okay guys, i totally got the game all ready. here we go!!!!!!!!!!!

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Booth and Brennan were washing dishes in the kitchen, when Booth nudged Brennan.

"It's after dinner. What's the activity?"

"It's a game."

"GREAT! I love games! What game is it?"

"A game that Angela taught me."

Booth looked at her with leery eyes. "I'm not so sure I wanna play this game Bones. I refuse to play truth or dare."

"Don't worry it isn't truth or dare."

"Oh, that's good. Wait...then what is it?"

"Have you ever heard of the game I've never?"

"Yeah, but you kinda need more than two people for that."

"We can manage Booth, come on!"

"Fine Bones."

"Okay, let's go into the living room and sit down."

Booth grinned and started walking before she had finished talking. "One step ahead of you Bones." Booth and Brennan crashed onto the sofa, sending it back a foot. "Whoa! That was fun."

"What? How was using our combined force to move an object fun?"

"Never mind, let's play."

"Okay. Now Angela taught me the version that involves the process of removing-"

"Whoa! I don't wanna remove anything."

"What's wrong Booth? Are you scared?"

"No, it's just I've probably done more than you. Like go on a real vacation for example."

"I do go on vacation!"

"Bones, once again. Identifying corpses doesn't count as a vacation."

"Yeah, you're right. You have done more than me. Like have a thing for lawyers."

"Wait, what?"

"Remember? Tessa, and then when we were trying to find evidence to free Epps, there was that lawyer..."

"I don't have a thing for lawyers. Okay?"

"Really?"

"Yes."

"What do you have a thing for?"

"Pies."

Brennan rolled her eyes. "Booth..."

"Ready to play? I'll even play it the strip version if you want to."

"There are better versions? All I know is the getting drunk version, and the strip version."

"Those are the only ones that are good anyways."

"Fine. Let's play."

"Okay, I'll go first. I've never identified a dead corpse."

"BOOTH!"

"Come on! What else do you do? Take it off!"

Brennan shrugged, and removed her coat. The cuffs fit loosely around her wrist, so she pulled the coat throuth the open space. "Luckily I layer."

"That's not fair!"

"You have a coat, dress shirt and an undershirt."

"Fine, but jewlery doesn't count."

"Wait, so I have to be naked before I can remove my jewlery?"

"Uh-Bones-you can't have done a lot of stuff, so there's no way you will be naked."

"Don't underestimate me, Booth."

"Well, it's your turn anyways."

"I've never been on a real vacation."

"Bones, that's boring."

"Almost as boring as I've never identified a dead corpse, which doesn't make sense. A corpse implies that the person is already dead."

"Fine Bones, my coat will come off." Booth didn't have as much room in between his wrist and the cuff, so Brennan helped him pull the coat off.

"Okay, it's my turn. I've never-"

"go to the bathroom."

"What Bones? Of course I've gone to the bathroom!"

"No I have to use the bathroom."

"Oh God."

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Brennan walked into her small bathroom, followed by Booth, who had stiffened. He didn't want to be here.

"Okay. Booth, you can sit on my tub and close your eyes."

"Right." Booth sat down, and immediately closed his eyes. He listened carefully to the rustling of clothes.

"Booth, why are you wincing?"

"What? huh? Who's wincing? I'm just sitting here. On the side of your bathtub. With my eyes closed. While you use the toilet. I don't see anything awkward with that."

"Really? That's good, because I thought this moment might make you feel uncomfortable."

"What? Why would I feel uncomfortable?"

"Well, logically, you are-"

"Thanks Bones, but spare me the details okay?"

"Okay. I'm done. See? That wasn't so bad was it?"

"No, and now we can wash our hands and fingerpaint."

"What?"

"Bones, I was just returning the favor."

"What favor?"

"You patronizing me."

"When did I do that?"

"Nevermind. back to the game." The two washed their hands, and walked back into the living room. "I've never made out in a movie theater."

"Why not Booth?"

"It seemed to cliche."

"It's exciting."

"You've made out in a movie theater?"

Brennan removed her white blouse. "I told you not to underestimate me."

"So let's do a clothes inventory. I got two shirts, socks, shoes, and pants. You have-"

"undershirt, skirt, boots, and stockings. And it's my turn. I have never slept with a sexy lawyer."

Booth laughed as he removed his left shoe. "I dumped her almost two years ago, and you still bring it up."

"You dumped her?"

"Well, yeah. She got very jealous."

"Of who?"

"It doesn't matter."

"She was jealous of me wasn't she?"

"What? heh. No."

"Liar. Angela said that..."

"Really, when?"

"Doesn't matter." Brennan smirked.

"Fine we'll play your way. It's my turn right? I've never...hmmm...slept with a superior."

Brennan kicked off a boot. "I've never wanted children."

Booth took off his other shoe. "You say that now Bones, but that may change."

"I don't think so."

"Okay...I've never had 'just sex.'"

Brennan kicked off her other boot. "I've never had a real family."

Booth shook his head. "Yes you have. Do another one."

"No I haven't! Not with a mother, and a father-"

"You of all people should know families come in different ways. Trust me Temperance..." He looked deep into her eyes, squeezing her small hand in his. "You will always have a family."

Brennan smiled softly, and collapsed onto his chest. "Booth, I wanted to have a father and mother to raise me, and not to leave me."

"He stayed and was arrested so he wouldn't leave you Bones, your father loves you."

"I've never understood why people do what they do."

Booth removed his sock. "Got one that I agree to Bones." He winked. "I've never told anyone, except you, about what I did to Raddick, or you could say my deepest secret."

Brennan smiled. "Can I count Angela in that too?"

"Of course."

Brennan slowly removed a stocking, watching Booth stare. "I've never slept with a coworker."

Booth removed his other sock, sighing. "I've never went out on a date with a man who killed his brother." Brennan removed her other stocking and shot it at Booth. "HEY! What was that for?"

"You were watching."

Booth blushed. "It's your turn."

"I've never been in love."

Booth tugged off his dress shirt, smirking. "Everything happens eventually Bones."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I've never worn a skirt."

"Booth, that's not a real statement!"

"Yes it is!"

"What does it prove?"

"...That I'm not a cross dresser?"

"Fine!" Brennan slid out of her skirt, and Booth licked his lips unconsciously at the sight of her legs. "I've never believed in God."

"Can we leave God out of this game?"

"It proves I'm not Christian, or Jewish, or-"

"Never mind I get it." Booth shrugged off his pants, and this time Brennan stared at his excellent muscular definition.

"I've never noticed how blue your eyes really are..." Booth whispered.

Brennan stared into his deep chocolate eyes, and removed her tank top. "I've never loved pies."

Booth laughed and pulled off his undershirt as well, and they both sat there, in their underwear. "Bones, I'm hungry."

"We just ate!"

"I know, but when you said pies, I realized how hungry I was."

"Fine. What do you want to eat?"

Booth smirked mischeviously. "Peanut Butter..."

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TO BE CONTINUED! I PROMISE! (sticky fun up next!!)