Thanks for the reviews and alerts. Sorry, if there was confusion between the dream and when Booth woke up on the last chapter. I didn't put the dream in italics because I didn't want to give it away (please forgive me).

This one was suggested by EmmyMayyy, Brennan cleaning out her closet and finding a long time forgotten article of clothing.

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The Dress

"So, I'll pick you up at seven?" Booth asked before walking out of Brennan's office. Brennan stared at Booth. "Oh, don't tell me you forgot? You're my date to the FBI banquet tonight, remember?"

"Oh, right the banquet." Brennan had totally forgotten about it.

"You're still going with me, right?" He asked hoping she would say yes.

"Of course, seven it is." She told him with a smile and with that he exited her office.

A few minutes after Booth left, Angela walked in. "Hey, sweetie. You ready for my art exhibit?" Angela sat across from Brennan. Brennan stopped typing. Shit. I forgot about Angela's art exhibit. "You forgot?" Angela asked. "You're still going, right?"

"Yes. I'm sorry I forgot. This case we just finished was really frustrating. I also forgot about the FBI banquet tonight. But, I can assure you that I will be attending your art exhibit. I'm looking forward to it." Brennan assured her friend with a smile. "I'm happy for you."

"There will be other artists too, but I couldn't have done it without the cash you gave me."

"You deserved it." Brennan said with a smile.

"Maybe, maybe not. You're the one who actually writes the books, but thanks for the more than generous amount you gave me." Angela said with a chuckle. "Hey, remember that canvas short jacket with buckle belt you have?"

"The black one?" Brennan asked and Angela nodded. "I haven't used it in a while, but I think I still have it."

"Can I borrow it? I bought this cute ensemble for the exhibit and that jacket would go fabulous with it. I've searched everywhere, but can't find one like it. I should have bought one when you bought yours."

"Sure. You want me to take it to your place before the exhibit tomorrow?"

"No, just give it to me at the banquet."

"You're going to the banquet?" Brennan asked.

"Yeah, we're all invited. See you there." Angela told her before leaving.

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Brennan chose a simple navy blue dress to wear to the banquet. She started looking for the jacket Angela wanted to borrow once she was dressed. Brennan was amazed at the number of articles of clothing she had no idea she even own. She took out a red blouse she didn't even remember buying. As she searched for the jacket she tossed to one side the articles of clothing she didn't wear. She was going to take them to a charity or something.

Brennan's cell rang. Seeing it was Booth, Brennan answered. "Brennan."

"Hey, Bones. Just calling to remind you that I'll pick you up…" Brennan cut him off.

"At seven. Yes, got it. Hey, I'm going to leave my front door open and just come on in. I'm looking for jacket Angela wants to borrow and I'm still searching. I'll be in my bedroom."

"Bones! You can't leave your front door open. What if someone else goes in?" Booth scolded.

"Fine, just use your spare key to come in." Brennan hung up.

"Yes!" Brennan exclaimed when she finally found the jacket. She tossed it on the bed and put all the clothes she was going to get rid of in a corner of her closet. That's when she spotted the black dress. It was the one Booth had chosen for her in Vegas. She wondered if it still fit after all these years. Looking at her cell she saw she had about fifteen minutes before Booth showed up.

Booth opened the front door to her apartment and unsuspectingly walked towards her bedroom. His eyes almost popped out of the sockets when her dress slipped to the floor. He admired her toned legs and the sexy (he found it sexy) panties and bra she was wearing. He knew it wasn't right for him to be watching her as she put on the black dress. Her back was to him, but he could tell that was the dress he picked for her in Vegas.

"Sorry, Bones. I didn't know you were changing your clothes." He managed to say when she turned around and saw him standing in the door way.

"Sorry, I thought you weren't going to be here for another few minutes."

"Yeah, I should have told you I was here. The Vegas dress, huh?" He asked.

"Yeah, I saw it and wanted to try it on. I'm amazed it still fits even after over two years." She said with a smile. "I'll change and we can be on our way."

"No!" Brennan stared. "I mean, you don't have to change it. It fits you perfectly and it goes with the heels." He wasn't actually looking at the heels.

"Really?" She asked, although she knew the answer from the way he looked at her. "Help me with the zipper." Brennan turned around and Booth helped her zip up the dress.

"Hot." He breathed in her ear. They stood still for a few seconds until Brennan turned and walked past him. She grabbed her cell and the jacket for Angela. "Let's go, Booth."

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"I'm going to get some more punch." Brennan told Booth as she rose from her chair.

"I'll get it, if you want." Booth offered, but Brennan smiled and walked towards the table where the drinks were being served.

Booth was going to follow her when Angela sat next to him. "Hey, stud muffin."

"Hi, Angela." Booth smiled at the compliment.

"Congratulations on the merit award." Booth and the squints had received an award for their crime solving success.

"You guys got the same award and congrats on your exhibit."

"Thanks, you going?" Angela asked.

"Wouldn't miss it." Booth hugged her to show he was happy for her.

"Brennan looks so hot in that dress." Those words caused Booth to smile. He had chosen that dress for her. "And she's so getting checked out." Booth saw Agent Banks approaching Brennan. Banks was a notorious horn dog and although Booth knew his Bones could take care of herself, he kept her eyes on her.

Brennan had started to walk back to her table, but turned around suddenly. A yelp of pain escaped from Agent Banks. Booth and Angela quickly made their way towards Brennan and saw the man on the floor. Brennan had snapped the man's wrist.

Booth followed Brennan as she walked away. A small crowd had formed and it was no surprise to anyone that the anthropologist had hurt the man. Booth had heard a couple of the women say, 'About time someone put him in his place.'

Booth knew that the agent had tried something and had paid the price. He drove Brennan silently to her place. He would wait until she told him what happened.

"You want something to drink?" She offered, but he said no. Brennan walked to the couch with a glass of water. "Sorry, I ruined the banquet for you."

"Don't be sorry. You didn't ruin anything." He placed a hand on her shoulder. "What happened?" He waited for her to answer.

"Oh, you know…I snapped his wrist." She said happy to have done so.

"I know, but why?" He couldn't help but chuckle at the happiness in her voice when she said she had snapped the man's wrist.

Brennan leaned closer and whispered in his ear. "He invited me for a quickie in the restroom." Booth gulped at the feel of her breath on his ear.

"What a surprise? That man's a notorious horn dog." Booth felt a little guilty. He thought it was his fault in a way since he had told her to keep the dress on, but then again she was minding her own business not throwing herself at that idiot. How dare he? "But hey, I know that's not why you broke his wrist. Did he touch you?" Booth asked as he turned to look at her.

"He grabbed my butt." Brennan told him as she took another drink of her water.

"That'll show him." Booth congratulated her with a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Do you think I look hot in this dress?" She asked.

"You know the answer to that." His voice grew serious. She looked so beautiful and he contemplated the possibility of giving her a kiss. The decision was made for him when Brennan's lips took his in a kiss. The kiss was slow at first, but as soon as her tongue asked for entrance the kiss turned into a passionate one.

Their kissing continued as they made their way to her bedroom. Booth knew that they would have to talk about this, but at the moment he couldn't stop himself from kissing her. He wouldn't let her run if she tried.

Her hands pushed his suit jacket off and removed his tie. Booth's arms quickly wrapped around her body as he kissed her jaw and neck. His hands moved to cup her behind and Booth whispered teasingly, "Don't break my wrist." She laughed sexily as her hands worked on the buttons of his shirt and quickly removed it when she was done. Her hands touched his muscularity as their lips met for yet another passionate kiss.

She removed his pants and boxers quickly after he lowered the zipper of her dress. Booth pushed the straps down her arms, slowly lowering the dress. "I wanted to do that ever since you wore this the first time." Booth whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Once their bodies were freed of the barriers of clothing they fell into bed kissing and touching. They enjoyed each other and it was evident to both of them that their biological urges were not the only ones speaking.

He entered her heat and set a slow rhythm. He leaned to kiss her lips as they adjusted to the feeling of their bodies joined at last.

Taking a pebbled nipple in his mouth and using his fingers to give the other attention, Booth increased the rhythm of his thrusts. Brennan's legs wrapped tightly around his waist and bucket her hips to meet his every move. Their bodies were washed by satisfying waves of pleasure.

They kissed as Booth rolled them to have her on top of his body. They lied there content and satisfied. I'm glad I wore that dress. Brennan thought

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