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Booth was waiting in Bones' office for her and Angela to come out of the bathroom. What could she have told Angela that she couldn't have told him? This worried him a bit, he thought he heard some yelling coming from their direction but thought nothing of it. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice the two ladies in question walk in the room. "You have to let him know. It's the logical thing to do." Angela's voice broke Booth of his haze.

"Let who know what?" He asked. Both ladies looked up at him then to each other in shock.

"Uh… let you know that I have a face to our victim." Angela said pulling that lie right out of the air. All she could hope for was that Brennan knew to play along.

"Yes. Hodgins found some particulates that are pertinent to the case." Brennan said, catching Angela's lie. Angela let out a small sigh of relief that her socially inept friend caught her drift. Booth on the other hand knew something was up and wanted to know now.

"Cut the crap. What's going on? One minute you tell me it's not a good time to talk about the case and to go away, and the now you want to tell me everything there is about it. What the hell?" Booth said accusingly. When neither of them answered he asked another question. "Bones, where did you get those cuts and bruises? You were fine when I left you yesterday before your date…that bastard!" A light went off in Booth's head and before Brennan or Angela could stop him his rage spilt out. "That rat bastard! He did this to you didn't he? I knew that guy was bad news! I'm going to find him and rip his head off, he's not going…"

"BOOTH!" Brennan shouted.

"What!" Booth snapped back.

"It wasn't Steve's fault. Well, not really. I got into a fight with this man who stole my purse. I'm fine, nothings broken, no major cuts, so you don't have to pull the FBI card on him. I got everything back and knocked him on his ass." Brennan told the fuming FBI agent in front of her hoping to calm him down.

"Fine. But that doesn't mean I can't still be mad at him for not stopping the damn guy. So, these particulates, what do we got?" Booth said changing the subject.

"Uh, right, the particulates. You have to talk to Hodgins about those, I mean they are HIS specialty right? But Ange can give you the name of the victim and then we can go talk to the parents." Brennan said. She turned to Angela for help.

"Yea, our vic's name was Shelly Stevens. Sweet girl, well, she looked like a sweet girl. You two have fun talkin to the parent, Bren, we aren't done talking. Later today, you, me, and the diner are going to talk." Angela said to turning to her best friend.

"Ok Ange, but diners are incapable of talking." Brennan said as her and Booth walked out of her office.

After Booth and Brennan went and talked to the parents, Brennan made her way to the diner. Much to her surprise Booth didn't mention anything about what she and Angela were going to be talking about later. She walked into the diner to find Angela sitting down waiting for her. There was another person sitting next to Angela with their back toward her that she would recognize anywhere, she was just wondering how they got here so fast. Walking up to her friend she said, "Hey Ange, what's he doing here, I thought it was just going to be you and me."

"Hey sweetie, yeah I don't know what he's doing here, he won't tell me. He's just been sitting here for the past 5 minutes drinking his damn coffee." Angela said.

They both looked at the man sitting at the table but he was just looking at the wall behind Angela's head. "I wanna know what's going on." He said.

Angela made a mocking gasp and said, "He can talk!" Brennan sat down beside her friend and looked at him as if he were human remains.

"Don't look at me like that. I know you two were talking about something before you entered your office this morning, and it WASN'T particulates." The man said accusingly.

"What Angela and I were talking about doesn't concern you Booth. And how did you get here so fast? You dropped me off at the lab 10 minutes ago." Brennan asked. Moments had gone by before he responded.

"You're my partner Bones, we share things with each other. And it's not that hard to get here from the Jeffersonian, I knew where you were going to be." Booth replied.

Angela had been quiet throughout the conversation and decided to speak up, "Sweetie, Booth is right, you guys are partners and you have to share things, BUT," she said before either one could say anything, "Brennan also has the right to keep things from you until she feels comfortable enough to tell you." She ended looking at Booth.

"Ange, I think I should tell him." Brennan said to her friend, but looking at her partner. "I mean, he's going to find out sooner or later. Might as well get it over with right?" Brennan looked to Angela for support.

"You can do whatever you want, but keep in mind he's going to hunt him down." Angela said to her friend like Booth wasn't right there.

"What! Who am I going to hunt down? What's going on? Bones are you ok?" Booth shot all these questions at them hoping for an answer. He got none, just more ignoring from the two women infront of him.

"That's irrational for him to hunt Bryce down." As soon as the name left her lips Brennan whipped her head to Booth wanting to gage his reaction. Mixtures of emotion were dancing across his face, confusion was the main one, but then anger took over. Booth's face was still his eyes were dark and his mouth was in a straight line. There was a silence, like the calm before the storm. Angela and Brennan braced themselves for the storm that was Seeley Booth.

"BRYCE! Bryce Young? The guy who was living with you for 3 months? What the hell did that bastard do?" Booth yelled inside the quiet diner.

"SHHHH! Booth, people are starting to stare." Brennan told him.

"Let them stare, you didn't answer my question Temperance." Booth snapped back.

Both Brennan and Angela recoiled at Brennan's first name. They both knew that Brennan was in trouble when Booth uses her first name. "Yes, that same guy, and I'm starting to rethink telling you. You don't seem to be 'emotionally stable' as Sweets would say. SEELEY." Brennan said throwing his first name in there for good measure. Angela just gazed in shock at the two sitting at the table. They never used each other's first names, for anything.

It was at that exact moment that Brennan's cell phone started to ring. "Brennan, "she said, "Oh hello BRYCE." Upon hearing his name Booth got even angrier, if that was possible. "I'm good, how are you?"

"I'm doing well Tempe. Is there a chance I left my favorite T-shirt at your place? I left in such a hurry I don't think I got everything."

"You know what I think I remember seeing your Social Distortion shirt in a pile of laundry I did a few days ago." Brennan said. When Booth heard the mention of one of his favorite bands he lost it, he grabbed the phone from Brennan and said.

"Listen here ya punk. What the hell did you to her! She was crying this morning and won't talk about it, and she mentioned your name, I swear if you hurt her-"

"Woah! Booth calm down" Bryce said to the steaming FBI agent on the phone. "I didn't do anything, we ended things peacefully, and all I want is my shirt back."

"Bull shit. What did you do to her!" Booth asked again.

"Booth, he doesn't know what he did. I haven't told him yet." Brennan said pulling the phone back. "Bryce, how far away from the Royal Diner are you? We need to talk."

"Uh, give me 5 minutes, I'll be right there. Is everything ok?" Bryce asked.

"Depends on how you define 'OK'." Brennan answered.

"Wow, but can I ask that your FBI dude be put on a leash or restrained, or better yet not there when I show up? I don't feel like dying today." Bryce said.

"Ange and I will try our best to keep you alive." And with that she hung up. "He will be here in 5 minutes. Booth you're just going to have to wait till he gets here to hear this. Please don't strangle, strike, touch, or threaten his life in any way, shape, or form." Brennan told him, Booth huffed and rolled his eyes. "Please Booth, personal favor." She gave him a cheesy smile, but it was one he couldn't resist, no matter how pissed off he was.

"Fine, but but he can expect some harsh, non-threatening, words." And with that they were all silent till Bryce arrived.

Bryce walked into the Royal Diner and found his ex-girlfriend sitting, her best friend, and the man who he was afraid of sitting at the far table by the window. Brennan was the first one to see him; his eyes fell on the only seat that was open, and it just so happened to be sitting next to the man who hated his guts.

"Hey Tempe, Angela you two look lovely." Bryce said trying to get on their good sides. He turned to the man who was glaring at him. "Special Agent Booth always a pleasure." He stuck his hand out for Booth the shake it but got a snort in response. Sitting down he looked to Brennan. "So Tempe, what's so important?"

"Yes Bones, we are dying with anticipation." Booth said.

"I'm just going to come right out and say it. I'm pregnant." Brennan said.

Both Bryce's and Booth's eyes went wide. It didn't take long for either of them to realize who the father was. Minutes passed and no one said anything, had put his head down and Booth had gone into the position he was in when Brennan arrived. Angela was the one who had the guts to break the silence "Someone say something, please."

Bryce mumbled from the table, "Are you sure it's mine?"

"Yes. I haven't been sexually active since we broke up." Brennan explained. Both men winced at the use of the words 'sexually active'.

"Are you going to keep it?" he asked.

"I haven't decided-"

"Of course she's going to keep it." Booth interrupted.

"You don't know that Booth." Brennan said.

"Sweetie, I have to agree with Booth on this one. We know you; you're going to keep it. You just don't know it yet." Angela said.

"How far along are you?" Booth asked.

"About a 6 weeks." Brennan replied in a small voice.

"So, what does that mean for me?" Bryce asked.

"What does that- Are you serious! This is your kid, you're a dad now, and you gotta step up and be a dad." Booth sternly told him.

"I can't be dad; I'm no good with kids. They hate me. My own niece doesn't even like me." Bryce said.

"Well ya should have thought about that be for you decided to get her pregnant." Booth said pointing to Brennan.

"Look man, I didn't ask for this, I don't want a kid. I can't handle a kid, hell I could barely handle HER!" Bryce shouted.

Brennan was in shock, as well as everyone else who was in ear shot. Booth was straight up pissed. He had promised Brennan that he wouldn't harm him and it took all the strength he had to not slug him right then and there. Fortunately, the man sitting behind them hadn't made the same promise and saw that Booth was holding back. "Hey Bryce." The man said.

"What." He said annoyed. As soon as he turned around the man gave Bryce a clean sock in the jaw. "What the hell man!" he yelled.

"That's for not being a man and steppin up to the plate." The man got up and left.

Brennan stood up and was about to say something but decided to slap Bryce across the face as well. There was a definite hand print on the side of his face. Brennan walked out the door with Angela and Booth right behind her.

way to go random dude at the dinner!

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