A/N: Here's the new installment. I'm not really good at writing the cutesy stuff, so I'm sorry if it sucked/sucks, I tried. 

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*Later that night*

Brennan sat on her couch, trying to relax, but was unable to stop worrying about Booth.

*He's going to come home. I know he will. If only through sheer stubbornness, he WILL come home.*

Brennan repeated the familiar mantra to herself again, trying to know that he would make it home, but her pessimistic side that tells her that everyone leaves kept trying to take over and break her down.

*Damnit, I need a distraction. Maybe I can call Angela.*

As soon as she had decided to call Angela, she grabbed her phone and dialed.

"Hello?"

"Hi Ange. Can you come over?" Brennan asked, a tone of desperation in her voice.

Angela, puzzling over what was wrong, quickly realized that today was the day Booth left.

"I'll be right over, sweetie. Ok?"

"Yeah. See you in a bit," Brennan said, already a little relieved.

"Ok. Bye." Angela hung up the phone, a more than a little worried about Brennan.

*He had better come back…if he doesn't, I'll bring him back just to kick his ass.*

Angela thought about earlier that day, when she had called Booth and warned him.

"She's my best friend. If you break her heart, I will beat you over the head with a shovel. 'Kay?"

*Even though there's like, no chance of that AT ALL. I just HAD to do the best friend thing. It's so fun!* Angela thought, laughing a little. She sobered up pretty quickly as she remembered that she was supposed to be heading over to Brennan's house.

*Ok, so first I need some supplies…*

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Brennan sat on her couch still, trying to keep herself occupied until Angela arrived, when she heard a knock on the door.

* I only hung up the phone a few minutes ago, so it's not Angela…*

Curiosity piqued, Brennan got up and answered the door, looking through the peephole before opening the door. She let out an exasperated sigh.

"Hi Sully. Do we have a case or something?" she asked, annoyance evident.

"No, it's just, I know Booth left today, and I figured you could use some company," Sully said, trying to get her to let him in.

"Sorry, I already called Angela, she should be here in a few minutes. We're going to have a girls night." Brennan stood in the doorway, wishing Sully would get the hint to leave. No such luck.

"I'm sure you could call her back and cancel. I can help you tonight," Sully said, undeterred.

"Ok, well I just want to hang out with Angela tonight, ok? I have to get ready now. Call me when we have a case."

And with that, Brennan shut the door in Sully's face.

*Wow, that felt kinda good,* Brennan thought.

Kinda like hanging up on someone when you're pissed off,* she thought, sitting back down to wait.

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"Stupid…." Sully walked away from Brennan's door, mumbling some rather rude things about Brennan and various other people, such as her family and, you know, God.

He didn't seem to notice Angela walk past him at the building entrance, but she definitely noticed him and what he was saying.

*Holy crap, if Brennan could hear him…* Angela smiled at that thought, knowing that Brennan would beat the crap out of him if she did hear him.

*Maybe I'll tell her what he said….just for fun…*

Laughing to herself, Angela walked up to Brennan's apartment carrying various types of alcohol, some movies she was going to make Brennan watch, and a colossal amount of junk food.