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The next day Booth was sitting in his office working on his never ending, mind numbing paper work when Sweets walked into his office. Sitting on the chair across from Booth's desk, Sweets waited for Booth to look up from his paper work and acknowledge that he was there. After four minutes had passed, Sweets put his hand to mouth and coughed.

Puzzled that Booth still didn't look up, Sweets said, "Are you mad at me or something?"

Looking up from his forms, Booth sat back in his chair and put his hands on the arms of his chair. Frowning, Booth said, "I'm busy Sweets. What do you want?"

Frowning, Sweets said, "I just came to see how you and Dr. Brennan are doing. I tried to call her a few times yesterday and I never did get a hold of her. Cam said that you called in and let her know that Dr. Brennan was sick. I called over to your apartment; but, she didn't answer the phone. Is she ok? Is there anything I can do for her or for you?"

His face lacking expression, Booth said, "Bones is at her Dad's place."

Smiling, Sweets said, "Well that's good. Max will take good care of her."

Nodding his head, Booth said, "Yeah, I have work to do Sweets." Picking up his waiting form, Booth looked at it, dismissing Sweets.

Scratching his right ear, Sweets stood up and said, "Well, I guess I better go." Not seeing any acknowledgement from Booth, Sweets left Booth's office and walked back to his office. Sitting down on the couch facing the door, Sweets worried about Booth's attitude. Grimacing, Sweets took his cell phone out of his jacket pocket and dialed Max's phone number.

Listening to it ring, Sweets finally heard Max answer the phone, "It's your dime."

"Hi, Max," Sweets said, "I was just calling to check on Dr. Brennan. Is she doing ok? I heard she was sick. Can I talk to her?"

"Don't know what your talking about, Sweets," Max said. "Tempe isn't here."

Frowning, Sweets said, "Booth said that Dr. Brennan is sick and she's over at your place."

"No," Max said, "She isn't here."

Puzzled, Sweets said, "Why would Booth say she's there when she isn't? Do you know where she is?"

Smiling, Max said, "No, Sweets. I haven't seen her for days. Booth is probably yanking your chain. He does that. She's probably at home. Hey, I got to go."

Worried, Sweets said, "Sure. Ok, thanks."

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Shortly after Sweets left his office, Booth called Brennan's cell, getting her voice mail, Booth said, "Call me."

Waiting, Booth's phone rang after a six minute wait, "Hey, Bones. How you doing?"

Smiling, Brennan said, "I'm fine. I told you this morning that my migraine was gone. Our shower together should have confirmed that. What I want to know is, how is your back? Are you being careful today? I don't want you to aggravate your back today."

Glancing at his watch, Booth said, "My back is fine. It was fine after you fixed it last night with your magic fingers. Look, Sweets came by a little while ago. He's worried that he couldn't make contact with you yesterday. He said he tried a few times."

Nodding her head, Brennan said, "Good. Let him worry. Dad, Angela and Hodgins all know what they're supposed to do if he calls them."

Laughing, Booth said, "Remind me never to get you pissed at me."

Laughing, Brennan said, "Consider yourself warned."

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After his last session that morning, Sweets left his office and drove over to the Jeffersonian. Walking into the Lab, Sweets walked over to Hodgins' office.

Looking through the doorway, Sweets saw Hodgins feeding his snakes. Not a big fan of snakes, Sweets walked over to where Hodgins was standing and said, "Have you seen Dr. Brennan lately?"

Shaking his head, Hodgins continued to look at one of his snakes as it stalked a small white mouse. "Booth called Cam and said she's still sick."

Feeling a little sick seeing the snake corner the mouse, Sweets turned his back on the snake enclosure and said, "I talked to Booth this morning and he said Dr. Brennan is at Max's place. I called Max and Max said he hasn't seen Dr. Brennan for a few days."

Shrugging his shoulders, Hodgins watched the snake strike its head toward the mouse and grab it in his mouth. "You know how Booth is, he's probably yanking your chain. Dr. Brennan is probably home and she's just not answering her phone."

Shaking his head, Sweets said, "Something is wrong. I don't know what it is; but, something is definitely wrong."

Glancing at Sweets, Hodgins said, "You didn't tell Booth about the blond haired man did you?"

Frowning, Sweets said, "Well, sort of. I did mention that I saw Dr. Brennan across the street from the Cracked Egg talking to some man I'd never seen before."

Rolling his eyes at Sweets, Hodgins said, "Why the Hell would you do that? You know how jealous Booth can be. Are you trying to get Booth and Dr. Brennan fighting? Use some sense, Dude."

Shaking his head, Sweets said, "Booth and Dr. Brennan won't get into a fight over that. Why would they?"

Crossing his arms across his chest, Hodgins said, "You've got to be kidding me. Booth is the jealous type. You have to know that by now. Everyone else does. What are trying to do, throw gasoline on a fire?"

Worried, Sweet nodded his head and said, "Booth is the jealous type, isn't he. Maybe I'll go by Booth's apartment and check on Dr. Brennan."

Turning back to his snake, Hodgins said, "Maybe you should mind your own business, Sweets. Stop interfering in their lives."

Angry, Sweets said, "I'm not interfering in their lives. I'm their friend and I'm just showing concern."

Sighing, Hodgins said, "What ever Dude."

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Hodgins tried to warn Sweets. He really did try. Up next: Sweets starts to panic.