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These past few weeks were pretty busy, but I managed to write this update yesterday, ... so here we go, I hope you like it... It takes place immediateley after Chapter 19 and the phone conversation between Brennan and Angela.

Chapter 20:

Careful to be quiet, she slowly opened the door to Booth's room again. When she looked at him, she suddenly knew there was no need to be quiet. He was awake... and looked surprised and relieved, when he saw her.

"You're still here." He finally croaked out.

She gave him a puzzled look and while she moved closer to the bed again she asked: "Yeah, sure... why should I not be here?"

Booth frowned a little. "I thought you sneaked out while I was sleeping..."

"I did... But just to answer the phone... Angela called...The squints send their greetings." She answered.

He nodded and after a moment he added, smiling wryly: "I thought you... left." They both knew he meant leaving ... as in running away.

She shook her head and smiled patiently. "Why should I, Booth? I am not... just going to change my mind. You're stuck with me now."

Her words made him grin. "Good. I like to be stuck with you." He winked at her and took her hand in his. "Did you sleep well?"

She lowered herself on the chair beside his bed and answered: "Surprisingly well, yeah. My back hurts a little... but other than that, I slept well. And what about you, Booth? Slept well?" The way she suggestively waggled her brow told him, that she was referring to something. But what?

"Yeah." He answered hesitantly.

"Really? You did not wake up?" A sly grin crept on her face, when he shook his head. "No... why? Why do you ask?"

"Because... your subconscious obviously lets your hands move." She grinned at him, enjoying the puzzled expression on his face.

"What are you talking about?" Booth asked.

Her grin widened. "You were groping me!" She said in an half-teasing, half-accusing tone.

"What?" He gasped.

"You had your hand right here." She covered her breast with her own hand.

His eyes followed her movement and his breath hitched... this was turning him on. He was lying in a hospital bed, and his fully clothed partner – girlfriend, he corrected himself mentally – was touching her – by at least two layers of fabric covered – breast and he immediately responded. God, talk about men needing less stimuli than women. He swallowed hard. Intoxicating, that's what she was. He wanted to know, what she looked like underneath her clothes, wanted to feel her bare skin. He wanted to spend a whole week with her in bed. Minimum.

He shuddered a little and forced his gaze away from her cleavage to her face. She was smiling at him, clearly amused... but also a little flustered.

"This... is turning you on?" She asked after a moment. "Oh, yeah." His response was uttered in a husky voice and made eyes widen a little.

She quickly dropped her hand. "Well, then we should talk about something else."

"Why?" He asked, his eyes focussing on her lips now. When she nervously ran her tongue over them, his pulse picked up a bit again.

"Because we can not... satisfy our biological urges right here and right now... So... we should talk about something else." She quickly answered, avoiding his eyes.

"Satisfy biological urges? Well, I won't deny I would love to... get some satisfaction, but it will be definitely more than just that between us two." Booth murmured huskily.

"I know." She whispered back, taking a deep breath. "And that's why we are going to do it right. Not here and not now."

He smiled at her words... so she had just used her scientific mumbo-jumbo talk to distance and distract herself from her own arousal. Nice to know that.

"You are right. But hey... don't blame me, you brought the topic up." He winked at her, when she met his gaze. She frowned. "Keep your hands to yourself then, and we can drop it."

"Mhm... drop what?" Booth asked distracted.

"The topic!" She gave back sharply.

"Right... right... I .. Sorry for ... No I won't apologise. I mean, look at you... you are gorgeous, you can't blame me for wanting to touch you. My subconscious just has less self-restraint than me." He grinned at her.

"Thanks... I guess." She gave back after a moment. "But imagine your parents would have come in... "

Booth chuckled. "At least you were not naked."

"Of course not!... Why would I... What... you mean you're father walked in on you while you were having sex? That's the embarrassing situation?" Her eyes widened.

Booth blushed a little and murmured. "Not exactly. Hmmmm... you don't know the movie American Pie 2, do you?"

She shook her head vigorously. Not a big surprise, he should have known.

"Well, there's this very embarrassing scene right in the beginning, when the Dad walks in on his son and a girl having sex. And he does not even have the decency to leave, no he starts to talk to them... then the mother of the boy follows and afterwards even the parents of the girl appear. We will watch it someday...but you will have to shut your brain off." Booth grinned at her and she just rolled her eyes and gestured for him to continue.

"It was not that bad when my dad walked in on me and Carol... but it was still embarrassing as hell. Okay... I was... seventeen and my parents were supposed to be on a trip to the lake. My elder brother had already joined the Army, so he was not at home either... So... well, Carol and me... we were in the garden, naked... you know, it was hot and we used the hose as shower... And that's where my dad surprised us, when my parents came home earlier because my mum had a bad sunburn. And just like that jerk in the movie he did not just leave, no, he asked me since when I was dating that nice girl and what her name was and so on. I mean you've met him, my dad... "

"Has no social skills." She supplied with a smile.

"Exactly. Carol hid behind me, we were both totally embarrassed too but he was not. Said that nakedness was something very natural and so on." Booth shook his head.

"Well, it is." Brennan interrupted.

"Sure it is. But not if you are seventeen and making out with your sixteen-year old girlfriend and your dad wants to explain to you how perfectly normal all this is." He shook his head. The memory always made him shudder.

Brennan grinned. "What happened?"

"Well... I yelled at him and he finally went inside... Carol got dressed, cursing me and my brilliant ideas and left. She broke up with me a week later. Dad apologised after Mum nearly chewed his head off. But I don't think he really understood how embarrassing this was for me. My brother Jared brings this story up often and always thanks God it happened to ME and not to him."

Brennan shook her head and smiled at him. "Poor Baby."

"Oh, I am over it, but it's not a happy memory." He sighed and squeezed her hand and silence settled over them.

"Why didn't they lock the door?" Brennan suddenly asked.

"What?" Booth looked at her, utterly confused.

"In the movie. Why was the door not locked?" Brennan asked, frowning a little.

"Oh, I am not going to tell you. We will watch it. All three of them. You will have plenty of things to complain about, the films are utter nonsense, but even you will laugh, I promise." Booth smiled at her.

"Okay, someday we will watch these movies." Brennan nodded slowly. "But when I take you home I don't plan on wasting time with watching movies."

"No?" He asked amused.

"No." She confirmed.

"Good. We already wasted enough time." Booth stated and squeezed her hand again.

"Yeah, we did." She gave back and smiled at him. Then she suddenly moved towards him and captured his lips in a passionate kiss, that sent shivers trough him.

"Wow... what was that for?" He asked, when his breathing had slowed again

"If you can touch my breast while I am asleep, I can kiss you whenever I want." She explained seriously.

"Sounds fair." He smiled and cupped her face with one hand, slowly running his thumb over her lower lip. "I think your kisses work better than the pain killers."

"So Angela was right." Brennan smiled at him.

He rose one brow questioningly. "She said that smooching helps to recover." Brennan added.

"Prove it." He whispered when he gently pulled her a little closer.

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