here we go, the car ride...leading up to, the next chapter! aka part one of the night together! whos excited? lol

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"Okay Bones, we made it to the car, now we just have to get inside."

"Obviously one of us has to slide over the seats" Brennan said rather breathlessly.

"Are you okay Bones? You look like you just saw a ghost."

"Ghosts are not real and yes I am fine." I just can't believe what Angela got you for your birthday. I mean it is an object that would have sentimental meaning, but I am just not ready to give you that. Besides, I already made something for you...

"Bones...Hey Bones...You still with me?"

"Yes, obviously I am due to the fact that we are handcuffed together."

"Whatever, obviously, due to the fact that your left hand is handcuffed to my right, I get to drive."

"You don't have to say that in such a smug tone Booth."

"Do you wanna slide or should I?"

"You can."

Booth began manuvering his way over to the left side of the car, with Brennan following him. After a lot of pushing, squishing and mushing they finally were situated. Booth started the car and pulled out of the driveway. Immediately, Brennan was pushed up against him.

"Bones, isn't that a little dramatic?"

"No, look how far your arm is from the center."

Booth sighed. "Yeah, this is gonna be a long ride."

The first ten minutes was passed in a tense silence. Each person thinking about what the owner said.

"You know Booth, Zach is probably right, there is probably a microscopic hole, that when we jiggy it-"

"Shimmy Bones, you shimmy a lock."

"Fine, when we shimmy it, it will open." She said finitely.

"Sure, too bad I forgot my microscope and tiny screw driver at home."

"Booth, being sarcastic is not going to help things."

"Well stating a solution when we can't do it doesn't help either!"

"Well neither does doing nothing!"

"Bones, why don't we both meditate quietly on a possible solution."

"I thought of a plausible one already."

"Well try again, Bones, this time ixnay the lab stuff okay?"

"Fine."

Booth sighed, rolling his eyes. The sun was now setting, casting a soft glow on the road. "Bones, did you ever notice how pretty the sky was at sunset?"

"Usually I am working in the lab, so I never notice, but yes it is quite beautiful the way the colors juxtapose each other."

"Wow. Who knew you could make that sound so squinty."

"Thanks Booth."

"It wasn't a-nevermind." The sun had fully set by now, and they were driving in the dark of night.

"Bones, do you have stuff to eat at your apartment?"

"Well, some beer, cheese, and bread. Why?"

"We need to make a pit stop then." Booth pulled into the store's parking lot and smiled.

"Ah, there's nothing like a Piggly Wiggly."

"What's that?"

"The name of the store Bones, see the sign and the pig?"

"Let's go. I can slide this time." Brennan offered. Once they had gotten out of the car, Booth walked over and grabbed a shopping cart.

"Let's see, we'll need dinner, midnight snacks, and breakfast."

"What about your clothes?"

"We'll drop by my place on the way to yours."

"Why midnight snacks Booth? We aren't teenagers."

"Well, I'm a man, and men get hungry." He replied flashing her his charm smile. She rolled her eyes.Booth walked down the first aisle grabbing bread, and peanut butter, he held up two jars.

"Crunchy or smooth?"

"What?"

"Peanut butter."

"Smooth."

Booth nodded, taking the smooth. "I like smooth too, Bones."

"Great, can we move on?"

Booth rolled his eyes, grabbing a jar of jelly.

"But Booth I like grape."

Booth sighed and grabbed grape too. "You know Bones, strawberry jam and peanut butter is how you make a real pbj."

"What's the difference? As long as there is the pb and the j?"

Booth smirked. "Good one Bones." He went on to the next aisle where he grabbed cheerios, frosted flakes, and Trix.

Brennan eyed him, smirking. "Trix Booth?"

"Parker likes it, and hey they aren't just for kids right?" He winked.

"I don't know what that means."

"Never mind. Do you have coffee?"

"Yes."

"Okay, we have breakfast then. Now all we need is dinner and snacks." Booth walked to the meat section, and picked up some beef.

"You like burgers Bones?"

"I prefer salads."

"Well, you can put the meat on some lettuce." He got ketchup, mustard, pickles, onions. tomatoes, lettuce, buns and cheese. "Oh! I almost forgot!" He got some frozen french fries.

Brennan smiled. "Curly fries?"

"Yeah, gotta live a little, right?" Booth picked up several cases of soda, milk, some chips, cookies, chocolate, and some carrot sticks.

"Why did you get carrot sticks?"

"Those are for you, as I get everything else." He smirked and whipped her around to the check out line. As they waited in line to pay for the grooceries, Brennan looked at the magazine.

"Hey Booth! Look, it's me!" Sure enough, there was a picture of Brennan holding her book. Booth stuffed the magazine in the cart.

"Definitely have to read that." They began piling their groceries onto the belt, when the cashier smiled at them.

"Did you find everything okay?"

"Yeah, thanks." Booth responded. The girl giggled, and Brennan looked at her curiously.

"What?" Brennan asked.

"Well, I had a bet with my friend to see how many couples we each got before we got off work. With you two, I just won the bet!"

Booth and Brennan looked at each other in shock.

"No-we aren't-um..." Booth stuttered out.

"We work together." Brennan finished.

"Really, then why do you guys have those handcuffs on?"

"Training exercise." Booth said quickly.

"Really?"

"Yes, we have been having some work problems, and they thought that maybe by-"

"Then why are you two shopping together?"

"You know what? You ask too many questions." Booth said harshly. The girl looked down at the bag.

"Can I count you as a couple? If I don't then I would lose three times in a row."

Brennan and Booth looked at each other.

"Sure." Booth said. "Just stop asking questions."

The girl's face lit up. "No problem. Your total is $136.29." Booth fumbled for his wallet. Brennan noticed this and quickly pulled out her debit card.

"Here you go."

"Bones..." Booth whispered to her.

"Don't worry about it Booth! Objectively I make more money than you."

Booth smirked. "And this way you are able to take a whack at my alpha-male tendencies."

Brennan smiled sweetly as she signed. "Come on Booth, bring the cart."

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Once all the baggage had been loaded, they carefully got back into the car and drove to Booth's apartment.

"How long is this going to take?" Brennan asked when he had opened the door to his apartment.

"Not long, just a quick run to my room." Booth dragged her down the hall and into his room, where he quickly located a bag and pulled out clothes, pijamas, and his toiletries.

"Booth...what about your..."

Booth blushed slightly. "Oh. Yeah. Um, close your eyes."

"Do I have to?" Brennan questioned mockingly but closed here eyes. Booth instinctively began groping around the drawer with his right hand. "Silk?" Brennan asked.

"BONES!" Booth instantly pulled his hand away, using his left hand to grab some underwear. He stuffed it hastily into the bag. "Okay, you can open your eyes."

Brennan laughed as soon as she opened her eyes. "Booth, did I make you blush?"

"Let's just get moving, I'm hungry aren't you?"

"Yeah, I guess." Brennan answered, the twinkle still lingering in her eyes. Getting back into the car, they drove once again in silence to her apartment. Booth grabbed the groceries, Brennan grabbed his bag and they walked up to her apartment. Once they got there, Booth unpacked the groceries, and then they sat on the couch.

Brennan turned to Booth, and smiled sweetly. "So, what do you want to do first?"

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haha! i hoped you liked it! i luv piggly wigglies! haha! (is that the right plural form??)