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A/N: well I'm glad you enjoyed the last two chapters…I know I know wordy.. I cant help it when I start writing the characters come to life and don't let me go until they get their point across..

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 3 : Low Is A Height .

The afternoon sun filtered lazily through the worn blue curtains playfully tickling a certain Temperance Brennan in the face. Letting out a barely audible moan, she rolled away from the light. 'Way too early' She bitterly thought adjusting the blankets covering her body trying to force herself back into sleep. She hadn't even begun to try to fall asleep when a pounding on her bedroom door began.

"GO AWAY" Brennan moaned painfully the only thing that could rival the volume of the knocking on the door was the volume of the knocking in her head. 'I guess this is what you call a hangover' There was always a first for everything, and last night had proved to a lot firsts.

"Don't make be break down the door" Russ had now begun shaking the door handle violently. 'Fuck it.' And without a second thought Russ took his pocket knife from the back of his jeans and jimmied the lock open.

"RUSS! SERIOUSLY" Brennan anger reared up like a starving animal. Who did he think he was? Marching in like he was her father. She was 17 years old she didn't need her brother treating her like an infant anymore.

"What do you think you're doing? You're not dad, Russ" Her voice turning more into a bark as she flung out of bed, as soon as her words had left her mouth she regretted them. She watched her words hit Russ like a slap across his face. Now fully standing at the foot of her bed she regretted the position as her whole body ached as waves of nausea washed over her slight frame. Quivering slightly she waited for her brother to speak, noting the anger being displayed in his usually crisp cool blue eyes.

"No. I'm not a dead beat loser, who abandons his family, thanks." Russ corrected her, not giving her time to respond. "What the fuck tempy? I don't even know what to say to you. DO you even have a brain?! First.. Sneaking out with Angela, then underage drinking at a party with people way older than you?" Russ paused to breathe, his anger was getting the best of him, and he had to collect his temper before he said something he would regret. "And lastly… Rolling around with god knows who…Like a whore" Eyes flared dangerously at his baby sister.

".. Really Russ, you're going to say that to me? How many people have you been with this year alone? "Truth be told temperance could barely remember anything from last night. Her memories played out like little movie clips with black curtains between each one. She remembered talking to Seeley Booth, army heart throb and Russ' best friend.

"It doesn't matter!" He snapped back blushing at her accusation. Its true Russ had been with a lot of women in his lifetime, Way more than he would like to think about or admit, but he had tried not to bring them home so his sister and mother wouldn't catch on to pursuits. Russ had always made it clear to his previous conquests he wasn't using them but he wasn't looking for a relationship and in turn they never expected to be brought around his family. Snapping out of his tired thoughts, he turned to his sister important thought that red flagged instantly.

"Did…Did you at least use protection…? " Not really wanting to hear either way he decidedly fixed his gaze on his sister's posters on the far wall and tossed himself into his sisters' soft computer chair.

"I…I Don't know…I don't even know if anything happened" Biting her lip she tried focused through the pounding in her head to think about the previous evenings activities. Returning to sit on her bed, she closed her eyes to think about it.

She remembered taking shots with Booth then everything was fuzzy until something hit her.

"OUT!" she jumped far too fast, the room seemed to shake a little as she gestured her brother to leave.

"Were not done here." Russ really didn't feel like talking to his sister anymore anyways, the thought of her with a man sickened him to no end. 'No one takes advantage of my baby sister' He thought bitterly drudging out of her bedroom to leave her to her own thoughts hoping she would realize how badly she messed up.

Once she heard Russ leave the room she laid back into the safe cocoon of her bed. Staring at the ceiling, she counted the little popcorn on the ceiling. 'When I own a home there will be none of this popcorn crap' she sighed focusing her thoughts back to the evening before. Squeezing her eyes shut a small tear rolled down her cheek; she wished she hadn't had so much to drink or at least remembered more of what happened.

"THINK TEMPERENCE THINK" Frustrated she tapped her head angrily; doubtful that it would bring anything back but it was a shot. She remembered talking about stupid little things with Seeley, playing truth or dare. His sadness about Teddy… Then something clicked in her head. The memory of his salty dry lips, the smell of beer and rum on his hot breath the way he couldn't stop his hand drifting up her shirt ….

"Fuck!" She hissed out loud. Russ would kill her if he knew what she had done.. More importantly what his best friend of ten years had done with her. Brennan didn't remember all of the events of the evening or even the most important one… But the way she ached all over, bruising on her knees and unarguable soreness in her lady parts brought her to the conclusion that she, in fact, had lost her virginity to her childhood crush Seeley Booth. 'fuck fuck fuck' Russ would kill him..Taking a deep breath, she decided at that moment that she wouldn't tell anyone about this…Except her best friend Angela.

Jumping out her bed Brennan sprinted down the hall to where the phone was stationed. Glancing around nervously for any of her family, she dialed her best friend's number. Hearing her best friend pick up she jumped the gun before Angela could even say hi.

"You need to come over now!"

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Booth rubbed his eyes leaning back in the chair that he had been lounging in since returning home a few hours earlier. He took a moment to study pops well groomed garden, smile creeping across his face. To Booth the garden was a symbol of his grandparents love, for even years after his grandmother had passed away pops had managed to take care of her garden exactly the way she had done it for many years before. Hearing the screen door creak he didn't even have to look up to know who it was.

"Hey Shrimp you didn't come home last night"

The older man's grey eyes stared at his young grandson with a very knowing look that spoke volumes. Booth had been trouble as a teenager especially the last year or so before joining the army. Pops had hoped the whole Rebecca situation conjoined with a year away had taught him better but after last night's performance pops was in doubt of that. His eyes didn't detour from Booth as he sank into the lawn chair opposite of his grandson. His lips curled in a small hidden smile as he watched his g tired hamster turning trying to come up with an excuse. Luckily for pops Booth couldn't think of any.

"Err…I know. I know. Just… Rebecca was there, and we fought". The younger Booth sighed; he had a hard time lying to Pops especially, the older he got. Besides, it seemed rather pointless to hide that fact from him.

"And…Everyone kept bringing up Teddy. I guess I shouldn't have gone "

"I tried to tell you that would happen Shrimp. "

The older man placed his hand on his grandson's muscular knee. In his heart he knew Seeley was a good man underneath all of the immaturity and emotions of a young man. Jared on the other hand… Well that may have been the only lost cause Hank had.

" And for the record that Rebecca is trouble. I don't know why you even tried to talk to her..She's not the one and not worth your time. And I hope you learned from the whole situation with her. You don't need a baby shrimp. " At this moment he chose to pull out the news paper he had brought out choosing to avoid Booths shocked looked .

Booth squirmed at his grandfathers mention of birth control, sighing he took to his feet stretching his arms above his head feeling a tinge in his muscles. "of course pops.. And no, I did not hook up with Rebecca I just drank too much and so did Russ so we slept in the truck" Booth shrugged it wasn't a blatant lie he was just omitting the truth. He hadn't hooked up with Rebecca, and he DID sleep in the truck just after maybe hanging out with that Tempy girl he had just met. Okay, so he did hook up with her but he had been safe, and he was 22 years old for Christ sakes pops didn't need to know every personal detail of his love life.

"I'm going to go clean up a bit then head out for a bit. " Booth casually tossed over his shoulder as he headed into the house. He was just about in the house when he heard his pops call over his shoulder:

"Hey, Seeley..IF there is anything you need or feel like talking to me about you know where I am " The gravity of his voice made it clear he was referring to Booths tour. Freezing in spot momentarily Booth continued on his way. Some things were best left unsaid.

Sometime later that day Booth was jogging down the hot suburbs geared up in his light basketball shorts and a thin black wife beater trying to get his walkman to stop skipping. Working out was his way of relaxing, and this was not helping. 'Cheap crap' He groaned as he gave his device another smack and continued on his way not exactly sure where he was going. Booth continued jogging aimlessly for a while longer frustration growing as he couldn't decide where to go next. Just as he was about to give in he noticed he somehow made it to the street Russ lived on.

" least I made it to Russ' street." He shrugged as he jogged down the road. It was only moments later that he was within feet of the Brennan driveway when he saw a large fancy vehicle pull up to the house and Jared's girlfriend, Angela hop out. Booth went to shout 'hi!' to her until he saw the Brennan house hold door open.

"ANGE!" The Tempy he had met the night prior rushed out of Russ' door. Shell shocked booth just stood there frozen luckily neither of the girls had bothered looking at him. Once they had both made it away he allowed himself to breathe. Was Russ dating a girl with the same name of his sister? 'No, couldn't be... .''

"DAMNIT" He shouted loud enough for the little old lady who lived across the street to shoo him away. The Tempy he had met up with and hooked up was none other than Temperance Brennan Russ' baby sister… Except she wasn't so much of a little girl anymore, she was beautiful and well developed… He couldn't understand how he hadn't put the pieces together the previous night.

'Damn, im stupid…'

Booth shook his head madly trying to rid himself of those thoughts. That was his best friend's baby sister whom he was thinking about who not only was that, but only 17 years old. 'She lied to me' His mind raced as he turned around to leave to race away from this house and never return. 'You should have known…You grew up with her'.

"BOOTH!" Russ' voice cracked through his thoughts.

"What are you doing out here? " Instinctively booth edged towards his friend's house it was too late to run. Russ would know something was wrong if he ran.

A/N : I hope you liked this chapter.. You know the process, review and what not. I'm always open to prompts for ideas for chapters. Thanks for reading