A/n: The reason Booth left is because he doesn't want to rush the relationship. He was being…."gentlemanly?"

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Brennan got ready for bed, slightly distracted by the memory of the date. She laid down, trying to get to sleep, but giving up after about an hour. She was working on another book, so she decided to grab her laptop and work on it, to see if she could at least be productive while she wasn't sleeping.

She began typing, barely noticing what it was she was writing, until she noticed that it was basically a play-by-play of her date with Booth, with Kathy and Andy instead of her and Booth. She quickly deleted the passages, giving up on writing anything for her book.

*Now what am I supposed to do?* she thought, desperately casting her thoughts about for something that could distract her.

*Nothing. Absolutely nothing. How can I, with my rather vast knowledge, not think of a SINGLE THING to distract myself!*

Brennan sighed, and gave up the idea of sleep. She finally allowed herself to relive her date, remembering just how perfect everything was. She got to the end of the date, but it ended much, much differently…Brennan woke up suddenly, to the sound of her cell phone ringing.

*Of course, it was just a dream…*

"Hello?" Brennan answered her phone.

"Sweetie…you must dish…." Angela's very excited voice came over the line.

"Angela. It's…9 a.m. I'm tired. How about we do lunch. About 1 o' clock?" Brennan asked.

"Why are you so tired sweetie? Anything fun happen to keep you up?" Angela asked, a wide smile on her face that Brennan could practically hear.

"Lunch. 1. Bye Ange."

"Ok, fine. Lunch, 1 o' clock. But don't think you're off the hook."

"Ok. Bye." Brennan hung up the phone, and went back to sleep.

Angela, however, sat staring at the phone for several minutes, dying for lunch time to come around. She got up and paced, unable to sit still any longer.

*Argh, this waiting thing sucks! It's like, when your favorite TV show gives you spoilers, and then you have to wait FOREVER to get the actual full story!!!* Angela paced some more, before finally deciding on a plan of action.

*I'll paint! I'll paint a 'wedding portrait' of Bren and Booth!!!* Angela squealed as she began planning her picture, which would, hopefully, be a premonition of things to come...

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Brennan walked into the diner at about a quarter 'til one, not surprised that Angela was already there. The second she walked inside, Angela practically attacked her.

"SWEETIE!!!! Ok, you've kept me waiting long enough!!! You must spill!!!!" Angela squealed as she ushered Brennan into her chair.

"Can I order first?" Brennan asked, laughing a little at Angela's enthusiasm.

"Nope. Spill, then eat."

"What do you want to know?"

Angela just stared.

"EVERYTHING!!!! Absolutely EVERYTHING!!!!"

Brennan sighed, smiled and started dishing everything, from the jaw dropping to the insomnia that plagued her in the evening. Angela just sat there, soaking everything in with an almost rabid look on her face. Her face had fallen a little when she found out that they only kissed, but she got over it eventually.

"So, do you guys have any more plans?"

"I don't know. Probably. We haven't specified anything yet," Brennan said.

Angela just studied her for a minute. Finally deciding that that was all, she said,

"Ok, NOW you can order."

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