Author's Note: So, I made the mistake of sharing this story with my roommate. Her response: "Cait, you have completely lost it!" Apparently she thinks the whole idea of this story is rather gross. Needless to say we're not on speaking terms, but it's all alright because I'm home for Thanksgiving! Anyways, for those of you that agree with my roommate, check out Angela and Brennan's conversation at the end of this chapter.
Brennan had spent the whole morning working on the pharaoh with Daisy and she was starting to get annoyed. Most days she could handle Daisy's peppy attitude, but when she was on her period it was all she could do not to snap at the woman or snap the woman's neck for that matter.
"I'm going to take a break," Brennan finally said, interrupting Daisy who was midsentence.
She went into her office and sat down in her desk chair, fighting back tears. Her back hurt; her head hurt; there wasn't a single part of her that didn't hurt. She closed her eyes and tried to take deep breaths.
Angela had seen her best friend walk quickly away from the area where the pharaoh was and head to her office. She slowly followed her to her office to find out what had upset her. She was about to enter the office when she saw Booth enter the lab area. Instead of going into her friend's office, she found a pole to hide behind where she could see the office.
"Hey, we've got a…." Booth stopped midsentence when he saw his partner's face. He quickly crossed the room, kneeling down on the floor by his partner's desk. He turned the chair so that she was facing him. "Hey," he said, cupping her cheek with his left hand, and squeezing her hand with his right.
Brennan took a shaky breath, trying to keep herself under control. Now that Booth was there all she wanted to do was let him hold her while she cried.
"What can I do?" Booth asked.
"Nothing, I'm fine," Brennan whispered, looking away from her partner as a single tear travelled down her cheek.
Booth wiped the tear away. He hadn't seen her like this since the first day they were in Bisbee. She seemed fine that morning. It broke his heart to see his partner so upset. "If you're worried about people seeing, come down here, the desk will block us," he said softly.
She shook her head no. "I'm fine," she tried to insist, but it came out in a whisper.
"You're embarrassed?" he said, confused.
Brennan continued to look away from him, neither confirming nor denying his suspicions.
"Come on Bones," he said, reaching up to turn his partner's head towards him.
She finally looked him in the eye and she couldn't stop the tears from falling.
Booth stood up and helped his partner out of her desk chair and onto the floor. He started to put her between his legs, but she turned herself around to face him. "Hold me," she whispered.
Booth did not have to be asked twice. He quickly picked her up and put her on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck, putting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tight.
Brennan relaxed into her partner, calming down within 30 seconds. Booth did that to her. He relaxed her; he made her happy; he made everything better. After a few minutes, she started to get up off of him.
"Woah," Booth said, stopping his partner from getting up. "What happened?" he asked.
"Nothing, I'm better now," Brennan smiled up at her partner.
"Seriously Bones, what happened?" he insisted, looking at his partner with concern.
"You said we have a case, I'll tell you about it on the way," Bones replied, seeing the concern in her partner's eyes.
"How about you tell me now? The case can wait," he said, kissing the crown of his partner's head.
Brennan sighed, knowing that continuing to argue with Booth would get her nowhere. "I was working with Daisy on the pharaoh," Brennan started, looking down at her lap. "She's very good at her job, but sometimes I just can't handle her, especially right now," she continued, looking up at her partner. "So, instead of snapping her neck, I just left," Brennan laughed.
Booth smiled down at his partner. "Well I'm glad you didn't snap her neck," he chuckled.
"Can we go now?" Brennan asked, impatiently.
"Yes," Booth said, helping his partner off the floor. He saw her wince slightly as he helped her to her feet.
"I'm fine," Brennan said, confidently after noticing her partner was still staring at her.
Booth came up behind his partner and lightly touched her lower back.
"Ahh," Brennan hissed, squirming.
Booth smirked, trying really hard not to laugh. "Come here," Booth said, wrapping his arms around his partner. Brennan remained stiff, her arms still at her sides as her partner hugged her.
"Hold on," he said, helping his partner to sit down on her desk chair. He crossed the room to the sofa, grabbing the cushions off of it and carrying them back to the desk. Booth then set them up on the floor, making a makeshift bed behind the desk.
"Alright," he said, smiling at his partner before helping her to lay face down on the cushions.
"Ahh," Brennan stiffened as Booth rolled her shirt up.
"Sorry," Booth apologized as he rubbed his hands together.
Booth started rubbing small circles on his partner's lower back, slowly adding more pressure and increasing the size of the circles.
"Oh God," Brennan moaned as the tension in her back was rubbed away.
Booth continued rubbing in the same spot, trying not to get aroused.
"Boooth," Brennan moaned. "You are amazing," she sighed.
After a few more minutes, Brennan was feeling a lot better.
"Thanks," Brennan said, as Booth helped her up off the floor. She sat down in her office chair, smoothing her shirt and hair. Meanwhile, Booth put the sofa cushions back on the sofa.
"Ready?" Booth asked, offering his hand to his partner.
"Yes," Brennan replied, smiling as she took her partner's hand and stood up.
Brennan retrieved her purse from her desk and followed Booth to the door. Booth held the door open for his partner and then followed her out the door and towards the parking garage.
Angela had seen the interaction between Booth and Brennan. Booth with his hands on her; Brennan appearing relaxed and happy. If only she could have seen what happened behind Brennan's desk with those cushions. She was itching to confront Brennan about it, but she would have to wait until they returned.
Booth and Brennan made their way to the parking garage, walking as close as possible to each other without touching. As soon as they entered the parking garage, Booth reached for his partner's hand. He didn't let go until he opened his partner's door for her. He then went around to the driver's side of the vehicle, climbing in and starting the engine.
"I'm sorry," Brennan apologized as Booth backed out of the parking spot.
"What?" Booth asked, looking over at his partner, confused.
"I'm sorry for the way I acted," Brennan clarified.
"You were upset," Booth said, making a right turn. "It's fine." He reached over and took his partner's hand.
"I was," Brennan confirmed. "But I was not very nice to you." She squeezed his hand.
"It's alright, Bones. I forgive you," Booth said, squeezing his partner's hand back as he stopped at a red light. He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
The two sat in silence for a while, just holding hands.
"Where are we going?" Brennan wondered as Booth turned onto a dirt road.
"I'm just following the GPS," Booth replied, pointing to the GPS attached to the dash board.
Brennan looked at him skeptically and laughed. However, it wasn't long until Booth spotted the yellow crime scene tape. He parked near it, shutting off the engine and getting out of the vehicle. Booth lifted the yellow tape, allowing his partner to go under before he followed her.
"I apologize for the delay," Booth said to the officer that appeared to be in charge.
The man nodded, appearing annoyed as he shook Booth's hand.
"Do we have a ladder?" Brennan asked, looking up at the remains that were currently hanging from a tree.
The people on scene looked at each other in apparent confusion before one said he thought he had one in the back of his truck. He and another man hurried off to get it.
Once the ladder was set up Brennan was able to climb up and get a better look at the remains. "Male approximately 13 to 16. Cause of death is not apparent, but there are several nicks on the ribs," Brennan announced.
"It's a teenager?" Booth asked, shocked.
"It certainly appears so," Brennan replied as she climbed down from the ladder. "Remove the remains from the tree and pack them up," she instructed.
A man immediately climbed up the ladder Brennan had just vacated and set about loosening the rope holding the remains to the tree.
"Alright, let's go," Booth said, leading his partner back to the car. He made sure not to open the door for his partner. Booth climbed in and started the engine, pulling back out on the dirt road that they had come on. "You hungry?" he asked after noticing that it was almost 1pm.
"Yes," Brennan replied, looking over at her partner's grin. "Why?"
"Well, it will take them awhile to get the remains to the Jeffersonian and I've been craving Wendy's," he admitted with a chuckle.
"That actually sounds wonderful," Brennan replied, her stomach growling as she pictured a Wendy's hamburger.
Booth laughed as reached over for his partner's hand.
A few minutes later the pair arrived at Wendy's. Booth ordered two double cheeseburger meals for him and his partner. He filled up both sodas with Coke, while Brennan waited for the food. They then met at a booth in the back of the restaurant.
"Ummm," Booth moaned, savoring the first bite of his cheeseburger.
The two ate their food quickly in completely silence. Neither had realized how hungry they were until they started eating.
"This was a good idea," Brennan said as she finished the last of her fries.
Booth took both trays and dumped them into the garbage on their way out. Brennan handed his Coke back to him as he held the door open for her. They then made their way to the car, holding hands. "Thanks," Brennan said when Booth held the car door open for her.
"You're welcome, Bones," Booth replied before making his way to the driver's side of the car and getting in.
"Can we go to Walgreens or CVS?" Brennan asked as Booth started the engine and backed out of the parking space.
"Sure. What do you need?" Booth wondered as he turned right out of the Wendy's parking lot.
"Advil. I don't think I can stand an afternoon with Daisy without it," Brennan laughed.
"I've got some in the glove compartment," Booth said, gesturing in the direction of the compartment.
"You are amazing," Brennan gushed as she located the bottle. She poured three tablets into her left hand before popping them in her mouth and chasing them down with a swig of Coke.
"You're pretty amazing yourself," Booth replied, smiling as he reached for his partner's hand.
A few minutes later Booth pulled into a parking spot in the parking garage. The partner's held hands until they reached the entrance to the Jeffersonian.
"I'll give you some time alone with the bones," Booth joked.
Brennan laughed and shoved him playfully before she headed off to the lab. She stopped at her office to drop off her purse and get her lab coat before going to look at the remains.
The remains had just arrived and Daisy was busy arranging them on one of the tables.
"Dr. Brennan," Daisy said, excitedly.
"Can I look at the particulates now?" Hodgins asked, bouncing back and forth on his feet.
"Yes, please do," Brennan said, looking at Daisy as if to ask why he had not already done so.
"I just finished arranging the remains," Daisy offered. "I noticed several nicks on the ribs," she continued excitedly.
"Yes, so did I," Brennan replied.
Hodgins was muttering to himself as he collected samples from the remains, blocking Brennan's view. Brennan walked around to the other side of the table to get a better look at the remains. She started do a full examination of the remains, looking for any clue to the cause of death.
Brennan was still doing her examination twenty minutes later when Booth arrived.
"Hey Bones, what've we got?" Booth asked cheerily.
"I still have not determined cause of death, but these nicks to the ribs suggest stabbing," Bones replied, leaning forward to show Booth.
Booth tried to look at what his partner was pointing at, but he couldn't seem to look past his partner's cleavage.
"Hey, I just need a better…" Angela stopped midsentence, looking from Booth to Brennan.
Brennan looked up from what she was doing, realizing that Booth was staring at her chest. She quickly stood up straight, glaring at Booth. "What Ange?" she asked.
"I need to borrow you for a second," Angela said quickly, grabbing Brennan by the arm and dragging her off in the direction of her office.
Angela pulled her best friend into her office, shutting the door behind them. "Spill," she said, smiling.
"I have not spilled anything," Brennan stated, confused.
Angela laughed. "Tell me about you and Booth."
"We just got back from a crime scene," Brennan replied matter-of-factly.
"Ok," Angela said, laughing. "Are you and Booth sleeping together?"
"What?" Brennan asked, eyes wide in shock.
Angela smiled at her friend. "Sweetie, it's a little obvious the way he has been looking at you."
"Oh," Brennan replied, sitting down on the sofa.
"So, how did it happen?" Angela asked, trying not to sound too excited.
Brennan sighed, knowing that her friend would not give up until she found out. "In Bisbee…"
"I knew it," Angela interrupted, excitedly. "Sorry, please continue," she said once she had contained her enthusiasm.
"Well, in Bisbee I got my period unexpectedly. I had really bad cramps and I didn't have my medicine with me. I was in a lot of pain, so Booth offered me a massage," Brennan said nonchalantly.
"Ahh, that's so sweet," Angela said, squeezing her friend's hand. "So you're not sleeping together?"
"Actually we are. Having an orgasm releases endorphins, which lessens cramps. Also, women are more sensitive during their periods," Brennan replied matter-of-factly.
"Sweetie, that's a little gross," Angela said.
"There's nothing gross about it. Having a period is a natural part of a woman's life and so is having sex," Brennan replied, smiling.
"Isn't it awkward and messy?" Angela wondered, wrinkling her nose.
"Not if you do it in the shower," Brennan replied, laughing.
"Well, I'm happy for you and Booth," Angela said, happily. She hugged her friend.
"Thanks. I'd appreciate it if you kept it to yourself," Brennan replied, looking her best friend in the eye.
"Of course I will, sweetie, but I have one more question" Angela gushed.
"What?" Brennan wondered, slightly nervous for what her friend was going to ask.
"What in the world were you doing with those couch cushions?" Angela asked, grinning.
Brennan laughed. "He was giving me a back massage," she insisted.
"Oh," Angela replied, somewhat disappointed.
Author's Note: So, what did you think? Do you side with me and Brennan or Angela and my roommate? Please review!