Hey! I do appologise for the late chapter. My teachers are being super nasty and giving me loads of homework. I have chemistry homework and history homework for Thursday which I finished in no time at all. I could have finshed it on Saturday but the X Factor was on, I had to watch it! Being back at school isn't all bad, I get to see some of my friends that I hadn't seen all summer so that wasn't the worst thing. And btw I have never seen the movie I mention in this chapter so I took my friends advice that it was the scarier of the 3! Thank you for the reviews on my last chapter here are Cookies for...

Fifi - A Chocolate Covered Booth/Bones Sandwhich Cookie for you

Greyslostwho - A Chocolate Covered Booth/Bones Sandwhich Cookie for you

Anglstrmoon - A Chocolate Covered Booth/Bones Sandwhich Cookie for you

Enjoy!

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As Cullen left the room, Brennan began to stare blankly into the space where Cullen had just been standing, completely fading out of the room and ended up in her own little world. Booth however, now stood with his arms folded over his bare chest, with a pensive look on his face staring over at Brennan who had now completely zoned out of the room. Booth slowly walked up behind her placing his hand comfortingly on her shoulder, she suddenly jumped out of her daydream and landed with a thud back into the real world.

She quickly spun around to face him, their eyes met and they stared into each other eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Brennan's steely blue eyes sparkled, that shine was helped on by the single tear in her eye, which she intended on not letting it fall. But she was defeated. It rolled down her cheek leaving a trail down her face, which made Booth shake his head sorrowfully and he stopped the tear right in its tracks by wiping it away with his thumb.

"Everything is going to be fine." Booth soothed.

She rolled her eyes and forced a small unconvincing, what could have maybe passed for a smile. Booth looked down at her, encouraging a slightly more enthusiastic attempt at a smile but he only got the same response. And all of a sudden Brennan wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her head in his shoulder, completely catching the FBI agent off guard. Booth stroked her auburn hair and whispered comforting words in her ear, every so often her only reply was a incoherent mubble or a simple nod.

Brennan was the first to pull away, tucking a stray stand of hair behind her ear, looking up at the half naked FBI agent infront of her. He smiled comfortingly and turned around to the silver fridge-freezer in the corner of the kitchen, and opened the freezer door pulling out a tub of ice-cream and grabbing a spoon from a drawer as he walked. He strolled on past Brennan and into the living room, leaping onto the couch and started flicking through television channels. Brennan followed him through to the living room and took a seat next to him. When she sat down Booth passed the tub of Ben and Jerrys Cookies and Cream to his partner and she looked at him questionably.

"Is this not what women do?" He asked stunned.

"What?" She asked, equally confused.

"Eat ice-cream, mope around, sit with a million tissues watching Titanic?" He asked, shoveling a spoonful into his mouth.

"Yes...do you have Titanic?" She quizzed hopefully.

"Nahhh...I'm kind of a more...guns and blowing things up type of guy." He replied, pointing the spoon towards himself.

"Figures." She shrugged, grabbing the tub and the spoon from his hands.

He shook his head and moved onto the floor opening two drawers under where the TV was mounted on the wall, and he began reading out the fifty or so DVDs in those two drawers. Brennan momentarily thought about putting the ice-cream in her hand down to join him but she smiply took it with her and began looking through the mountain of DVDs. Booth finally tricked Brennan into picking a DVD, Booth told her they were going to be watching some slightly 'scary' when he had actually pick the most gory and utterly unpleasent movie in his possession. Saw II. He had thought that Brennans very gullable side had faded away but no, it was still very much in tact.

Only twenty minutes into the movie Brennan and Booth had already made their way through three quarters of the once full tub of ice-cream, which Brennan had now regreted eating due to the amount of blood and guts which had appeared on the screen infront of her. She looked over to Booth and gave him a sharp swat on the back of the head.

"You said ' Don't worry Bones, hardly any gore '." She said imitating her partner, nudging him in the ribs.

"You identify dead bodies for a living and that scares you?" Booth asked shocked.

"It doesn't scare me, I get the bones, hence my nickname." She explained.

"Which you secretly love." Booth said smiling, nudging her continuously in the side.

"I'm used to it." She shrugged, pushing Booths hand away.

"Because you love it." He said in a sing song voice.

She sighed in defeat and rolled her eyes at her FBI partner. "Its growing on me." She admitted.

"Well its about time...we've been working together for like what...year and a bit." Booth guessed, pondering over the time scale.

Brennan shook her head smiling and turned her attention back to the TV screen, occasionally flinching and cringing at the horrible scenes on the screen infront of her. Within the next five minutes Brennan had now grabbed the nearest pillow and placed it on her lap so she could grab it whenever she found it necessary. Ever so often Booth let out a half chuckle at the TV, flinching and letting out a deep breath which he had saved until the most gruesome part had finished. Booth was now completely ignoring the fact that Brennan was now looking at the screen in utter disgust, throwing the pillow infront of her face and waiting until the unpleasent sound of grunting and splattering of blood had receded and she brought it slowly down, peeking over the top of the pillow. Booth looked over to her pulling it completely down, revealing a completely blood free screen, she smiled thankfully and looked over to Booth and nodded happily.

After the movie had finished Booth continued to flick through the one hundred or so channels, stopping momentarily at many channels then grunting unhappily at whatever was on, then he gave up throwing the remote lazily to the side. He turned to Brennan who was now scooping the last spoonful of ice-cream into her mouth, unknowingly there was a certain FBI agent who was intending on eating the ice-cream which was in her mouth. She turned her head around slightly, looking round at him, his mouth was twisted to the side and his eye brows were raised.

"You can have the spoon and the tub." She said holding it out to him.

"You know what, you can keep it." He smiled, sarcastically.

"Thanks." She reply, just as sarcastically.

By this time it was nearly ten o'clock and both Brennan and Booth began receiving the symptoms of sleep, eyes beginning to droop, heads lolling and the continuous yawning of both of them made it even more obvious. Booth had now decided that falling asleep on the couch, which he normally did, was not a good idea so he jumped up and tapped Brennan on the shoulder.

"Bones, your tired, take my bed I'll sleep on the couch." Booth offered.

"Oh no you won't...its your bed...you will sleep in it." Brennan declined, waving the offer off.

"No...you will sleep in it." Booth challenged.

"Booth, do you ever learn?" She asked. "Do not argue with me." She demanded.

"Bones...for once I'm not givin in...go." He said pointing over to his bedroom door.

"Boo-" She was cut off.

Booth sighed in exasperation, now using his last plan of action, bending down throwing her effortlessly over his shoulder and walking through to his bedroom. He placed her down on the edge of the bed and walked quickly out of the room closing the door behind him. She folded her arms across her chest in protest, He really isn't going to give in she thought, she then stood up and walked through to the living room and took a seat on one armchair in the corner of the room. When Booth saw her walked through he let out a low grumble and through his arms up in the air in aggravation.

"Bones, please just go to sleep." Booth said, now begging.

"No...I will sleep on the couch." Brennan said, now noticing she was begging.

"Fine, we will both sleep in the bed." Booth said finally.

Brennan nodded in reply and followed him through to the bedroom. "You are impossible." Booth commented.

She shook her head and jumped under the duvet, moving the pillows around behind her. Only minutes later she began her fidgeting, which Booth had now come to the conclusion that she onyl did to annoy him, which wasn't needed as she did a pretty good job without it. After minutes of deliberation Booth grabbed the pillow from under his head and threw it at Brennan, landing right on her head. She hastily picked it up and threw it to the side and turned around to Booth who now facing the ceiling.

"Yes, I'm a fidget, I admit it." Brennan admitted, throwing her free arm up in the air.

"Thank you, now that you have admitted it, do ya think that maybe...I don't know...You'll stop?" Booth asked, sounding a bit demented.

She opened her mouth to speak, but decided not to and quickly span around her back now facing Booth. She grabbed the corner of the duvet in her clenched fist and held it tightly making her knuckles turn white, she finally let go and slowly the colour started to come back.

Without saying a word, Booth grabbed Brennan's arm which was resting on her side and made her sit up, then seconds later making her lay back down and as it happened before she landed on Booth's chest. She smiled nervously as she had done before, but she settled much quicker.

"Good Night Booth." She whispered, her eyes already closed.

"Night Bones." Booth said softly.

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Meanwhile, outside that same innocent Mercedes sat as still as a rock, now almost completely invisble in the night sky. Calvin sat immpatiently strumming his fingers on the steering wheel, shaking his head, clearly annoyed and impatient. He averted his gaze from the house, for the first time for at least an hour, when he looked away he could almost still see the silhouette of the house imprinted in his vision. Ben Johnson, who was sitting in the passengers seat, was struggling to stay awake with a lit ciggarette in his hand, which was now very close to dropping out of his grasp. Santos Martinez was sitting very awake in the back seat, taking apart the handgun with he once had in the small of his back.

Calvin shook his head angrily and pursed his lips together tightly, he turned tapped Ben on the shoulder repeatedly until he woke up and he then turned to Santos. He nodded to them both, sighs of relief came from all around and the three men quickly made their way out of the car. They stopped when they reached the foot of the driveway and paced back and forth.

"Santos...You knock on the door when Ben comes around to tell you...Ben you come straight back around...understand." he asked and they both nodded eagerly.

Calvin and Ben jogged silently up the drive, they crept around the side of the house and Santos waited on the doorstep for the signal. Ben waltzed around the corner minutes later and gave Santos the thumbs up. Ben jogged quickly to the back of the house and waited for the sound of the door going. Santos, a rather large and muscular man with many gang style tatoos branded up and down his arms, stood cracking his knuckles and his neck, reaching his hand out and knocking on the door. And it was Booth who stood up to answer it.

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OHHHHH!!!! TBC!!!!! What will happen to Booth? What will happen to Bones? Who will get Cookies???? Find out soon!!!! Oh and has anyone seen Failure To Launch well Emily Deschanel's sister Zooey is in it she is sooooooo funny and she looks and acts sooo like her sister!!!!!!