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Ok, I know I said I wouldn't release this until tomorrow; but, it's written, you want to read it; so, here you go.

I don't own Bones.

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Booth had been sitting in his office working on the never ending paper work when Sweets walked into his office. Sitting on the chair across from Booth's desk, Sweets' eyes were drawn to Booth's shirt sleeves and the small blood stain on the right sleeve.

Nodding his head towards the blood stain, Sweets said, "Did you know you have blood on your right shirt sleeve?"

Looking up, Booth smiled and said, "Just a little kitchen accident. It's alright."

Nodding his head, Sweets looked at Booth's smiling face and said, "Uh, how are you and Dr. Brennan getting along lately? You know you're both under a lot of stress and if you need my help I'm here for you and Dr. Brennan. You can talk to me about anything. Anything at all."

Shrugging his shoulders, Booth said, "We're fine. We aren't under a lot of stress. We're happy."

Smiling, Sweets said, "Uh, does Dr. Brennan have any family in town right now visiting?"

Frowning, Booth said, "Nope."

Looking at Booth's right shirt sleeve, Sweets said, "Do you have any relatives in town visiting?"

Cocking his head to the side, Booth said, "Nope. Why do you want to know?"

Clearing his throat, Sweets said, "Oh, no reason. I was over at the Cracked Egg the other day and I saw Dr. Brennan talking to some man I had never seen before. I just thought he might be a relative of hers or maybe yours."

Pursing his lips, Booth said, "She was in the Cracked Egg with some guy?"

Shaking his head, Sweets said, "No, she was across the street on the sidewalk in front of Littleton, Littleton and Reed. I didn't recognize the guy; so, I just assumed that the guy was a relative or maybe a really close friend."

Staring at Sweets, Booth said, "You do know she's talks to people that aren't relatives and she does have friends. Men friends as well as women friends. Just because she's talking to some man you don't recognize doesn't mean she's having an affair or something."

Nervous laughter escaping his mouth, Sweets said, "Ha, yeah, of course." Looking at his watch, Sweets said, "Oh look at the time I've really got to go. I've got this meeting I have to go to. Yeah, I can't miss it."

Standing up, Sweets looked at Booth's right shirt sleeve again, looked back at Booth's watchful face, turned around and left the room.

As soon as Sweets left the room and was out of earshot, Booth laughed, picked up his IPhone and dialed home. Hearing the answering machine pick up, Booth said, "Call me when you can" and ended his call.

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Eleven minutes later, Booth's Iphone rang. Answering, Booth said, "Hey, how are you doing?"

Smiling, Brennan said, "I'm fine. I'm using all of this free time I have to catch up on reading some of my journals. I've really been neglecting them lately. I found a very interesting article about Easter Island and I think Parker would be interested in it too. I'll have to save the journal for him."

Smiling, Booth said, "That sounds nice. Hey, I think I found out where the idea of you having an affair came from. Sweets was just in my office and he said he saw you with some guy outside that new restaurant, "The Cracked Egg". It's across the street from Littleton, Littleton and Reed."

Frowning, Brennan said, "Sweets. I should have known. He is incapable of minding his own business. Instead of walking across the street and talking to me he runs to Angela and Hodgins and spreads rumors. For a psychologist he certainly jumps to a lot of conclusions. I'm five months pregnant. Who would have a affair with someone who is five months pregnant? What's wrong with him that he can't behave in a professional manner?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Booth said, "Eh, Sweets' is twelve."

Shaking her head, Brennan said, "He's twenty four years old and I think it's time he grew up and behaved like an adult. He certainly needs to quit spreading gossip. It's very unprofessional."

Smiling, Booth said, "As professional as Angela and Hodgins?"

Nodding her head, Brennan said, 'Yes, you do have a point. They need to grow up as well."

Looking at his empty doorway, Booth said, "Sweets saw the blood on my shirt sleeve."

Smiling, Brennan said, "Good, what did he say?"

Looking at his sleeve, Booth said, "Nothing. I told him it was a kitchen accident and he didn't say anything about it. He did keep looking at it though. I'm going to come home at lunch time and change my shirt. No one else needs to see it."

Smiling Brennan said, "I'll help you change your clothes if you'd like."

Laughing, Booth said, "I said my shirt not my clothes."

Smiling, Brennan said, "Shirt, clothes, we'll see."

Shaking his head, Booth smiled and said, "You really must be bored."

Frowning, Brennan said, "You have no idea, Booth."

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Well Booth has found his additional target. Too bad Sweets isn't aware of it yet. He will though, eventually. Reviews would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.