Booth swiped his I.D card, and walked up behind Brennan trying to surprise her.

He placed his hands on her waist, and she jumped slightly, "Boo!" He whispered, against her hair, grazing her ear.

"You didn't scare me." She informed him, tightly, not looking up from the skeleton.

Booth didn't answer, instead he got closer to her, his groin up against her lower back and butt.

She gasped, "What are you doing?"

"No one- at the moment." Booth smiled, twirling the doctor around, and pushing her up against the free table behind him.

Neither noticed that Angela, Sweets, and Hodgins, had stopped short, watching the two just partners, intently, shocked.

It's true, they fore played, and flirted all the time, but they never actually touched.

Booth pushed some of Brennan's hair out of her eyes, and she licked her lips, her hands, coming up to his chest.

"I'm not one for public affection."

"Oh, please, you flirt shamelessly at crime scenes. And you must know what you wear… it's not appropriate."

"I'm a proud, accomplished woman." She smiled, slightly shifting closer to him, their noses touched, tip to tip.

"That doesn't need a man, every once in a while?" Booth asked, smiling- their lips were so close, and he smelt her perfume, and hot breath so sharply, that she smelt completely different. Perfect.

"You're right," Brennan, crocked her head, teasing Booth's nose. "Once in a while, isn't enough. In fact, I may need some help, right now."

"In your sacred lab, Bones?" Booth asked, smiling, ear to ear, truly happy.

Some one, loudly, rudely, swallowed. The partners looked away from each other, turning to an amused Cam.

"I thought you two were the respectful ones." Cam looked between the two of them, pretending to be greatly disappointed in them.

Angela laughed, "No, Cam, they are worse then Jack and I, you just never noticed, because there was no obvious physical contact. Just a lot of looks, small touches, and puns."

"Don't forget the 'paper work' and 'under cover' excuses." Hodgins added.

Booth looked shocked, they noticed? Bones doesn't even notice what we do.

"I'm confused," Brennan cut in, trying to explain her self, "I was just helping Booth with hiding his true identity, from his outing last night. Obviously he didn't want people to know about his sexual preference- I was just playing along. He's gay." Brennan almost laughed.

"What's so funny?" Booth asked, not bothering to stress that he wasn't gay.

"Doctor Brennan, perhaps he is not the one hiding." Proposed Sweets.

"Yeah, Bones, cause I'm not. Gay, or hiding." Booth clarified, agreeing with Sweets for once.

"Booth, I don't care if you're gay or not. I'll love you no matter what." Bones promised, and Booth rolled his eyes.

There was silence, until Angela couldn't take it anymore. "She finally admits she loves him, and he doesn't even hear it!" She cried, throwing up her hands, giving up.

"That's because she doesn't mean it that way." Booth explained.

"In what way?" Brennan asked.

"The real way." Booth clarified.

"Everything is okay though," Bones started, "Because it doesn't matter how she means it, it doesn't matter how much, or to what degree, because he is gay."

"I'm not gay!" Booth cried.

"Bren, everything is not okay if she loves him, and he's gay, then her heart is broken, and her best friend knows that there is no possibility of if." Angela stared Brennan down, but she refused to look at Angela.

"I'm not gay!"