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Arriving home that evening, Booth found Brennan lying on the bed in their darkened bedroom with a damp washcloth over her forehead and her eyes closed. Concerned, Booth knelt down next to the bed and touched Brennan's face lightly.

Keeping her eyes closed, Brennan said, "It's just a migraine, Booth. I took my meds and the pain isn't as bad as it was."

Leaning back on his heels, Booth said, "Can I do anything for you?"

Shaking her head, Brennan said, "No, I just need the room to remain dark and I really need to just need to lay here."

Nodding, Booth leaned over, kissed her cheek and stood up. Walking over to the doorway, Booth looked back and said, "I'll be in the living room. You call me if you need me." Closing the door, Booth left the door open a crack so that he could hear Brennan if she called to him.

Walking into the living room, Booth took his jacket off as well as his tie. Turning the TV on, he turned the sound off and put on captioning. Sighing, Booth sat down and surfed the channels until he found a ball game. Leaning back on the couch, Booth flipped off his shoes and relaxed as best as could. Brennan's migraine made him nervous. Ever since he had the brain tumor, every migraine, whether it was his or hers made him nervous. That's just the way it was.

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Booth had been sleeping on the couch, when the phone rang. Groggy, Booth reached for his jacket, pulled out his phone and accepted his call. Seeing that it was Tim, Booth scrubbed his face with his left hand and said, "Booth."

"Hey, Booth," Tim said, "Can I talk to Temperance?"

"Nah, Tim," Booth said, "Bones is asleep. She has a migraine tonight."

"Oh, man, I hate those," Tim said. "Do you have a minute? Can I talk to you?"

Looking at his watch, Booth saw it was just 7:30 p.m. "Sure," Booth said, "What can I do for you?"

"I just wanted to let you and Temperance know that Caroline called and she said Judge Morrow has accepted all of our documentation. I have a psychologist lined up to go with me to the next meeting and the judge is going to allow it," Tim explained.

Concerned, Booth said, "I thought Caroline said that Judge Morrow had said he didn't want to hear outside experts and the documentation was all he needed."

Smiling, Tim said, "Yeah but Caroline talked the Judge into allowing Dr. Webb into the room to answer any questions that the Judge might have. Judge Morrow is pretty nice. He said it's important that if he allows this to happen it has to be done within the letter of the law. He told Caroline that we have to have all of our Is dotted and all our Ts crossed. He's appointed; but, he said can still catch flack if this is handled wrong."

Nodding his head, Booth said, "He's right. That's why it's important that no one knows what's going on right now. Once it's done it will be fait accompli and there won't be a hell of a lot anyone can do to reverse it."

Smiling, Tim said, "Could you tell Temperance that the Judge has postponed our next meeting. His work load is kind of heavy. He thinks he can open up his schedule for a meeting two days from now. Caroline said she'll let me know when exactly. When she lets me know, I'll let her know."

"I'll tell her," Booth said, "This is looking real good, Tim. It may work out after all."

Nodding his head, Tim said, "Well, I'll let you go Booth. I've already said this to Temperance and now I'm going to say this to you. Thanks, Booth. You are the best. Me and the family really appreciate the loyalty you've shown us. You and Temperance are in our prayers every Sunday."

Flattered, Booth said, "Thanks Tim. I can use it."

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After the call was ended, Booth went into the kitchen and made himself a sandwich. He didn't want to cook anything. The odor of cooking food would be the last thing Brennan would want to smell. Sitting back onto the couch, Booth ate his sandwich and drank a beer. He didn't have a clue what was going on with the game; but, it didn't really matter. The score told him that his team was losing. Again.

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Booth had just finished his sandwich and beer when his phone rang again. Looking at the caller ID, Booth sighed and then answered the phone, "Booth".

A little nervous, Sweets said, "Uh, Agent Booth. I was wondering if I could talk to you. It's important."

Smiling, Booth said, "No" and ended the call.

Surprised, Sweets said to himself, "That is not good."

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Booth had been asleep for a while when he woke up with a gasp. Looking at the wall clock across the room, Booth saw that it was 03:18 a.m. He had fallen asleep on the couch and now his back was really hurting. Trying not to bend his back as much as possible, Booth got up off of the couch and walked very slowly into the bedroom. Seeing that Brennan was asleep, Booth walked over to his side of the bed and tried to lay down as quietly as possible. Gasping and with a quiet moan, Booth laid as still as possible.

Brennan hearing the gasps and moan, woke up and turned to look at Booth. She saw the pain on his face and said, "Booth, what did you do?"

His eyes closed, Booth said, "Don't worry about it Bones. Go back to sleep."

Leaning over him, Brennan said, "Did you sleep on the couch? You know you can't do that."

Licking his lips, Booth said, "Go back to sleep, Bones. It's alright. You have a migraine."

Shaking her head, Brennan rolled over to the edge of her side of the bed and stood up. Walking over to the doorway she flipped the light switch that turned the overhead light on. Walking around the bed, Brennan said, "The headache is gone, Booth. I'm going to give you a massage. You promised me that you wouldn't sleep on that lumpy couch anymore."

Sighing, Booth said, "Let me get up and take my pants off."

Putting her hands on his shoulders, Brennan said, "Just lift your hips when I say to and I'll do it."

Once, she had his pants removed, Brennan massaged Booth's muscles using the traditional Thai method that she had learned just for him. Shaking her head, she slowly worked the muscles on his upper and lower legs. Eventually, she saw the pain disappear from Booth's face.

Finishing up the massage, Brennan said, "Ok, I need you to get up slowly and go into the bathroom and take a hot shower."

Smiling, Booth opened this eyes and said, "Thanks, Bones. I don't know what I'd do with out you."

Getting off of the bed as gingerly as possible, Booth stood up and looked at Brennan, "Want to take a shower with me? It might be fun."

Smiling, Brennan said, "Not hardly. You need the shower to help the muscles in your back relax. I don't think what you have in mind would be very relaxing."

Disappointed, Booth said, "Ok, thanks anyways." Smiling, Booth put his right hand on Brennan's cheek and kissed her. Turning around slowly, Booth walked into the bathroom for his shower.

Smiling, Brennan sat down on the edge of the bed and watched Booth walk into the bathroom. Once she heard the water running, Brennan walked into the bathroom, removed her shorts and top then bra and panties and stepped into the shower.

Putting her arms around Booth's waist, Brennan said, "I thought you might need help washing your back."

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This may have seemed like a filler; but, you needed to know about Tim's case with Judge Morrow. All will be made clear somewhere in this story. I promise. You will find out who Tim is and what is going on. I did give you one hint earlier in this story. It wasn't much of a hint; but, it was there. Next Chapter: Booth and Brennan advance their joke against Sweets.