"Of course Booth. I finished packing a week ago" Booth was surprised, even though he knew he shouldn't be he hadn't even looked at the list Sweets had sent.

"How can you have finished packing completely? What about clothes and toothbrush and underwear?" Booth asked confused.

"You know Australia is south of the Equator so it's season's are opposite ours" Brennan explained.

"Which means?"

"It's summer there" Booth suddenly felt stupid, damn why hadn't he thought of that, Brennan continued speaking "I looked up the weather there and according to the site it will be an average of about twenty five degrees while we are there" Booth was sure his partner had lost it, twenty five degrees would be pretty cold "They measure in Celsius there" she continued to explain "so in our terms twenty five degrees is about eighty, but it can get as hot as forty five which is closer to one hundred and fifteen" Booth groaned, that was pretty hot, but then again suddenly the possibility of hot women in bikinis was once again back at the forefront of his mind. He fought back another thought as he pulled into the Jeffersonian parking lot of his partner clad only in a skimpy red bikini while lying on the beach somewhere, maybe he could even rub in her sun cream for her.

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Booth couldn't help but laugh when his partner appeared on his doorstep clad only in jeans and a light jacket despite the freezing weather.

"Booth, whatever you're laughing about stop it, and hurry up. Sweets is waiting" Brennan greeted testily, though Booth could guess why, she'd been cooped up in a car with their twelve year old psychiatrist on the way to his place because the boy had offered to drop them at the airport, probably to ensure they left.

"Looks like the vacation is coming at a good time, ms grumpy" he teased as he grabbed his suitcase and carry on before locking up his apartment and heading down to the car, wondering if Sweets was old enough to drive and determining very soon after that he definitely wasn't.

They're off... I think Australia better watch out, or at least the airplane attendants.