Hello. Thank you for all the reviews for the last chapter! Don't worry Calvin wont be in the picture for long! I have a plan! And earlier in the fic I said that this was set in New York its not haha! Definately in D.C!
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The next morning Brennan woke up with her face snuggled into the pillow. She turned her head slightly so that one of her eyes were just peaking beyond her pillow so she could scan the room. When she noticed there was no one else there she sat up quickly, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes and pushing the duvet off her body. When she pushed the duvet back she noticed that she was still fully clothed, she then remembered that she had fallen asleep on the couch late last night. And the fact that Booth had to carry her. She felt her cheeks redden at the thought.
She searched the room again, finally noticing that Booth wasn't there, she jumped up off the bed and walked through to the living area, where Booth was sleeping soundly. She smiled at him and walked back into their room to get changed.
Once she had changed she walked out of the bedroom and silently closed the door behind her, trying not to wake the sleeping FBI agent. She crept around the hotel room in search for Booths car keys so she could go get breakfast, she had been defeated, couldn't find them anywhere. Just as she walked out of the kitchenette her gaze was averted by a burst of light coming from Booth's hand. When she got closer the culprit was caught, his car keys. She smiled in triumph and tip-toed over to him. She got down to his level and slowly pulled his left arm, which had the keys in it, from under his right arm. When she got his arm free she gently unhooked his fingers from the keys, and finally the keys were free. She stood up and jumped happily to have finally got the keys, without waking Booth.
But her happiness was short lived when she stubbed her toe on the table in the middle of the room, waking Booth in the process. His eyes shot open and he stood up speedily, to see what the noise was about.
"Bones… What are you doing?" He questioned, putting extra emphasis on the are.
"I was going out to get breakfast, but I couldn't find your keys…." She stopped.
"Bones, why were you sneaking?" Booth sighed.
"Because …. I didn't want to wake you, and I stubbed my toe." She moaned.
"You know what, let me get breakfast." He suggested, making a grab for the keys, but she pulled them out of his reach.
"No, you went the other day, I want to go." She pleaded.
"No, cause…." He paused.
"Cause you're whipped." She smiled devilishly.
"Haha, I am not whipped." He grumbled, highlighting the not.
"Booth, I was just kidding, let's just go together then!" She smiled.
"Fine." He sighed loudly.
"Fine." She sighed, rolling her eyes and walked out the door.
"But I'm driving Booth." Brennan assured him.
"Ha, don't push your luck." Booth chuckled.
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Back at the hotel Booth and Brennan had just finished eating their breakfast which they had picked up from the diner, a couple of miles away from their hotel. Brennan sat drumming the table with her fingers out of pure boredom.
"You know what I noticed?" She asked out of the blue.
"What?" Booth sighed.
"You sigh a lot." She pointed out.
"Well that is probably because, you and your squint squad bug the hell out of me." Booth said, trying not to sigh.
"When do I bug you?" Brennan asked, stunned.
"Well you less than the squints." Booth admitted.
She couldn't believe it. She annoyed him less. She thought that she would have been a hundred times worse than Angela, Hodgins and Zach. Bearing in mind that Zach and Booth didn't even talk. She remembered the day when Zach was desperately trying to be friends with Booth. Thinking that them spending time together was some kind of male bonding ritual. Obviously not.
"I don't annoy you too much, do I?" She asked innocently.
"Nahhh, I'm used to you annoying me." He smiled.
"Good. And I'll stop arguing with you." Brennan told him.
"Why?" Booth questioned.
"Because, when I do you just avoid a silly argument. Then Angela, Hodgins and Zach say you're 'whipped' when your not." Brennan replied, using air quotes.
"Exactly, I'm not. See you don't annoy me at all." Booth smiled triumphantly.
"You only said that because I said that you're not 'whipped', I don't…" She was cut off.
"Yeah yeah, you don't know what that means." Booth interpreted.
Minutes later there were two sharp knocks at the door and Angela, Hodgins and Zach entered the room. Angela came in with no bags, Booth and Brennan looked at her confused. But then Hodgins and Zach came in after her with their own suitcases, plus Angela's two. Booth looked up at them shaking his head. Brennan was sitting quite confused.
"So let me get this straight, Booth is whipped when he gives in on an argument but you two actually attempt to carry Angela's suitcases? You are both whipped." Brennan pointed, stunned.
"Exactly." Booth agreed.
Angela shook her head and took a seat in between Booth and Brennan, placing her bag on the table in front of her. Hodgins and Zach finally got all their bags in the room and both of them collapsed on the two other armchairs.
"When do we have to leave?" Hodgins asked with his head stuffed into one of the pillows on the armchair.
"Our flight isn't till 4 o'clock but we have to be at the airport for about 12 o'clock." Booth explained.
"Soooo... How long till we leave for the airport?" Hodgins asked again.
"Uhm... Half an hour." Booth groaned checking his watch again.
Hodgins huffed. He was curled up in a ball on one of the armchairs with his head still firmly attached to the pillow on the chair. Angela was perched on the edge of the couch between Booth and Brennan; Angela clearly, was the only one that was fully awake. Brennan sat with her left arm hanging over the arm of the chair trying to keep her eyes open.
"Sweetie, why are you so tired?" Angela asked Brennan.
"She spent half the night fidgeting." Booth laughed and Brennan sat up scowling at him.
"I fell asleep on the couch last night, and it was really late. Booth didn't even notice." Brennan explained.
"I did so, I'm the one who carried you through." Booth pointed and felt the four sets of eyes on him from all directions.
"Awwwwww." Was the only reply coming from Angela.
"You carried me to bed last night?" Brennan asked, trying to remember. "Oh we... you were watching a basketball game, The rivers were playing." Brennan said smiling triumphantly.
"The Lakers, Bones, The Lakers." Booth said exasperated.
"You seem to be carrying the good doctor about all the time Booth." Hodgins voice was sort of distorted due to the fact that his head was crushed against a pillow.
"How?" Booth and Brennan said in unison, clearly embarrassed.
"Well remember when she fell asleep in the lab? You basically carried her out to your car. And last night." Zach explained.
"So?" Brennan scowled.
"Nothing." Zach said cowarding out of the conversation.
Everything fell silent for the remainder of the time they spent waiting for Booth to tell them it was time to leave. Angela sat up straight, fidling around with the zip on her handbag, trying to look remotely content. Brennan on the other hand had completely given up on keeping her eyes open and had fallen asleep on the end of the couch. Booth suddenly sat bolt upright and clapped his hands together, trying to wake up everyone apart from himself and Angela. Brennan and Zach got to their feet sharply, stretching widely as they stood. Hodgins still had his face crushed into the pillow on the armchair, Booth shouted his name and he rose from the seat as quick as he could. The pillow he had his head on had a circle of saliva on it from where he was drooling. He looked down at it and his cheeks pinked slightly.
They all made their way out of the hotel room, squishing past each other, struggling to get all their bags out. Once they had all finally got out they made their way down the brilliantly lit corridor of the hotel, and into the lobby of the hotel where they gave a thankful smile and they all strode out of the hotel.
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Once they had landed back in Washington Angela was no longer awake she was, actually the one who was most asleep. Booth had the job of driving everyone home, as he had the FBI drop off his car to the airport. He sat struggling to keep his eyes open, keeping his hands firmly on the steering wheel. Brennan was not exactly awake but she was trying to be.
She lifted her head slightly trying to look alive, she sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She stretching widely and yawned very sleepily, turning her attention to the FBI agent beside her.
"Booth, do you want me to stay awake so you can stay awake?" She asked politely.
"Yeah, please. Those three didn't last a chance of staying awake." He said thankfully, motioning to the three sleeping in the back.
"I know, are you sure you can drive? You look really tired." Brennan asked.
"No, I'm fine Bones." He said, giving her one of his trademark smiles, making her blush.
"Uhm... So how did you like Miami then?" She asked randomly, the flush ebbing from her cheeks.
"Erm... well apart from having to shoot that guy on the beach and fighting with that other guy, it was good." He explained slowly, making how tired he was more obvious.
"So you shouldn't have shot him then." Brennan frowned.
"No, Bones I didn't mean it that way." He said softly, shaking his head.
"But did you have to shoot him?" Brennan asked desperately.
"Duh... He was about to shoot you. Do you seriously think I would let him shoot you when I was standing there?" Booth asked, quite shocked at her.
"No." She said quielty, almost a whipser.
"I would never have even thought about it Bones." He smiled again, making Brennan's stomach flutter.
Moments of silence followed as Booth drew up in front of Brennan's apartment, before she even noticed she was home Booth was already out of the car getting her suitcase. She opened the door and she was greeted by a cool July breeze which quickly cooled her down from the warmth of Booth's SUV. She reached out to get her suitcase from Booth but he pulled it away from her, she reached for it again but he insisted on carrying it. Brennan basically crawled up the stairs to her apartment. When they reached her apartment, she raked around in her bag for her keys and finally pulled them out.
"How many keys do you need." Booth asked, counting the assortment of keys in her hand.
"Car, house, lab, morgue... I need a lot of keys." She explained, sorting through the different keys.
She shoved the keys into the lock and turned it quickly to let her and Booth in. As soon they got in, Booth placed Brennan's suitcase at the door, and closed the door silently behind him. Brennan stood at the door beside him for many minutes in a, what seemed like, an unbreakable silence.
"I better go Bones, to take the three sleeping beauty's home." He commented.
"Yeah, th- thanks for driving me home." She said thankfully. He smiled in reply and made his way out apartment.
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The next day Temperance Brennan in her apartment after hours of cleaning clothes. When she was clearing out her suitcase she came across a small piece of card with Calvin's number on it. For the moment she threw it, aimlessly onto the kitchen surface and walked tiredly through to her bedroom. As soon as she lay down, there were three sharp raps at her front door. She groaned and dragged herself from her bed and made her way to the door. She turned the key that was already in the door and turned it slowly. She opened the door to see Booth who was standing, very awake, smiling brightly.
"Hey Bones." He said brightly.
"Booth why are you so awake?" She asked, her head lolling onto her shoulder.
"I have no idea." He smiled. "Go get your coat." He pointed towards the kitchen.
"Why?" She quizzed.
"We are going to Wong Foo's, lets go." He said, nudging her slightly.
"Okay, hold on." She said, stopping his nudging.
She walked over to the kitchen and picked up her coat, revealing Calvin's number. She looked up at Booth then to Calvin's number then back to Booth again. She threw her coat over her shoulder and picked up Calvin's ripping it in half and throwing it into the trash.
"Finally, lets go." He said charmingly.
"Yeah, finally." She said silently.
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What a huge massive chapter!!
Wow!
ANYWAY R&R PLZ!!!