Hey everyone! Sorry, I haven't updated in a while. I wanted to get everything exactly right... but I took a little too long with it. The a reviewer very kindly told me to get my butt in gear, so here I am! With a double update, no less. I finally have BB's case all ironed out and I know where I'm going with the disease too. So, please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones or House, much to my great disappointment.

Disclaimer number two: I am not a doctor, or a forensic anthropologist. Therefore, this is sure to be riddled with medical and forensic mistakes. Please bear with me on that. I try to keep it as close to truth as I can. Thanks guys!

Chapter Four: Reunited (and it feels so good!)

Brennan snapped her latex glove on. She leaned over the bones, mind already half gone. "Female…mid thirties. Caucasian. She's given birth…oh, thirteen to fourteen years ago."

The diagnostics team, plus Cuddy watched in amazement. "How can you tell she's Caucasian just from the skeleton?" Taub asked incredulously.

"Well, it's not a full skeleton. There are many bones missing. Whoever went and got these missed quite a few, or they weren't all there, so I can't figure out more until I have all the facts." Brennan said offhandedly.

Booth smirked. That was his Bones.

"Well." Cuddy clapped her hands. "I seem to be leaving these bones in very capable hands." She raised an eyebrow at House. "I have paperwork to do, and you have a patient, if I do recall, who I believe is supposed to be being prepped for some tests now?"

House smacked himself in the forehead. "Shoot! Kutner forgot."

Kutner's mouth dropped open. "Hey, I didn't…"

House glared at him. "Oh, can it."

"Zach! I need you to look at this." Everyone looked back at Dr. Brennan, who was continuing her analysis like nothing was going on around her. She held a phone to her ear and was moving the lens of the live video feed she had requested (demanded). A floppy haired boy appeared in the camera and Brennan flipped her phone back off.

The boy examined the others in the room curiously. "Hi." He said. "I'm Zach."

Brennan made a quick introduction. She began talking about the bones, pointing at an abnormality, with Zach nodding every few words.

House snorted. "She has a lap dog."

Booth glared at him. He didn't like this sarcastic doctor. "Last time I checked, you had three." He muttered quietly, jerking his head towards the three doctors.

House frowned. "Touché." Suddenly he grinned. "Awfully protective of your anthropologist, aren't you?"

Booth glared at him. "Shut up, House."

"That's Dr. House to you."

"Hello, House?" House found Cuddy's hand suddenly resting on his arm. "Your patient needs to be prepped, remember?"

House frowned. "That's not my…" He stopped and sighed. He was, after all, supposed to behave. Might as well make her think he was complying so he could not behave later. "Fine." He spun on his ducklings. "Thirteen, Kutner, Taub. Stop checking out the anthropologist and go prep our patient for those tests before he ends up dead." The ducklings glanced at each other and left the room.

Cuddy smiled. "Thank you, House."

"Oh, I didn't do it for you. I did it 'cause I don't want a visit from Chase today, because that in turn would lead to a visit from Cameron and I'd rather throw myself in front of a train."

Cuddy shook her head, still smiling and left the room. Booth's lips twitched. "So, you and the Dean of Medicine, hm, House?" House shot him a look. How on earth could he have possibly known?

The look House gave him could have killed someone. Booth grinned, knowing he'd hit a nerve. "Bones!" Brennan looked up mid sentence. "I'm going to go and figure out what happened. You ok here?"

"I don't need a babysitter."

"Hey hey hey, you can't go question the patient. He's being prepped for a test." Booth turned on the doctor he was really coming to dislike.

"So what am I supposed to do? There's a murderer out there we have to catch!"

House rolled his eyes. "Well, you're not going to get very far if what's-his-face in there ends up dying. We get access to the patient first, then you."

Booth frowned. "Listen here, you…"

Before Booth could deliver his not very well thought-out threat, the door to the little room flew open and he found himself face to face with a handsome and angry blond man in surgery scrubs waving a manila folder.

"House!" The man's annoyed voice was layered with an Australian accent. "Where the hell are all my surgical tools? I swear if I find out that you took them, I'll…"

"Bobby?"

Chase's eyes widened. Only one person in the world other than his mother ever called him 'Bobby'. The folder slipped from his hands and landed splayed on the floor, paper everywhere.

"Tempe?"

The next moment found Temperance Brennan in the arms of Dr. Robert Chase, both grinning ecstatically and talking at the same time.

"Wow, Tempe, I didn't think…"

"I had no idea you…"

"…ever see you again…"

"…worked here, of all places…"

Both stopped and grinned at each other, out of breath. "It's great to see you again." Brennan said, glancing back down at the partial skeleton.

"You too. You look fantastic." Chase bent to pick up his papers.

"Well, well, Chase, does Cameron know about this little tryst of yours? Cause I can tell her for you." House looked very interested in the situation. Booth's face was completely lacking in any emotion as he quietly watched Chase and Brennan.

Chase glared at House. "Aw, come off it, House, nothing happened. You don't have to tell Allison anything."

Brennan picked up the femur of the skeleton and brought it close to her face, clearly switching gears back to work. "Nothing sexual happened at all…"

"Something could have…" Chase said.

"But nothing did." Brennan put the bone down firmly and raised one eyebrow at Chase who grinned at her.

House focused on the two for about ten more seconds. "Then you have got to be gay." He said, shaking his head.

Chase, Booth, Brennan, and Zach all looked at him in surprise.

House gave Brennan a leery grin. "You had the chance to do that and 'nothing happened'? Some one, Chase, she looks like she's been around the block. Bet she knows what she's doing between those sheets."

Brennan's mouth dropped open in shock and she stripped off her latex gloves and stomped over to House. "You had no right to say that. That was rude and uncalled for. How dare you insinuate I sleep with whoever I can find? I do not sleep with just anybody!" Booth noticed Zach sidling awkwardly off the screen and the video feed went fuzzy.

House raised his hands in mock fear. "You're right, I was bad. I guess you're going to have to discipline me." A grin grew slowly on his face as he watched the pretty anthropologist's face grow angrier.

Brennan, realizing what he was insinuating, frowned and poked him in the chest. "Now, you listen here…"

"Bones, Bones, calm down." Booth's firm hand squeezed his irate partner's shoulder. "Why don't we go to the crime scene, see if they missed any of those bones you were complaining about not having."

Brennan glared at House and stalked out of the room, Booth steering her by the shoulder.

Chase shook his head at House. "You are such an ass."

House stared after Brennan for a moment. "I like that girl. She's amusing." He turned to Chase. "And you, my Aussie friend, just made yourself a very big enemy with the FBI."

"But I didn't do anyth…" Chase's eyes widened. "Ohhh…Oh, shoot."

House's grin widened. "Exactly. This is gonna be a fun case."

What'd you guys think? I was a little wary about how this chapter turned out, so please drop me a line about it! Also, I am deathly terrified of OOC's... please tell me if anyone is out-of-character. Chase and Brennan's whole story will come out later. Oh, and please keep reading! Double update! : )

xxAllTheWorldsAStagexx