I'm really fond of this chapter. (: Also, there is a gold mine of AN at the end of the chapter.

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"So, is there anything that either of you would like to discuss?" Sweets asked, leaning toward the pair.

They both looked at each other for a moment before shaking their heads, no. Sweets sighed. "You both seem like you have a lot on your mind."

When neither of them replied, he said, "Are you working on a case?"

"Nope." Booth said, leaning back, hands behind his head. "Just wrapped one up." He smiled at Dr. Brennan.

Sometimes their level of friendship floored Sweets. Brennan smiled back, and it was as though they were carrying on a whole conversation, completely silently.

"Neither of you have anything to discuss?" Sweets prodded, looking pointedly at Booth.

Booth glared at him. "Nope. So I guess we can go!" he said, standing up.

"I don't think so, Agent Booth. Why don't you take your seat?"

"Dude, you sound like a third grade teacher," Booth chortled. But he sat down, slinging his arm casually over the back of the couch, nudging Dr. Brennan, who gave him a courtesy laugh. Booth's eyes shone.

Sweets dismissed the jab. "From what I understand, both of you followed my instructions, for once. You've both written positive notes about the other?" he ventured.

The mood in the office changed palpably. Booth immediately took his arm off of Dr. Brennan's shoulder and glared at Sweets. Brennan turned to Booth, giving him a look of pure disdain.

"You told Sweets?" she demanded.

"Hey, Bones… it's okay. He's supposed to be our therapist… it was his idea…" Booth was floundering uncomfortably. "He should know, right?"

"I can't believe you, of all people, would be the one to say that to me." she said, just as disbelieving as she was angry.

"Me? What… what does that mean?" he asked, although Sweets had a feeling he probably knew and was stalling.

"Booth, you hate therapy. You hate almost everything Dr. Sweets suggests, and you never, ever, volunteer information."

"That's true… I don't know. I just needed to talk to someone."

"And you couldn't talk to me?"

"I just… it takes awhile for you to… wrap your head around things. I was giving you the space you needed!"

"Did you ask me if I needed space, or did you assume?"

"Was I wrong? You didn't want to talk to me about that stuff. In fact, the morning after that whole thing played out, you went to work! At seven in the morning! But you're telling me you didn't need space?"

Sweets scribbled furiously.

"I wanted to write!"

"You know what would be really cool? If they made some kind of portable computer, so that you could work from wherever you wanted!" He paused. Then, as though it had just occurred to him, said, "Wait a minute!"

"Booth, you're using sarcasm to deflect from the real issue here!"

"Which is?""You told Sweets about my notes!"

"Our notes, Bones. We both did them, and I told him that." he lowered his voice. "Are you mad at me?"

Dr. Brennan took a deep breath. "No."

Booth grinned. "Good." he turned to Sweets. "What now, doc? You probably have some psychobabble to spit out at us, then we can go, right? So let's go!"

Sweets took a breath. Where to begin?

"Dr. Brennan, were you surprised to learn that Booth completed the exercise?"

"Very surprised, yes. He doesn't tend to do what you tell him to." Sweets watched the two exchange sly smiles.

"Agent Booth, same question."

"Was I surprised? Yeah, I guess so. Maybe more surprised that she actually told me about them." he answered seriously.

"Why did you tell him about your notes, Dr. Brennan?"

To Sweets' surprise, Booth immediately looked away from her, and Brennan bit her lip. "I-"

Booth cut her off. "We were pretty drunk."

"Booth!" Brennan admonished him. They had another silent conversation, Booth raising his eyebrows, trying to figure out what he did wrong, and her telling him to stop talking.

Booth looked from Brennan to Sweets a few times before saying, "Can we go?"

"Um, just a few more-" Sweets said, looking down at his yellow legal pad. He did not want this session to come to an end so quickly.

"Alrighty, thanks for all of your help, it's invaluable." Booth said sarcastically, taking Sweets' hand in his own and shaking it valiantly. "Good day to you, sir."

"I really think we were close to something-" Sweets tried desperately, but Booth was already leading Dr. Brennan out the door, his hand on the small of her back.

"Goodbye, Dr. Sweets. Thank you so much!" she called over her shoulder.

Rather than reply, Sweets just sighed, then walked over to the wall and softly banged his head against it, closing his eyes in frustration at the pair of them.

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Poor Sweets! :D
So, in response to a few of your comments:
First of all, to those who thought it was uncharacteristic for Brennan to confide in Cam and Booth to confide in Sweets: I completely agree. But my justification is that they were both very thrown off and confused to discover that the other had written notes about them, and neither of them really knew what to do with themselves. I think both needed to talk it out with someone, and they chose unlikely people. Booth, of course, always talks to Bones, but he couldn't. He felt desperate and ended up calling Sweets. He probably regrets that now! Brennan, on the other hand, confides in Angela very frequently, and could have gone to her, but perhaps didn't want to hear what she already knew Ange was going to say. I think Brennan's decision to talk to Cam was impulsive, but also highly plausible- after all, Cam has dated Booth, and I think Brennan needed a fresh perspective on the situation, one she certainly wouldn't get from Angela.
Speaking of Angela, that brings me to my second point: the general concensus among reviewers is that a)they need to read each other's letters and b)Angela needs to be involved! I agree, and the odd thing is that last night when I decided to get through my rut and keep writing, I stared at my word document for probably twenty minutes, then decided that I needed to have another chapter from Angela's point of view. And that was before I'd read all of your lovely reviews! I have to say, it's probably one of my favorite chapters so far. It's got lots of fun squint interaction, and it made me laugh out loud while writing it. So that will be up soon, because I really can't wait for your feedback on that!
As for them reading each other's letters... I won't promise anything. I imagine they'll get there eventually, but it hasn't been written (or thought out) yet. Thanks for your awesome ideas and reviews! It's encouraging and fun to read them.
Always,
Hanna