"Oooh, Sweetie, did Andrew send you flowers?" Angela's eyes honed right in on the arrangement of red tulips on Brennan's desk as she walked into her friends' office. Whatever other reason she had for going in there was temporarily forgotten - red tulips were a declaration of love whether her friend knew it or not.

Brennan didn't even glance up as she shook her head. "No. Andrew and I won't be seeing each other any more."

"Oh, Sweetie, I'm sorry." Not that she really was sorry, she was just very glad that Andrew Hacker wasn't in the picture any more so that maybe Brennan would just wake up and realize that she and Booth were meant to be together.

"Don't be. I didn't find him as attractive as I initially thought I would and he's already moved on." A hint of a smile played at her lips as she continued working on summarizing her notes from the latest set of remains that she'd identified from Limbo.

"Moved on?" Angela sure hadn't seen that coming quite this fast. How dare he move on so quickly, didn't the man have any decency to wallow for a while or pine for her? Brennan was a catch.

"He's seeing Dr. Briar." She finally looked up to see Angela who had a quizzical expression on her face. "In his words 'they hit it off', so I believe he's rather happy about it."

"Booth's Dr. Briar?" Angela was shocked. This was a major development and why the hell hadn't she known about this before now? She seriously needed to pull her head out of newly-wedded bliss for a few minutes to pay attention to what was going on with her best friend.

"Booth isn't seeing her anymore. They broke things off." And Brennan had to admit that she was very glad that they had broken things off or she wouldn't had the courage to tell Booth that she wanted to give them a chance. Her smile brightened as she thought about the make out session that they'd shared that had only stopped because Parker had been in the next room.

"His boss put the moves on his woman?" Angela's voice had an indignant tone. Surely Booth couldn't be happy about it, the man had seemed to really like Catherine and if it wasn't bad enough that Hacker had been dating the woman Booth was destined for, he had to go after his second best too.

"Booth is okay with it. He said that he didn't think that it was going anywhere anyway and he seems perfectly happy with how things turned out." Of course she was perfectly happy too, although she reasoned that she would be even happier once she and Booth engaged in several rounds of intercourse.

Angela glanced at the flowers and noticed that there was no card. "So who are the flowers from then?" If they weren't from Hacker, then she most definitely wanted to know who they were from. You just didn't send a woman red flowers without a whole lot of intent behind it unless you were a complete idiot.

"Booth." Brennan was still a little puzzled by the card that had come with them. Something about tulips and two lips and his lips and well, she was sure that it meant something about wanting to kiss her again very soon and that Parker was not going to be with him for the weekend. She could only surmised that he wanted to consummate their new relationship.

Angela's jaw dropped and her eyes widened. "Booth?" Oh, she hoped that this meant what she thought it meant.

"Yes." Brennan smiled and then immediately wondered if she should have said anything. She and Booth hadn't really discussed it, but she thought that being discrete at work was probably appropriate. She would definitely need to clarify it with him.

"Booth Booth?" This was definitely going to call for a girls day with loads of shopping and lunch and some seriously good gossip about how all of this wonderful goodness transpired.

"There's just one Booth in his name." Brennan hoped that Angela was feeling okay, repeating herself could be a symptom of something serious.

"Yeah." Angela crossed her arms and a mischievous smile flickered across her face. "Spill, Sweetie."

Oh, so it seemed that Angela was just taken by surprise. Brennan was relieved. "Booth and I have decided to try a romantic relationship. Apparently he was very appreciative of my decision and decided to give me flowers to show his appreciation."

Angela laughed. "Show his appreciation, huh? Is that what they're calling it now." Yes, she was definitely going to have to whisk Brennan away to share some details. She'd been waiting for this moment for nearly six years and there was no way she wasn't going to get a front row seat.

"We haven't slept together." Why she felt suddenly shy about sharing that with her best friend she wasn't sure.

"Why?" Didn't she think that six years of foreplay was enough? All of that unresolved sexual tension was enough to make a priest hot and bothered.

"Parker was there last night and Booth didn't think it would be a good idea to engage in intercourse in case we were interrupted." As logical as that decision was, she found that she had been a little disappointed. She had imagined what it would be like to sleep with Booth more times than she could remember and she was looking forward to it very much.

"Well, yeah. When Booth takes you to bed, he's not going to want to let you out of it for days maybe even weeks." She couldn't hide her smirk, the fireworks when those two got together were going to be amazing. It would be a wonder if it didn't tilt the earth off of it's axis a little.

Brennan's cheeks tinged a light pink but she couldn't help but smile. "I would imagine that you are correct, but I look forward to quantifying the data myself." Oh, and quantify she would. She could tell from Booth's musculature that he would be a very enjoyable partner and if the glimpse she'd gotten when she'd walked in on him after his fake death had been revealed, he would more than satisfy her.

"Sweetie, just promise me that you won't talk like that when you two are doing the deed." Angela had completely forgotten why she had come into her office and now she didn't care.

"I'm very good in bed." Brennan had no doubts about her ability to please Booth and her sly smile seemed to convey that fact to Angela.

"Alright then. I'll let you get back to what you're doing there and I expect at least a few details." There was just something about the fact that her friends had finally woken up and gotten together that she didn't want to completely intrude. Only a little bit.