In case it wasn't obvious I don't speak squint, so I'm just ganna skip around all that and not even attempt it, which is why most of the actual lab parts are cut out.

"A Pair of Heels"

Agent Collins was half way through a stack of reports he was supposed to file months ago but never got to. He was pissed he was stuck here instead of working on the case he was supposed to be assigned to.

A noise at the door broke him from his thoughts as he glanced up, wondering who would be coming to see him at this hour.

He was even more shocked to see the beautiful Dr. Brennan stroll in. The glow from the only light in the room illuminated her soft auburn hair. Her porcelain skin looked almost angelic. His eyes roamed her body for a split second, taking in all of her curves. Her brilliant blue eyes were cold though, giving no hint of her actual feelings. It was almost depressing to stare at them for too long, like he would freeze over if his eyes were to get lost in hers.

Dr. Brennan was the talk of the FBI. Each man wanted a try with her, some bragged they already had, but they figured Booth and the doctor had to be doing it. Everyone knew how protective Booth was over her.

"Um hi" he stuttered surprised to see her here.

Brennan walked towards him and sat on the edge of his desk.

"I wanted to apologize for the other day"

Agent Collins stood up, almost knocking over his coffee as he stared. He couldn't help it. She had crossed her legs and her black skirt rose slightly, revealing more of those never ending legs.

"It's...it's no...no problem." He stuttered.

Brennan saw where his gaze was directed and smirked, so far her plan was working.

"I was wondering if you would like to go out for a drink with me. I would have called but I didn't have your number"

Agent Collins accepted her proposal without another word, nodding his head profusely, and grabbing his coat in the process.

They got to the bar and they ordered drinks. Brennan scanned the room, making sure no one she knew was here.

She didn't see, or didn't consider a threat the three men in the back also scanning the room, watching her every move.

Agent Collins sat next to Brennan wondering what he had done in his favor to be sitting here.

"I don't get it. Yesterday you were all over Booth and then tonight you show up at my office asking me out for a drink?"

"What's your point?" She asked coldly

"My point is that I thought you were happy with Booth"

"I'm not with Booth anymore" she stated plainly, not meeting his eye.

"Did you guys break up?" Collins was worried. She seemed like a totally different person from when he had seen her with Booth. The spark in her eyes earlier was completely gone.

"Let's not talk about Booth tonight" she whispered seductively into his ear.

Two hours and a few drinks later, Brennan and Collins were kissing passionately outside of his apartment, as he struggled to get the door open.

They finally got inside and Brennan began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" He asked one last time.

Brennan didn't even think about it. It would be too painful to realize what effect this would have on tomorrow morning. She pushed down all thoughts of Booth, or tried to at least. For some reason his face came to mind whenever she looked at Collins, making her want to cry.

"Shut up and kiss me" She said pulling him towards her, clasping her mouth to his.

Meanwhile

Angela listened to the ring as she looked up at Brennan's apartment window.

"Hey Cam it's Angela, can you do me a favor?"

"I'm going to regret saying this later but okay"

"I need you to call Brennan and tell her there's a problem down at the Jeffersonian; she's not answering me and Booth's calls"

"What am I supposed to tell her?"

"I'm not sure, just think of something to get her there so I can maybe knock some sense into her, she isn't acting right"

"I agree and I'll do what I can"

"Alright thanks Cam, I'll meet you at the lab in twenty minutes; I just have to take care of something first"

"You better be here when Dr. Brennan shows up, I don't know what I'm going to say when she starts questioning me on why I dragged her here in the middle of the night.

Angela laughed "I'd rather have her pissed off at me then missing"

......

Booth had never left her apartment and was now sitting on her couch. It was almost eleven and she hadn't come home yet.

The apartment was quiet and lonely without her and without a T.V. for Booth to keep his mind occupied.

Booth's mind however was far from calm. Brennan had called the FBI saying she needed a break, but was it from the cases or from Booth himself? He wondered if he had done something wrong, pushed her too far too soon. He wanted to be nothing but slow and careful with Bones so she wouldn't push him away. Booth didn't think he could deal with the thought of not seeing her every day, never mind the reality of it.

Once again he tried her cell, waited until he heard her voice on her voicemail before hanging up.

A knock at the door broke through his thoughts. It was only when he opened the door to see Angela, did he remember that Bones wouldn't knock on her own door.

"Have you heard from her?"

"No I'm starting to get worried"

Angela sighed and dropped her purse on the floor before falling down onto the couch.

"She's doing it again"

Booth sat down next to her.

"What do you mean?"

Angela chose her words carefully; she didn't need an upset FBI agent on her hands, and it looked like he was stressed enough.

"Brennan does this thing, where... well I do it too I suppose... anyway, when she gets too close to someone or close enough to where she's almost happy, she thinks it's too good to be true and finds a way to... well screw it up is the best way I can describe it."

Angela watched impatiently as Booth thought that over.

"Ok remember Sully, before he went crazy? She could've gone with him sailing, hell at one point she wanted to go with him I think. But there's something in that brilliant mind of hers that's like a smoke detector. It's like as soon as she gets too close, she smells fire and it goes off, and she'll make any excuse to end it. Though I also still believe that she stayed for you, but I haven't got her to admit that to me yet."

Booth regarded what she said; it made sense in a way. He had never seen Brennan in a relationship with someone longer than Sully. He hoped to God though that he was the exception.

"So you think that's what she's doing tonight? Trying to push me away?"

Angela put her hand on top of Booth's. The panic in his voice mirrored that in his eyes as he stared into Angela's.

"Brennan has never, NEVER had someone in her life that she has trusted so completely with her heart. She cares more about you then she does all those past boyfriends put together. I don't think I've ever even heard her say that she might be in love with someone, never mind her walking into my office with that star struck look on her face all the time now. You can't even imagine how far she's come since she's met you."

Angela watched the hint of a smile on his lips, that didn't quite make it all the way to his eyes.

"Even with all the killers she's fought, all the horrible things in her past, nothing is scarier now to her then losing you Booth."

Booth understood why Bones felt that way, and he fought the sudden urge to go beat the shit out of Max and Russ. It was because of them leaving her like they did that she didn't trust anyone, and was too afraid to let herself fall in love for fear that they would leave like everyone else.

Booth understood the feeling. After Rebecca he promised himself that he would never let someone hurt him like she did. That was until Bones came along. Booth would do anything for her, if only to see her smile. He would be damned if he was going to give up on her now.

Angela got up to leave. She had to swing by the lab, there were a few details about the case that Cam wanted to go over.

"Don't let her slip away Booth, just remember that she loves you, no matter what happens next"

.......

Brennan's shirt and bra were completely off as she worked to free Collins of his belt. She tried to calm her shaking hands with a few deep breaths but it wasn't helping.

Collins grabbed her hands holding them still "Hey, it's okay, we can stop if you want"

Brennan glared at him; his soft tone only enforced her decision to get this over with quickly.

That's when they heard it, her phone ringing again. She groaned and quickly checking the caller ID.

Brennan jumped to sit on the side of his bed as the Jeffersonian flashed on her screen.

"Dr. Brennan"

"It's Cam we have a problem down at the lab that we need your assistance with"

"I was under the assumption that Cullen had informed the Jeffersonian that I was going to be off the case"

Cam paused as she tried to think of an excuse. She was hoping that Dr. Brennan wouldn't ask what was wrong, and that she would just come anyway.

"He did, but this doesn't have anything to do with the case"

"Can't it wait till tomorrow then?"

"No I'm afraid it can't. There's a problem with the security in your office, we think someone has hacked into your files and we need you here as soon as possible to confirm it"

Brennan sighed, unable to find a way out of this. "Alright I'll be there in ten minutes"

"Thank you"

Cam sighed sitting on one of the chairs in the lab, it was going to be a long night.

Brennan quickly dressed, not bothering to tell Collins what was going on. He sat there shocked at how she didn't look at him once as she was getting ready to leave.

He walked her to the door still stunned into silence.

"My place tomorrow night?"

Collins nodded accepting her offer without hesitance. She didn't offer a goodbye, nor an explanation of why she was leaving, just walked out.

.....

Angela arrived at the lab ready to confront Brennan. She saw cam working on the platform and went up to wait with her.

"Did she say she was coming?

"She said she be here soon"

Angela let out a sigh of relief; so far her plan was working.

"What did you make up anyway?"

"I said that we had a problem with the security in her office and that her files may have been compromised"

"Nice"

"Well it would be if we hadn't got this, turns out we have a real problem now" Cam said handing Angela a small box. "Someone left this up here after I called Dr. Brennan; it was addressed to the whole team."

Angela opened it to find a pair of red high heels.

Angela smirked and looked at Cam "Just my size too"

"Why would someone send us a pair of heels?" Cam asked

"I don't know but these are cute, I think they're designer"

"I'm just ganna take your word for that" Cam said as Angela grinned more.

"What's this?" Cam asked pulling an envelope out of the bottom of the box. She gave it to Angela with wide eyes. "It's addressed to you and Brennan"

Angela took it almost unwillingly. Strange things that got dropped off to the office never meant anything good. She opened it and pulled out a picture of her and Brennan walking down the street, and a note.

Before Angela could open the note, she saw Brennan walking across the lab to them.

"Alright, what files do I need to check?"

Cam looked fleetingly at Angela for something to say.

"Um..."

"There is no security breach Bren but thanks for answering my calls, me and Booth have been worried sick about you" Angela glared at her.

"Correction there wasn't a security breach but now there is" Cam said handing the photo to Brennan.

"I was busy... where did this come from?"

Cam pointed to the box and high heels on the table. "It came with that, someone sent it to the team"

Brennan's face shifted to shock. She walked over to the box and heels slowly as if at any moment they would blow up.

Her hands shook as she picked it up.

"Here you go, your standard issue uniform; black shirt, black skirt and pants, and red high heels. It may not be fit for a runway but the heels are actually not that bad. Now the guys will try and hit on you if they're drunk enough, but they won't try anything, not with Steven around"

"Thanks Miranda, I'm not sure what I'd do without you"

"You can call me Mandy"

"Mandy" Brennan said smiling at her new friend

Mandy hugged her before pulling back to smile at her, still holding onto her arms.

"No problem Bren, now let's get you dressed it's going to be a long night tonight"

It almost felt real sitting there in the club and Brennan almost believed she was there before the scene started to fade. Mandy's soft smile faded into Angela's worried one.

Angela had caught her as soon as she swayed dangerously close to falling over. She looked like she was somewhere else, her eyes unfocused, not hearing Angela's calls to her.

Angela held her until she saw Brennan slowly start to come back. She watched the emotions flash across her face.

"Sweetie are you okay?" Angela asked as she finally saw some recognition in her friends face. "Bren?"

"Yeah... I'm fine" Brennan stuttered.

"The hell you are, sit down for a minute, Cam went to get water" Angela walked her over to a chair, still clutching her arm to keep her on her feet.

"Really Mand, I'm fine" Brennan said without thinking.

Angela gave her a puzzled look.

"Sweetie, I'm Angela remember? And you are definitely not okay"

"That's what I meant, I'm sorry Ange"

Angela took the glass that Cam had returned with it and put it in Brennan's hands.

"Its fine, maybe I should call Booth and have him take you home, you don't look so good"

"NO!" Brennan said more forcefully than she had meant to as she jumped out of her seat. "I mean no, I'll be fine really. I just got a little dizzy there for a minute"

Angela knew there was more to this then what Brennan was saying but she let it go, for now.

"What else was in the box?"

Cam handed her the rest of the items, watching her to make sure she wasn't going to pass out. "A picture of you and Angela and a note, we haven't read it yet"

Brennan stared at the photo. She and Angela were on their way to lunch that day. Fear started to creep in and she realized where the box came from.

Angela took the note and opened it reading it out loud.

I've never had an artist in my bed, a lot of aspiring models, doctors, but never an artist.

That'll change soon; you know I always take good care of my girls.

Brennan whispered the last part, shaking once more but this time out of anger. If she had done a better job of protecting her friends, then Angela wouldn't be in the trouble she is now.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Angela asked her motioning to the letter.

"I'm so sorry Ange I should've... I should've done something earlier"

"Sweetie, what's going on?"

"Can you stay with Hodgins until all this is over?"

"Till what's over Bren, I have no idea what's going on!"

"Just trust me on this one okay?"

Brennan stood up shakily to hug her "please be careful!"

Angela watched her walk away, "Brennan where are you going?"

"I have someone I need to see"

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