A/N- Sorry for the wait. This last few days has been a bit hectic for the both of us, you should now get two chapters quite quickly. Hopefully. This chapter is long-ish thought, so it might make up for it. Thanks to canadiangurl, mwalter1, niki-can2, bones-is-love, luli27, Boothissexy, jerseybones, snarkyrabidsquirrel, 9ud9ir190ne6ed for your reviews of chapter two. And also jerseybones and IrishChic20 for you review of Chapter 1 that came later.

Chapter 3 – "Can you say 'Road Trip'?"

Bright and Early the next morning Temperance Brennan sat in her living room, case next to her, everything she could think of doing was done. Her night hadn't contained a peaceful sleep as she had wished. Her sleep had been disturbed, not by bad dreams, but by good ones, dreams of her partner. These dreams were laced within her sleep; she could feel his touch, his lips, his whisper, his scent. Thoughts of him consumed her, but disrupted her sleep none the less. She was aware that her feelings for him had changed, but her sudden overwhelming desire for him was getting too much for her.

Seeley Booth sat a few miles away, also wide awake even though he didn't need to leave for at least another hour and a half. His night had also been disturbed; she paraded in and out of his dreams. Why had she answered the door in her panties earlier? Seeley Booth had been brought up well by his mother, he was to respect women and consider their needs and feelings. However, the sight of his partner in Red and Black panties, that he knew for a fact came from Victoria's Secret, as he had admired them through the window on many occasions, was driving him mad. Her legs were toned and shapely, her stomach flat, and was toned to exact perfection. His desire for his partner had been evident to him for a few months now. The pain that he had felt when she had been with Sully was unbearable. He would not and could not go through that again, knowing that it was someone else who had put a smile on her face had broke his heart in two.

Seven O'clock couldn't come fast enough for the both of them. Temperance had tried writing, working out, having another shower, reading and even listening to music. None of these activities had occupied her for more than a few minutes.

At ten to seven Booth arrived at Brennan's apartment. He made his way up to her door, stopped, and leant against it, checking his breath; he then stood up again and straightened his jacket. His longing to see her had made the time between his arrival home late last night, disrupted sleep and packing his bag seem to last an age. He knocked quite rapidly and she opened the door straight away as if she had been waiting. Booth had a smile plastered across his symmetrical face.

There in front of her stood Booth wearing a pair of washed out dark blue jeans, a white t-shirt that said 'Chillax' in soft red Letters and a Blue Jacket. It all hung so perfectly off his broad frame. The t-shirt insinuated his toned stomach which had been burning in her mind ever since the three inches had been flashed the other day.

There in front of him stood Bones wearing tight blue Levis, with brown heeled boots and a green 'Ralph Lauren' shirt that fitted her perfectly. Her hair fell loosely around her face, framing it beautifully. Her eyes were shinning brightly as the two of them stood in comfortable silence.

"I'll be two minutes, there's coffee in the kitchen, help yourself." With that she walked to her bedroom and Booth walked to the kitchen. Everything between them felt so comfortable, no words were needed, their looks told each other what they needed to say. Booth found it quite funny that they had so unconsciously found their balance and that their relationship had changed so quickly. Booth knew he had feelings for her, he however didn't know how she felt. Normally he would have pushed, made the first move but with Brennan it was different. He valued their friendship too much to allow his overeager feelings to ruin it. A life without Bones would be unbearable, they spoke most days and when she wasn't around he was unsure what to do. He loved their little routines, small things they did together like just relaxing on the sofa and enjoying each others company. They occasionally went out however the attention they got increased the tension between them. When such questions were asked like "So how long have you two been together?" This constant speculation seemed to follow them everywhere and from all angles.

Her entrance into the kitchen shook him out of his thoughts. "You ready?" he said signalling towards the door.

"Yup" she replied taking the mug out of his hands and finishing off what remained at the bottom of the cup. He felt her gentle touch as she took the cup from his hand.

Well at least she isn't adverse to sharing my germs he thought smiling as he picked up her bag and walked towards the door. She didn't argue as she was too deep in thought watching his toned, muscular backside leave the kitchen.

"Come on Bones, Can you say 'Road Trip'?" he exclaimed, holding onto the 'Road Trip' almost singing it just like an excited child would. His eyes shining with excitement. She followed him smiling, they stood in the elevator in a peaceful silence as they made their was down to Booth's car. Temperance eagerly jumped into the passenger's seat, whilst Booth put her bags in the back along with his. She looked behind her; the car was filled with food; chocolate, sandwiches, Potato chips and Drinks. In the cup holders was an opened pack of Oreos and a jar of peanut butter. As Booth got in the car Brennan looked at him trying to muster a frown; however was unable to make it convincing as she was so touched by the effort Booth had put in.

"I brought Snacks!" He sang.

"What are they all for?" She questioned.

"Well Bones, the drinks are to drink and the food is to eat, for example…" he said sarcastically as he reached for an Oreo. "….The Oreo goes in hand, the Oreo gets dipped into the peanut butter and then the Oreo goes in Mouth." he bit half of the Oreo and offered the other half to her.

"Ha. Ha. Very Funny Booth." she said as she accepted Booth's generous offer.

"I just meant there was no need do go to all this trouble for…" She paused unsure whether to add the next bit but her decision was made for her as Booth cut her off.

"….For you." He said softly, his voice had never sounded sincerer. "Bones I will always feel the need… especially since we have at least a four hour drive ahead of us." He added.

"And I wanted to have a comfortable journey." He smiled, knowing that he was in fact referring to her. He wanted her to feel comfortable and content throughout the Journey.

"Thanks, Seeley." She said affectionately. She reached her arm across and placed it gently on his forearm. Her hand stayed there until he put his foot down on the acceleration. She was looking out the window, contemplating and had not realised that her hand had slipped and was now in fact resting on his upper thigh. Like a bolt of lightening, intense heat surged all around his body. He suppressed a groan, knowing that the sound would shock her out of the trance. He breathed deeply, not sure whether to actually tell her where her hand had taken accommodation. He didn't think that she was aware of what she was doing, nor did she know the reaction that he was fighting against. She hummed softly to the music that played quietly from the CD. She turned to Booth suddenly.

"Booth, are you hot?" She asked him. Booth looked straight at her.

"Huh! Hot, what do you mean hot?" He nervously asked with terror in his voice. Maybe she did know what she was doing.

"It's like 40 degrees in here; I was just wondering if you were hot, could you turn the air-con on or something?"

"Sure air-cons good." He finalized with slight relief but his voice quivering as her hand still lay at the very top of his leg. He counted to ten again and again in his mind; he would use anything to distract him from the presence of her hand. Thankfully he was saved by foreigner's 'Hot Blooded'. The intro played throughout the car and she now removed her hand, from where it had previously lay to turn the volume up. She was singing along, her voice gradually becoming louder as she gained confidence. Booth extremely thankful that his ordeal was now over, joined in at the chorus. After a minute or so they were both banging their heads, unable to control themselves and she even more so, playing an imaginary air guitar to the music. Booth laughed at the fact, her hands where now fully occupied with something that wasn't his body. It was amazing how something as simple as a song could bring bones out of her shell. As the final verse kicked in he lost his thoughts and began singing along with her.

Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see

I got a fever of a hundred and three

Come on baby, do you do more than dance?

I'm hot blooded; I'm hot blooded

Hot blooded, every night

Hot blooded, you're looking so tight

Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild

Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you, child

Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high

Hot blooded, you're a little bit shy

Hot blooded, you're making me sing

Hot blooded, for your sweet sweet thing.

The song finished as both partners looked at each other. The looks that they gave each other sent chills down their spines. Their relationship had changed somewhere along the line, and neither of them now felt any control within the situation. This was something that neither one of them had ever felt before. Control was something that they always had. Especially for Temperance, every relationship she had been in, she had been in control. With Booth however she looked at him and was unable to restrain her mind. He was her best friend, her partner, she trusted him with everything. He knew her biggest secrets. She secretly liked the way he treated her, with kid gloves. He was always the 'Alpha-male' around her, but not in the arrogant, cocky, egotistical way, in a way that was affectionate and adoring. It intimidated her boyfriends, and made his girlfriends jealous. She realised that she had been looking at him throughout her entire thought process. She coughed and looked away. This is going to be an interesting trip; At least we will get some time away from each other at night she thought. Little did she know that this was all just wishful thinking.

They were now on route for New York City, driving north along the highway. The car was full with laughter and quiet conversation.

"Bones" Booth, said looking at her, "Did you tell anyone that you were going away for the weekend?" Temperance's face dropped at his words. She had been so caught up in the fact that Booth was coming with her that she had forgotten about telling anyone. Just then her phone rang. She looked at the screen. 'Angela' it read. She looked at Booth, her eyes pleading with him to help her. What was she going to tell Angela? The truth would have been good, but that would provoke a steady line of questions coming from her best friend, that would undoubtedly last the remainder of the journey. She took a deep breath before answering her phone. "Brennan." She answered.

"Brennan sweetie. Where are you?" Came her best friend's voice down the phone.

"I'm on my way to New York, Ange." She replied.

"What for? Why?" She Questioned

"Some stuff for my Book." She replied, Booth whispered promotions at her.

"You know Promotions" She said.

"Sweetie, don't lie Booth's there isn't he? Why are you really going to New York with that Sexy FBI guy of yours?"

Booth having heard all of this and having seen the look on the face of the woman who sat next to him took the phone from her hand with ease.

"Hey Ange, its Booth. I'm going to New York with Bones because she asked me to accompany her. Nothing more, Nothing Less. As her book is in the best sellers list, her publicists thought she should do a little bit more promotion. Tell Cam where she is? We'll be back on Monday. Gotto go, Bye" With that he put down the phone. Temperance was looking at him. He didn't know the affects of what he had just said. Her phone bleeped, signalling that she had just received a message. She picked the phone off the dash board and looked at it.

Sweetie, take a chance. Take a bite of the 'BIG APPLE'

that sits next to you.

U know how u feel? Ily Ange xx

Brennan was confused, what did Angela mean. This woman spoke in code most of the time. Science she understood. General analogies she understood. But this, "Take a bite of the 'BIG APPLE.' That sits next to you." What did it mean? She sat there her mind sorting through the message. Booth sat next to me. Big Apple is a nickname for New York. How did she feel? A look of confusion had washed over her face as she worked it all out. Booth smiled. She looked so cute when she was confused.

They continued driving for the next two hours. Both of them thinking about what everything that surrounded them meant. As they entered the final miles of there journey, Booth spoke.

"So Bones, Have you ever been to 'The Big Apple' before? He smiled

"No I haven't, except when I had to change flights in JFK on my way to Italy two years ago."

"What were you doing in Italy?" He questioned.

"Me and Angela went for her Birthday. Something about a fashion show or something. I wasn't exactly sure. We didn't get far though because they wouldn't let Angela into the country, something about the last time she was in Europe. She never said what it was. We stayed in the Airport for two nights and then got the next flight home." Booth looked at her in amusement. He could have just seen the look on Brennan's face when the Italian authorities didn't let Angela leave the airport because of something she had previously done. It was so like Angela. Ha. He chuckled. Temperance looked at him.

"It wasn't funny Booth; I had to sleep on the floor in the airport for two nights until the next plane. I have never had Back-ache like it. To top it all off, it was also the Soccer European final and the Airport was full of Drunk Soccer fans celebrating Liverpool's win. Angela thoroughly enjoyed the experience but I did not, by far."

"Oh ye! I saw that game. Must have been one hell of an atmosphere. Good Game. What a comeback by Liverpool."

"Firstly, yes the atmosphere was good but, the experience wasn't good, the airport was packed. And secondly, I never had you down as a Soccer fan Booth."

"Well Temperance there is some things that you don't know about me."

"Seeley, I know I don't know everything about you. It is almost impossible. But I think that I know most things. And you don't know everything about me."

"Oh really. Then tell me about you and I'll tell you about me." He countered, his voice was however full of desire. He wanted to know everything about her, good or bad, every little scar, her hopes, her fears, everything.

"Well what do you want to know?" She asked unsure whether she could tell him some of the things about her. It was not that she didn't trust him. It was that some things would reveal things about her, that no-one knew.

"Well let's play 'first times' it's when you ask a question like 'First Memory' Do you understand?" He asked, taking his eyes of the road momentarily. The car was slowing down as the last stretch into New York approached.

"Yes. Ok, First Pet?" She asked.

"Active the Hamster, I didn't really like him, Jared looked after him. Yours?"

"Goldfish, Shiny when I was seven. I got him at a fair. My parents took me." Her voice quietened as she said this. She however moved on quickly wanting to avoid talk of her parents. "First crush?"

"Um. Rachel Langford she was in my Maths class. Yours?"

"Ben Davison. He was in my Chemistry class."

"Ok my turn to ask the question. First Kiss?" He said lowering his voice. He was chancing this hoping that she would reply.

"Ben Davison. I was good at Chemistry, he was, but pretended not to be. Yours?" She said laughing at the memory.

"Kelly James, I was thirteen, it was behind the stands in school. First…" He paused not knowing what to ask. This was difficult when the questions he wanted to ask were of a suggestive nature. As he was about to ask, a small squeal came from beside him.

"What?" He said, his voice full of worry.

"Booth look yellow cabs" She said staring out the window like a kid in a Candy Shop. They were entering New York now. The Streets were packed with Cabs, Cars, Limos and Big Black cars. The streets were fast paced and Booth knew that he had to be aware of the other traffic. They travelled through New York passing Cinemas, an entrance to Central Park, 'Victoria's Secrets' to their left and Macy's to their right. They travelled along the road until they reached the Hyperion. Booth pulled the SUV up to the entrance. He stopped and got out. Temperance had already got out and was heading to the back to get her bags. "Dr Brennan" Said a voice behind her. She turned around and in front of her was a man in a long tailed coat and a top hat. "Yes." She said.

"May I take your bags for you?"

"Of Course" She replied "Thank you very much."

The man took her bag and walked into the hotel. She looked at Booth who was taking his bags out of the car. She smiled at the look of concentration on his face. She walked over to him and reached for one of the bags in his hand. "You looked like you were struggling I thought you could use a hand." She said as she reached for the bag. Her hand stopped on his as he reached his hand away. The contact made her skin tingle.

"No it's ok. I can manage." He said smiling at her.

"Fine, Alpha-male." She said laughing as she walked away, quickly looking back at her partners face as she went. His eyes focused on her as she walked away. 'This was shaping out to be an interesting trip' he thought. His hand still burning from her touch. And a very l-o-n-g trip if the past four and a half hours were anything to go by.

A/N2 – The school names are all made up don't know whether they exist. Also the description of going into New York is what I vaguely remember from when I visited four years ago. Oh! And the part about the Airport, I experienced it. It was Fun. Ha! Please Review. They feed our desire to write you more. Thanks for reading. Amy and Freya xxx