here's chapter two! woooohooo!! (i dont own bones)

Brennan walked into Wong Foo's followed by Booth, with his hand on the small of her back. Sid smiled at his customers.

"Hey, g-man, haven't seen you in a long time…except when you go to that diner…" Booth shrugged.

"Sorry man, have you had their pie?" Sid smiled.

"I'm sorry I let you down." He left and Booth and Brennan sat in a booth in the corner of the restaurant.

"So what are you going to do over the summer Bones?" Brennan shrugged.

"Probably just work." Booth sighed.

"There is more to life Bones, come on, do something adventurous." Brennan shook her head.

"Booth, I have enough adventure with the cases that we have. I think it would be nice to just be able to relax." Booth nodded.

"Yeah, your right." Brennan smiled at Sid, who had two plates of food in his hand.

"Thanks Sid." Booth smiled as a hamburger and fries was placed in front of him, while Brennan dug into her Asian noodle dish. Sid came back with a glass of red wine for Brennan and a beer for Booth. The couple smiled at Sid, who nodded in return.

"Enjoy you two." Booth grabbed the ketchup, and Brennan sighed.

"What are you going to do for the summer Booth, something…adventurous?" Booth eyed her, grinning.

"Well, who knows what I will do, or you for that matter, when I'm around…" He wagged his eyebrows. Brennan glared at him.

"You promised that…"

"I know Bones, I know, I was just teasing you." She smiled. Suddenly a man walked up to their table. Brennan noticed first.

"Hello, Dr. Wyatt, what are you doing here?" Gordon smiled.

"I was getting something to eat. How about you two? Working on another case are we?" Booth shook his head.

"We are eating lunch together and then we are going our separate ways for the summer." Gordon nodded, and pulled up a chair. Sid brought him tea and some cucumber sandwiches.

"Why thank you sir!" Sid smirked, and nodded. Gordon looked at the couple sitting at the table and smirked. He knew there was something going on.

"Well, in that case, there is something the both of you should know. I would like to continue to see you two." Brennan stared at him, startled.

"But you said you had solved the problems that had been plaguing our work relationship, so now that the issue is settled, are we not finished?" Gordon shook his head.

"Hardly…you see Dr. Brennan, I would like to give you that small sense of purposeless that you need and subconsciously desire. And as for you, Agent Booth, you and I still have many issues to solve, and to improve your almost mundane feeling of not belonging to the world that Dr. Brennan and the rest of your team reside in and the tendencies that act as barriers to this resolve."

"That makes sense." Brennan acknowledged. Although she did not want to have therapy anymore, she did understand the situation that Dr. Wyatt had laid out for them.

"…What?" Booth asked, smiling, obviously confused. Dr. Wyatt continued.

"So would you like to set up your sessions now?"

"But not over the summer…" Booth whined. Dr. Wyatt laughed.

"Okay, but in that case, I want you and Dr. Brennan to each write me a paper detailing a secret that consumes your mind and controls your daily actions. I think I will collect them in two weeks, and then you don't deal with me for the rest of the summer." They both responded: Brennan nodded and muttered a 'yes,' while Booth shook his head and crossed his arms.

"Come on Dr. Wyatt. I don't wanna write a paper." Brennan looked at Booth.

"You sound like your five years old." Booth shrugged.

"So what? I don't want to write a paper during my break. I write too many of them a day as it is."

"You don't write any when we work together." Booth shrugged.

"One paper a week is too many." Gordon smiled.

"Good, so hopefully one paper for two weeks won't be so bad." He smiled and left to pay for his meal. Booth groaned. Brennan smiled at this distraction and stole a fry. Booth smiled.

"My deep dark secret has to be that you constantly steal my food." Brennan laughed.

"Mine has to be you constantly exerting your alpha-male tendencies and…sorry." Booth smiled.

"Or yours could be the fact that you constantly use squint talk." Brennan shrugged.

"Well, I am going to write it, I think that this is a positive activity that might actually help me." Booth shrugged.

"I hate writing." They both smirked at his comment, but got up to leave. Brennan walked over to the car, staring timidly at Booth.

"Um, Booth…if you want we can do this together…" Booth shook his head.

"No Bones, I think I…" He grinned. "Wait, I knew it! You already miss me!" Brennan shook her head fiercely.

"No I don't! I just think that it is logical to do this together since we spend so much time together, and-"

"Bones, admit it, you miss me!" She rolled her eyes.

"Fine, whatever, do you want to do this together or not." Booth immediately sobered. He didn't expect her to admit it, although he desperately wanted her to.

"Uh, no Bones, I do want to write this essay on my own. You know how entangling secrets can be." Brennan cocked her head, a look of confusion spreading over her face.

"No, not really, but that is fine Booth. I understand how important some secrets are to people, but entangling…?" Booth smiled.

"Excellent, then I will drop you off at the lab, and then we can each go home." Brennan smiled.

"In our own cars, to our own apartments…that's what I wanted all along." Booth smiled.

"I know Bones; you always get what you want." Brennan shook her head.

"No I don't, I didn't want my family to leave." Booth sighed.

"You know that's not what I meant!" Brennan shook her head.

"No…no I didn't, how am I supposed to know what you mean?" Booth sighed.

"Let's go Bones." She pouted, but got in the car, and Booth walked around the long way, chuckling. No matter what she did, she had this pull on him, and he couldn't resist.

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The ride back to the lab was quiet, and Booth was worried he had said something wrong. When they arrived at the lab, Brennan got out of the car and walked around while Booth got out whistling and began heading towards his car.

"Booth wait!" Brennan yelled and Booth turned around, surprised. She was running over to him. He absently and nervously began playing with the poker chip in his pocket. She stopped in front of him until she was about two inches away from him, and she smiled.

"You left something in my car." Booth smirked.

"Really? What is it?" Brennan smirked and held up his keys. "Oh, those could come in handy." She smiled and handed them over to him, and leaned in so she whispered in his ear.

"Have a good summer, Booth." Booth, shocked at her sudden and rash move, nodded dumbly.

"Ah, uh, you too Bones." Brennan smiled and left. Now who will miss who over the summer?

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