okay!!! the shower scene that I PROMISED!!! hope you guys like it: ) um, yeah this scene is a little more pg-13 than previous ones. Just so you know...

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Booth smirked at Brennan as she bit her lip in concentration, her hand resting lightly on her hip. Coming out of her reverie, she noticed him staring at her.

"What?"

"Huh? Oh nothing. Have you decided how you're going to take a shower?"

Brennan smiled in satisfaction. "Yes, I have! You need to come with me to the bedroom."

Booth's eyes widened. "...what?" He asked hoarsely.

"I am going to change into my swimsuit and then we will take a shower together."

"Well, uh, that seems...yeah, okay."

Brennan smiled and pulled him to her room. "Close your eyes I am going to change."

Booth closed his eyes as Brennan slipped out of her panties. "Bones, what's that sticky thing on my arm?"

"Peanut butter."

"From where?"

"Booth..." Brennan warned.

"Sorry."

Brennan slipped on her tiny soft pink bikini and tied all the strings. "Okay Booth, you can open your eyes."

Booth opened his eyes and glanced her over. "Wow, Bones. I never knew this side of you."

Brennan blushed slightly. "Well, Angela threw out my old bathing suits and gave me ones that look like these."

Booth smirked, eyes twinkling. "What was wrong with them, did they have those built in skirts?"

"What's wrong with built in skirts?"

Booth laughed. "Bones! I can't believe you wore grandma swimsuits!"

"Can we just go take a shower now?"

"Sure, lead the way."

Brennan softly padded through the living room and shivered slightly. She felt Booth get closer to her and wrap his arm around her, pressing his body into hers. "Are you cold?" He asked gently.

"Yes, but I will be fine."

Booth rolled his eyes as she slightly pushed him away. "No Bones. If your cold, you could catch a cold."

"How am I going to catch a cold in a swimsuit in my apartment?"

Booth didn't answer but rather opened the bathroom door. Brennan stepped inside and grabbed two towels. "Okay, are you ready?" Brennan asked.

Booth rolled his eyes. "I am covered in peanut butter and marshmallows. What do you think?"

Brennan started the water and turned on the shower. She stepped into the tub, Booth following her tentatively. "Thank god. The peanut butter was drying on my skin." Brennan said as she massaged the food off of her body. Booth stared at her absent-mindedly. Brennan eyed him. "Aren't you going to get that stuff off of you?"

"Yeah!" Booth said in a rather loud voice as he was pulled back into the moment. He began to get all the food off of him. Once they were both free of all the food that was on their bodies, Brennan picked up the soap.

Booth smirked and grabbed the bottle. "Maybe I should do that. After all, we don't want something to fling onto me like the peanut butter did."

Brennan hit his arm playfully. "Booth! Give it back."

Booth poured some in his hand made it foamy and held the bottle up. "Do you want the soap?"

"Yes!"

Booth flung the foam at her. Brennan ducked and it hit the wall. "Bones, you missed out on the soap."

Brennan grabbed the bottle and sneered at him. "Booth, I thought you didn't want to start a soap fight!"

Booth shrugged and grabbed her shampoo. "Why do you have unscented men's shampoo?"

"Oh you can use that one, Sully left it in here and I forgot to take it out."

"Oh." Booth said sullenly.

"I like scented shampoo. See?" She held up her shampoo.

Booth read the label. "Magnolia Blossom?"

"Yes. It smells very fresh." She poured a small amount into her hand and held it up to his face. "See?"

Booth leaned slightly to smell the shampoo, caressing her hand in the process. "Wow, very nice." Brennan smiled and began to wash her hair. She tried using one hand, until Booth laughed. "Bones, just use both hands, I will wash my hair when your done."

"Okay." Brennan shrugged and washed her hair, and she closed her eyes and smiled as she massaged the shampoo into her scalp. Booth smiled conetedly and watched her sway to a rhythm of her own amidst the steam rising in the shower. Silently moaned as his hand gently grazed her cheek. She started to rinse her hair out. Once satisfied, she motioned for him to start washing his hair.

"Wait, Bones..." He pushed her slightly back into the stream of water, and ran his hands through her hair. Brennan closed her eyes, smiling. "There." He said, and she opened her eyes, her lashes heavy with water droplets. "You had some shampoo left in your hair." He said quietly.

"Thanks Booth. You can wash your hair now." Booth grabbed the unscented shampoo and worked it into his hair.

"Wow. This is great stuff!"

Brennan smiled. "Good."

"No really, My head doesn't smell like peanut butter anymore."

Brennan laughed. "That's great."

Booth shifted slightly so he was leaning on Brennan. She immediately understood and walked to the other side of the tub so he could rinse his hair. He closed his eyes and turned the opposite way and pulled both hands to his head so Brennan was leaning against his back. She bit her lip and waited until he realized what he did. Booth, however, kept rinsing his hair, pulling her tigher against his body each time he passed his hand through his hair. Brennan relaxed against his body and smirked slightly. Soon Booth was done, and he turned around and saw her. "Oh Bones! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to turn around, I forgot we were handcuffed."

Brennan laughed. "Really? Wow, and you have been making fun of me when I forget."

Booth shrugged. "That's because your a forensic anthropologist and have five thousand degrees."

"No I don't! I only have-"

"Bones, I was kidding. Geez."

Brennan nodded. "You were exaggerating."

"Yes. Obviously. Can you pass me the soap?"

Brennan had already handed him a washcloth and had poured some soap on her own. "No."

"What? Why not?"

"Because you were just rude to me." Brennan began to wash her body and Booth watched as the soap hugged her curves. He licked his lips. She tried to reach the middle of her back but was struggling.

"Here..." Booth took the washcloth from her and she watched him near her back and then she waited. When she didn't feel the cloth, she turned around.

"Booth!" She shouted.

Booth was washing his own body. He looked at her innocently. "What? It's all nice and foamy already."

Brennan rolled her eyes. "Fine. Just don't expect me to help you reach your back."

"I don't need help."

"Sure you don't."

However once he finished rest of his body he turned her around and began to wash her back. "If I do your back will you do mine?" He asked.

"Sure." Once he was done he handed her the cloth and turned around. Brennan slowly ran the cloth over his back feeling each ripple of his muscle. "Done."

Booth stepped into the water and Brennan watched as he rinsed himself off. He looked at her and rolled his eyes. "Come on Bones. There's enough water for the both of us." Brennan stepped next to him and began rinsing herself. By this time they were inches apart and there was a blanket of heavy steam wrapped around them. Brennan looked up at Booth who smiled slightly and brushed a wet strand of hair off her shoulder. Brennan smiled back and bit her lip. Booth inched forward, but Brennan pulled back quickly.

"Uhh, Booth, we should get out before our skins absorb too much water and wrinkle up as a consequence."

"We should?" Booth whispered.

Brennan's thoughts were jumbled, so that she only nodded and turned off the water. "Can you hand me a towel?"

Booth grabbed the towels and handed Brennan one and took the other. "Who gets to dry themselves first?"

"Does it really matter?"

"Yeah Bones, if you wanna use two hands it does."

"You go first."

Booth took the towel. "Close your eyes." Once he was satisfied that her eyes were closed he began to dry himself off, removed his boxers and wrapped the towel around his waist. "Okay, your turn."

Brennan opened her eyes and immediately saw the dripping boxers in his hand. She swallowed hard, and grabbed her towel and began to dry herself off. Once she was satisfied she wrapped her towel around her torso.

Booth coughed slightly, bringing her attention back to him. "Can I uh..."

Brennan smiled. "You want to hang them somewhere to dry?" Booth nodded. "You can hang them on the pole for the shower, then we can go to my bedroom and get some clothes."

Booth nodded and hung them up silently, and Brennan supressed a laugh when she saw the tiny robots on them. "Robots Booth?"

Booth rolled his eyes. "Bones, they're transformers."

"What are transformers?"

"They change from cars or helicopters as stuff into robots. This one..." He pointed to a large robot. "is my favorite, his name is Optimus Prime."

Brennan nodded. "Okay, that's great." She smirked and jerked her head towards the door. "Can we change now?"

Booth nodded and followed Brennan into the bedroom. Brennan pulled out a light blue tank top and some white pajama pants. "Can I change first, since you got to dry yourself off first?" Booth nodded again and Brennan smiled. "Close your eyes." When he did, she changed into some dry underwear and put on her pajamas. "Okay." She said. Booth opened his eyes.

"Black bra andlight blue tank top?"

"I need to do laundry." Booth smirked and then opened his bag. Brennan smiled smugly and elbowed him. "Did you bring those silk boxers Booth?"

Booth held a pair of black silk boxers up and sighed. "I have to do laundry too." They both laughed, then Brennan closed her eyes so Booth could change. When Brennan opened, she saw that he had red, dark blue, and back plaid pajama pants resting low on his hips and a black AC/DC shirt on. "Okay, ready for some hot chocolate Bones?"

"You bought hot chocolate? I don't remember that."

"I found some in your pantry."

"Oh, okay sure."

Slowly, they made their way out of her room, each feeling shy and awkward.

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i know, completely different! i hope you all like it! sorry if you dont! r&r!!!!!!! por favor!!!!!