A/N: Hello again, everyone! I am so incredibly sorry for my long absence on this story. Little miss muse just wouldn't come around for this one and I've been having severe writer's block because of it. Anyway, here's a short update. This summer is going to be incredibly busy for me unfortunately so hopefully I can continue this at a somewhat steady pace. Please enjoy and let me know what you think! :)


Brennan's eyes opened the next morning and the only thing she saw was an empty bed. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and sat up. Brennan looked at the alarm clock. She had slept past ten and had an extremely empty stomach. Her stomach rumbled and she moved to get out of bed.

"Stop right there," she heard Booth say. Brennan turned around to look in the doorway but the door was only open a crack. He gently kicked the door open and brought a tray of food in.

"Get back in bed. Pops and J left. Not sure where they went. But I thought we could eat breakfast in bed," he said, smiling her.

She slid back under the sheets as Booth sat the tray on the table next to the bed. He moved back under the covers next to her and handed Brennan her food.

"Cinnamon toast and fruit for you and bacon and eggs for me!"

Brennan smiled at him and took her food.

"Thank you. Listen about last night," she began but Booth cut her off before she could even finish.

"Let's just eat first before we talk. Please," Booth begged.

"Can I just say-"

"No," he stopped her again, "Please, Bren. We'll talk after breakfast." Booth shoved an entire slice of bacon in his mouth and was watching Bren to eat some of her food.

"Booth, I love you." She looked at him expectantly, and when he didn't do anything but stare at her, she started to pick at her fruit.

"Sorry. I don't know what got into me," she mumbled as she popped a grape in her mouth.

Booth snapped out of his trance, shook it off and grabbed her free hand. "Bren…"

"Look, I know I've told you I love you before. But, I really do. I didn't mean to overstep with your mom. I just wanted to help. I know you would help me with something like that if I knew more about where my parents went. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you to make that step," Brennan interrupted him. She avoided looking at him and kept playing with her food.

"Bren, you don't need to apologize. What happened last night is not your fault. I just need to learn how to control my temper. I'm the one that needs to apologize. I can't lose you, Bren. I'm so sorry."

She leaned over him and kissed him. "Let's just forget about it, okay? It's over and done with. I'm not going to tell you how you handle your mother now that you've found her. You do what you want. Can we eat breakfast now? I'm really hungry."

"I have a better idea," he whispered. He took her plate, despite her "Hey! I wasn't done with that", and set it down on the tray next to his.

Booth pulled her close and kissed her slowly. She couldn't hold back a moan and it only encouraged him. His hands slid under her shirt and she pressed her body to his. Booth tugged at her shirt and she pulled it off and it fell to the floor, his joining hers not long after. Brennan yanked at his gym shorts and boxers. He kissed her fast and hard and it only fueled her more. They were lost in each other. Neither of them heard the backdoor open and slam shut.

"Seel?" Jared stuck his head in the door, getting an eye full of something he knew he'd regret.

"Jared! Get outta here! Damn it!" Booth yelled at his little brother. Brennan's face was redder than it ever had been and she pulled the sheets over her as far as they could go.

Booth looked back at Brennan and blushed too.

"Promise we'll finish this later?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

Instead of a verbal response, she kissed him softly and nodded.

"Let's get dressed before Pops walks in too. Come on, we gotta get ready for the Phillies game."