Disclaimer: I don't own Bones and it's a good thing or the show might have been canceled.
Nertooold54: Nothing like a good party with a hundred of your closest friends huh. /snicker wait til you see where people are crashing.
Silver Maker: Found those shirts on Cafe Press, they were changed just a slight bit for story purposes but hey it is Cafe Press you can have them customized.
Yenyen76: Yeah, but she's a big girl she can duck her for as long as she wants LOL. I understand everyone has a right to be happy in their own way and I respect that. But those bouncy, happy type people annoy me. =D
Jenheir1: I almost wet myself laughing when I saw that tee shirt. I was like I HAVE to use this. Hey had to have some fluffy, sappy and sweet for them ;-). Yeah we're sneaking up on the end.
Angelbach: Lol everyone seems to be loving those tee shirts. Looks like I'll have to go shopping for some more for the gang. Yeah well if I've learned anything it's that the better apartments are upstairs. They're bribing you for having to use the elevator or climb stairs. Rebecca is just a passing annoyance nothing to fret over.
Thank you all for your reviews I really do appreciate them.
Chapter 63 – Happy New Year, Baby - SMUT
"She is annoying me to no end," Michelle groaned as she rested her cheek on his chest.
She felt him shift then felt his cheek on the top of her head. She suddenly realized when he had his cheek on her temple he'd crouched down using his upper body. The song ended and Michelle pulled back from him with a shy smile.
"Sorry I'm not a little taller, I know that can't be comfortable," she said quietly.
"Ha, you think I care about that? Uncomfortable is lying in a bush with a rock on your crotch and being unable to do anything about it. This, I like," he said, pulling her close in a hug. She giggled and let out a contented sigh.
"Can we get out of here?" She whined, pouting prettily at him. He chuckled and ran his hand down her back.
"It's your party, Baby," he told her.
"No, it's Tanya's party. It's just at our house," she said.
"Ahh, see that makes things different. Mingle for another half an hour and then we'll disappear," he said, grinning at her.
She let out a resigned grunt and stepped further back. He leaned over and pecked her on the forehead. Turning, he disappeared into the crowd, leaving Michelle standing there. Spinning on her heel, she moved through the crowd. Legates spent the next half an hour talking to the guys in his unit and keeping an eye on Michelle. He saw her slip into the bedroom and smirked. Techie raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'm disappearing and don't come looking for me," Legates muttered.
"Seriously, now in a house full of people?" Techie muttered with a grin.
"Yep," Legates answered as he moved away from the group in the corner.
He weaved in and out of people. Pushing the bedroom door open, he walked in then locked the door behind himself. He looked around and didn't see Michelle. Padding quietly to the bathroom, he pushed the door open and peeked in. The bathroom was dark and empty. Looking around, he saw the curtains over the balcony doors billow. Smiling, he walked to the balcony and slipped out.
Michelle was leaning on the railing, looking out at the traffic passing on the road below the apartment. Walking up behind her, he put an arm on each side of her. Michelle smiled when she felt him press against her back. She hummed when he placed a kiss behind her ear.
"Wouldn't you rather be with your friends?" He asked in a low whisper.
"Nope, rather be here with you than with all of them any day of the week," she said, smiling.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her as close as he could get her. Dropping his hand lightly, he ran his hand up her thigh to the edge of her skirt.
"This skirt has been driving me nuts all night long," he growled. She chuckled and wiggled against him.
"So what are you going to do about it?" She asked throatily.
"Well, I'm going to reach up under it," he paused.
"And?" She asked, grinning.
"And I am going to tear your panties off and make you come any way that I can," he said, placing a nipping kiss on her neck. She rolled her head to the side and moaned.
"That's acceptable if you replace my panties," she said breathlessly.
Growling low in his throat, he pushed his hand under her skirt. As he was reaching for her hip, the heel of his hand brushed against her. Moaning, she pushed toward his hand.
"Ahh, someone else has been having fun thoughts," he muttered, hooking his fingers in the lace on her panties.
"Mmmmhmmm," she murmured.
He tugged and the sides broke with an audible tear. The sound of her panties tearing made Michelle gasp and a flood of moisture pooled between her legs. Who'd have thought that it would be a turn on? He slid his hand across to her other hip and ripped the other side of her panties. This time, Michelle gave a moan as she thrust towards his hands.
He chuckled and pulled her away from the railing. Backing up, he turned her around and sat down in the lounger behind him. She straddled him and leaned over. He leaned up and their mouths met in the middle. She wiggled and his jeans brushed against her. She groaned at the friction and wiggled again.
"If you don't stop humping me," he warned in a growl.
"Then you'd better start doing something," she murmured as she reached down and popped the button on his jeans.
He sucked in a breath and reached between them. Her skirt had ridden up over her hips leaving her open to his probing fingers. She sighed as his fingers slid into her wetness. She ground against his hand with a moan. As she ground against him, he moved his thumb and groaned as she rode his fingers. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she slid up and down, swiveling her hips causing pleasure to shoot all over her body.
"God," she moaned in a whisper.
Legates reached between them with his other hand and pushed her shirt up. She leaned in closer and he began to kiss the available skin that was showing. He continued pumping his fingers to correspond to her riding motion. He could feel her walls start to flutter and he yanked his fingers out. She moaned at the loss of his fingers.
Pulling back, he unzipped his zipper. He was getting ready to pull himself out when she reached between them and did it for him. He shuddered as her hand wrapped around him. He could faintly hear the crowd in the living room counting down the last few seconds of 2011. He pulled her forward and held her over himself. He stopped at her entrance and waited.
When the voices reached one he slammed into her making her moan and throw her head back. She shuddered with the orgasm that rolled over her body as Auld Lange Syne echoed from the living room. She began to rock her hips making him gasp as her wet heat slid up and down his length. Unable to stop himself, he began to thrust from underneath her.
She groaned as he filled her, pulled out then filled her again. Rolling her head back, she quickened her movements, making him gasp in pleasure. She clenched her muscles making him moan in a low throaty tone. She started to swivel her hips on the downstroke and he realized she was looking for stimulation. Leaning back slightly, he pushed his finger against her clit.
She began to rock faster and he sucked in a gasp as she began to clench around him again. He heard the pop of fireworks from Washington D.C proper and shuddered with his release. Michelle sagged as he reached up and wrapped his arms around her back. Pulling her against his chest, he leaned back in the lounger and panted as he came down from his high. She took several deep breaths and he was stunned that her breathing evened out so quick.
"Happy New Year," she muttered. He took a breath and barked out a laugh.
"Happy New Year, Baby," he whispered, dropping a kiss on the top of her head.
"Can we go in? My butt cheeks are freezing," she murmured.
He snorted then started laughing. Lifting her up, he waited as she got her feet under her. She stepped over the lounger and yanked her skirt down. With the loss of her body, he felt his exposed body parts try to crawl up into his body for heat. He quickly zipped up then stood up. With his hand on her hip, he guided her into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Michelle moved towards the bathroom, pausing to get her pajamas from the dresser. He smiled as she disappeared into the bathroom. This would be one New Year's Eve he'd not soon forget. He quickly changed into his pajama pants and unlocked the bedroom door. When Michelle came out of the bathroom, he slipped in and she crawled into the bed. Rolling over, she turned on the lamp then rolled back to her former position.
Legates snorted when he came out of the bathroom and found her with the blankets and pillows nested around her. He climbed into the bed and readjusted the covers so that he had one pillow and some of the blanket. She hummed in pleasure and wiggled closer to him. He chuckled and ran his hand down her back. She let a smile slide across her face as she fell asleep.
Neither heard the door open a few hours later or the people slip quietly into the room. Michelle jerked awake and shot up straight in the bed when the light switch on the lamp clicked, turning it off. Legates sat up and grunted. Michelle scrabbled to the lamp, planting her knee in someone's chest as she reached for the lamp.
"Baby?" Legates muttered, rubbing his eyes. The light came on and the lump under Michelle's knee groaned. Michelle looked down and jumped back.
"Josh, why is Techie in our bed?" She mumbled, still shaking from the adrenaline.
"I don't know. Honey bun, why are you in my bed?" Legates asked, flicking Techie's ear.
"Because, the floor in here is taken and I'm not sleeping with Magg's unit in the other room," Techie muttered, "shut the light off."
"Sleep in the living room if you have a problem with the light," Legates snapped, his eyes flashing in irritation.
Techie grunted, rolled over and a snore promptly issued from him. Legates let out a sigh and moved closer to Michelle. Lifting her, he placed her on his other side and yanked the covers from under Techie. Pulling them over her, he tucked her back in and rolled on his side so Techie was at his back. Michelle shivered involuntarily and Legates rolled her on her side then tucked her in close to his body. Dropping a kiss on her head, he kept his arm wrapped around her.
"Go to sleep. I'll keep the monsters at bay tonight," he whispered.
Legates' eyes slid open when the door to her bedroom cracked again. He saw the girl with the purple hair slide into the room. She didn't see the ten pairs of eyes slit open at her entrance. They watched as she clumsily stepped over and around the men lying on the floor. She stopped when she reached the dresser that had Legates and Michelle's duffel bags on it.
She began to rifle through Legates' bag. Sitting up quietly so that he was leaning on his elbows, Legates watched her rifle through his bag. She finished not finding what she was looking for and turned. She froze at the sight of two men in the bed and eight on the floor leaning on their elbows watching her dig through Legates' bag.
"Did you need help with something?" Legates drawled, making Michelle jump at the sound of his voice. Michelle blinked blearily and tried to focus her eyes.
"Honey? What's going on?" She said, rubbing her eyes.
"One of Tanya's friends seems to think she can sneak into a room full of Rangers and riffle through people's personal possessions," Legates drawled, still irritated. Michelle sat up and her eyes narrowed at the sight of the woman in her room.
"Reggie, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Michelle snapped, swinging her feet over the edge of the bed.
Brown reached up and put his hand under her foot to let her know he was there. She looked down and hopped off the bed over him. She stalked through the room around the men on the floor.
"Clear a path," Michelle snapped when she reached Reggie. Snatching the woman by her hair, Michelle forced her to walk.
"Let go of me," Reggie screeched.
"I don't think so," Michelle said, tightening her grip on the woman's hair.
Forcing Reggie out of the room, Michelle marched her down the hall and to the door of Tanya's bedroom. Slamming the door open, Michelle flipped on the light making Martinez come upright. Before they could blink, he had a weapon trained on them and Tanya was blinking.
"Michelle, what the hell?" Martinez growled until he spotted a scowling Legates standing behind her.
"Michelle, why do you have Reggie by her hair?" Tanya muttered sleepily, blinking owlishly at the two women. One was seething in anger and the other was struggling to extract herself from the seething woman.
"Reggie," Michelle snapped, shaking the woman by her hair, "was going through Josh's duffel bag." Michelle glowered at her friend while tightening her grip on Reggie's hair.
"Ow, Ow, Ow," Reggie whined. Michelle shook her arm, snatching Reggie's hair.
"Reggie, what the fuck?" Tanya screeched, throwing her legs over the side of the bed. She stalked across the room and stood with her hands on her hips in front of the other woman.
"It's not true," Reggie tried. Michelle growled and yanked Reggie's head.
"Bitch, if you call Josh and his unit liars again, you'll have a huge bald spot from where I snatched your hair out at the roots," Michelle hissed near Reggie's ear. Reggie's eyes went wide with panic.
"Wait, your unit is sleeping in your room?" Martinez said, looking for confirmation from Legates.
"They didn't think your guys were as pretty as me," Legates said, smirking.
"You tried to sneak into a room full of Rangers?" Martinez said, laughing at Reggie.
"You're not just a thief but a stupid thief," Martinez said, gasping in laughter. Michelle shoved Reggie into the room.
"Empty your pockets on the bed," Michelle snarled. Reggie stumbled forward and crossed her arms mutinously.
"Empty them or I call the cops," Michelle said, crossing her own arms.
Reggie's shoulders slumped and she began to empty her pockets. Tanya's mouth fell open at the huge pile of cash that came from Reggie's pockets. Several pairs of earrings, two wallets, and several credit cards came out onto the bed.
"Jeans pockets too," Legates said in a soft deadly tone. Reggie let out a grunt and began to empty those pockets as well. Tanya's horrified gaze looked up at Reggie.
"Get out of my house. Do not speak to me, approach me or come on these premises again," Tanya growled, walking towards Reggie.
Grabbing Reggie by the neck of her hoodie, Tanya jerked her out of Michelle's grasp. She pushed her out of the room and down the hall. Unlocking the front door, Tanya shoved Reggie out the door.
"But my purse," Reggie whined.
"It will meet you downstairs," Michelle said with a glint of satisfaction on her face.
Tanya slammed the door in her face. Stalking down the hall and cursing under her breath, Tanya headed to the kitchen where she'd last seen Reggie's purse. She rifled through it, pulling out things that were obviously not Reggie's. When she was done, she handed the purse to Michelle. Michelle walked to the balcony doors and slid them open.
Stepping out, she stepped closer to the railing. Looking over and not seeing anyone, Michelle held the purse out over the balcony and dropped it. Legates shook his head and chuckled at her actions. Smacking her hands together as if she were dusting them off, she reentered the living room.
After closing and locking the door behind her, Michelle walked back down the hall and went into her room. Legates followed her into the room and purposely stepped on Wilson and Addison as he walked across the room.
"Asshole," Wilson muttered.
"You can always go sleep with Martinez's men," Legates said with a smirk.
Wilson grunted and rolled over. Legates climbed into the bed and rolled onto his side. Michelle climbed in, grunted then wiggled so her back was pushed up against his chest.
The next morning, sunlight filtered into the balcony doors making Michelle blink. She let out a groan and looked around. Legates' unit was sprawled all over the place.
Shifting, she tried to get out from under Legates' arm. He hummed and squeezed his arm tighter. She scowled and he let a slow smile spread across his face.
"Gotta pee," she whispered. He snickered quietly and squeezed his arm again.
"If you don't let me go and stop squeezing me, I'm going to literally pee on you," she hissed quietly. Techie let out a bark of laughter and shoved Legates' shoulder.
"Let her go before she pees on this nice bed," Techie rumbled.
Legates relaxed his arm and let her go. She rolled off the bed and hopped around the men lying on the floor as she tried to get to the bathroom. Legates grinned at her actions as she struggled across the room, cursing quietly. Legates lay there smiling his face full of happiness. After struggling across the room to her dresser then into the bathroom, Michelle came out and made her way to the door and slipped out into the hall.
Legates grunted, got up out of the bed and kicked people as he walked by. He chuckled as he caused the guys to grunt. He ambled down the hall, rubbing the back of his head and smiling. He found Michelle in the kitchen making coffee. Walking up behind her, he boxed her in against the counter. Leaning over, he dropped a kiss on her neck. She smiled as she continued to scoop coffee grounds into the maker.
"Are you making enough for everyone?" He asked, his lips still near her neck.
"Yep and prepping another filter so more can be made. There's probably close to thirty people still here," she said, quietly. Legates let out a sigh and kissed her neck again.
"So when do you need the rest of your stuff moved in?" He asked, looking around the apartment.
"Well, probably next weekend would be good," she said, shrugging.
He nodded and took a step back then leaned against the counter and crossed his ankles. They were quietly discussing the next weekend when people began ambling from the rooms and heading towards the smell of coffee. The minute the pot stopped brewing, Michelle poured herself and Legates a cup. Moving out of the way of the coffee vultures, she handed him the cup she'd poured for him.
"Thank you," he said, giving her a kiss in thanks.
She smiled and took a sip of her own coffee. When the pot was empty, she moved over to the coffee maker and made another pot. Techie ambled in the kitchen and poured himself a cup. He shot them a grin and Michelle scowled at him.
"You're a bed hog. Between the two of you, I was hanging on the edge of the bed all night," she grumped. Legates snickered at her comment.
"Wait, Techie was in bed with you two?" Maggs said, spinning around to look at them.
"I'm surprised they didn't all try to get in the bed," Michelle snorted. Maggs threw his head back and burst into laughter.
"From now on I'm sleeping with your guys, Legates," Maggs said, grinning devilishly.
"You would have been pressed up against me," Legates said, lifting an eyebrow.
"Huh?" Maggs said, sipping his coffee.
"Michelle was on the outside. Techie slept next to me," Legates said, waving his coffee.
"He's my snuggle buddy," Techie said, smirking.
"Oh, Jesus, you guys are so weird," Tanya grunted as she headed towards the coffee pot.
"Ha, now we'll be here all the time. It only gets better," Techie assured her. Tanya groaned as she poured her coffee. Michelle snorted and took a sip of her coffee.
"Tanya, Josh's unit will be here a lot so just get used to it. I'm pretty sure Maggs will be here too," Michelle said.
"Probably," Legates muttered. Maggs shot them a toothy grin.
"If that TV makes it here, I'll be here every night," he promised.
"Nuh uh, it stays in my room," Techie said. Legates raised an eyebrow at Techie.
"Wait how did we end up living together?" Michelle asked looking at Legates, who just shrugged. Techie snorted and shook his head.
"You already are. Think about it. You have a drawer with clothing and bathing supplies at the dorm. Your underwear are in his drawer. And you haven't slept apart since we went to Georgia," Techie said, raising an eyebrow. Michelle paused and cocked her head as she thought about it.
"I guess we are," Michelle said, shrugging.
Legates' eyes widened at her casual acceptance of the fact. Michelle walked away from where she was standing and opened the refrigerator. Pulling out the cold cuts, she proceeded to make herself a sandwich for breakfast.
"How the hell does she do that?" Maggs asked, looking at Michelle's huge sandwich. Legates snorted but declined to comment.
Over the next few hours, people woke up, drank some coffee, then headed for their own homes after collecting their stolen possessions. When all was said and done the apartment wasn't trashed but it wasn't clean either.
Sighing, Michelle got a garbage bag and started to clean up the trash laying around the apartment. Legates made short work of the kitchen as Tanya and Martinez cleaned the guest room. When the apartment was cleaned Michelle scowled at the living room.
"Nothing but the couch which has people on it," she grunted, eyeing Martinez and Tanya on the couch.
"Aww, poor baby. Guess that means back to my place to watch TV. Didn't you say something about mummers? Whatever the hell those are," Legates muttered.
"Yeah, let's go," she said with a sigh.
Legates ambled down the hallway and into Michelle's room. She waited as he got dressed then returned carrying his bag and her jacket. She took her jacket and slid it on then she grabbed her purse from the counter and called out her goodbye as she left the apartment.
Tanya let out a sigh and looked at the ceiling.
Legates drove them over to his dorm and they entered quietly. Legates laughed when he entered his room to find his unit on the floor playing cards. Shaking his head, he bypassed them and headed for the bathroom. Michelle laughed and headed around the bookcase. Putting her hands on her hips, her eyes scanned for the remote. Walking back around the corner, she looked at Techie.
"What?" He asked glancing up at her.
"Remote," she said, holding out her hand.
He picked it up off his night side table and held it out for her. She stepped on, over and around guys to reach it. After retrieving the remote, she sat on the floor near the TV on Techie's side of the room. Legates came out of the bathroom and snorted at her sitting on the floor.
"Sweetheart, why are you sitting over there on the floor?" Legates asked, putting his hands on his hips.
"Because I have to see their faces when they see this. And I'm excited about seeing it on this huge ass TV," Michelle said, flicking through the channels.
"Ha, there it is," she said as her eyes landed on the Philadelphia station.
Wiggling until she was comfortable, she hit the button and watched as the costumed men and women appeared on the screen.
"Sweet, step off," she said in satisfaction. A slow smile spread across her face at the looks on the guys faces at the Mummer's costumes.
The day faded and they returned to her apartment to sleep in her bed. The week passed much in the same manner. Evenings at his dorm room and nights at her apartment. Friday night, they decided it would be best for her to spend her last night in the dorm with Brittney and to finish packing everything there.
Legates dropped Michelle off then headed back to his own dorm. Going to bed earlier, Legates hoped for a full night's rest but it was not to be. He sat up in his bed, breathing heavily and sweating. Techie listened from the other side of the room as Legates had his third nightmare of the night. How long would it be until the poor guy could an entire night's sleep?
Legates groaned and looked up at Techie who was standing over him.
"Let's go, Sweetcheeks. You have to help your girlfriend move today," Techie said, grinning. Legates groaned, rolled over and buried his head under the pillow.
"I'll buy you McDonalds," Techie tempted.
"Fine, fine. I'm up," Legates grumbled as he rolled from the bed.
Ten minutes later, they were heading to the truck. They entered McDonalds and stood back from the counter as they perused the menu. Legates looked at Techie to see if he was ready to order.
"Can I help you?" A teenager asked, looking at them.
Legates stepped forward and told the girl what he wanted then Techie told her what he wanted. The girl took Techie's money and started gathering their order.
"The coffee is almost done brewing so it'll be just another minute," the girl said pleasantly. The men stepped to the side and she looked at them.
"Are you single?" The girl asked, looking directly at Legates.
"Excuse me?" He said, hoping that the sixteen year old girl wasn't hitting on him.
"Well, my sister is single and you seem to be attractive for an old guy and I thought..." she trailed off at the scowl Legates shot her.
"Never mind," she said, walking over to get their coffees. Techie had his hand over his mouth and he was choking back a snicker.
"Shut up, you're older than me," Legates snapped, now irritated at being called old. She returned with their coffees and set them on the counter.
"Have a nice day," she said with a smile.
Legates scowled at her and stalked off. Techie followed behind, laughing at his friend's irritation. Getting in the truck, Legates jerked the truck into gear and pulled out of the parking lot.
"Shut up, Techie," Legates growled as he drove to Michelle's dorm.
He hoped Michelle had everything packed because now he was in a foul mood and just wanted to get this over with. Michelle let out a sigh and put her hands on her hips. Her dorm room was empty except for the bed, nightstand, and dresser that came with every dorm room.
The piles of boxes sat in the living room with a pouting Brittney. Michelle shook her head and walked out to the living room. A knock sounded at the door and Michelle went to open it. Legates and Techie stood there one wearing a grin the other scowling.
"What's got your panties in a bunch this morning, Sweetie?" Michelle asked Legates with a smile as she stepped back, opening the door for them to enter.
"The girl at McDonalds called him old this morning," Techie said, pushing Legates in the door. A giggle drifted from the living room making Legates scowl even harder.
"Come in, there's not really much here to move and Tanya should be here with the truck in a few. Then it's over to Cam's for the rest of my stuff. We emptied the storage unit so we wouldn't have to make two separate trips," Michelle told them as they moved into the dorm room. Techie's eyes narrowed and his lips pursed at the sight of the boxes. Michelle looked at him and frowned.
"What?" She asked her hands on her hips.
"You have a lot of shit," Techie said.
Michelle turned and looked at the boxes and burst into laughter.
"This is only from this year. I have more at Cam's. I want you to remember that when we have to help move Andrea," she told him with a grin.
"The military is moving our stuff up here," Techie grunted.
"I thought they only moved it if you were married. Would they unload the truck once it gets here or just drop your stuff and leave it? Yeah, didn't think so," she finished at the thoughtful look on his face.
"Shit, yeah didn't think about that. I guess she'll be using PODS or something," Techie mumbled then shook his head. Everyone turned to look as the door from the hallway opened and Tanya bounced in with a smile.
"Okay, let's get this thing going," she said chipperly.
"Is she one of those?" Legates grumbled, watching Tanya bounce around.
"No, she's been up since god knows when and probably has had a pot of coffee," Michelle said. Turning, she looked at her now ex-roommate.
"Brit, you know how to get a hold of me if you need anything, anything at all right?" Michelle asked, moving towards the girl. Brittney nodded and stood up. Michelle gave her a brief hug then turned to the pile of boxes.
"Okay, grab a box," Michelle said.
She grabbed one marked dresser and headed out the door. Legates and Techie grabbed two boxes each. Tanya grabbed two boxes and followed them out. Michelle was in the back of the truck, taking the boxes that they had set on the edge of the back.
It only took five minutes to move the boxes between the four of them. Techie, Michelle and Legates got into his truck and followed Tanya over to Cam's house. They arrived and found the house empty.
"Dr. Saroyan's not here?" Techie asked, glancing around at Cam's house. He noticed that the house much like its owner was simple yet elegant in decoration. Michelle looked at her watch and shook her head.
"She'll be here in a few minutes. She's making sure that Dr. Hodgins doesn't blow up the lab," Michelle said.
Tanya giggled at Michelle's comment thinking she was kidding. The three of them turned to look at her. She stopped laughing when she realized that she was the only one doing it.
"Oh, God, you're serious," she said. Michelle grinned at Tanya and nodded. Michelle turned and headed up the steps.
"Come on, a lot here," she called behind herself.
As they reached the upper hallway, Tanya smirked knowing they were in for a surprise. Walking into the room, she glanced around and narrowed her eyes.
"Where are they?" Tanya said, looking around.
Legates looked around and saw some teddy bears but nothing too out of place for a girl's bedroom. Although, he'd have to talk to her about the stuffed animals.
"Umm, they're in the bags," Michelle said, waving her hand. Legates eyes narrowed as he saw piles and piles of filled trash bags laying around.
"Please tell me that's not clothes," Techie breathed. Tanya giggled and shook her head.
"Not hardly, big boy. That's her collection," Tanya said, trying unsuccessfully to squelch her laughter.
"Of what?" Legates said in a scared tone. Michelle shot him a toothy grin.
"Teddy bears," she said, shrugging. Legates swallowed as he looked around and let out a resigned sigh.
"Are any of them actually worth anything?" Legates asked, his eyes scanning the piles and piles of bags. Michelle leaned her weight on one hip and crossed her arms over her chest.
"All of them are worth something," she said mutinously. Techie clapped Legates on the back and grinned.
"Sucker," Techie said. Michelle turned to look at Techie.
"And what exactly is it that Andrea collects, hmm?" She asked him her arms still crossed over her chest. Techie rubbed his hand across the back of his head and looked at his feet.
"Faberge Eggs," he muttered.
"See now those are really expensive, they're hard to move, easy to break," Michelle pointed out. Techie coughed and nodded.
"Is this everything?" Legates said suspiciously.
"Nope more in the garage," Michelle said.
The men nodded and headed downstairs and paused. Michelle followed them down, walked through the living room and into the kitchen. She walked to a door on the far side, opened it, reached around and hit a button. They heard the garage door slide open from their place in front of the door. Opening the door, they walked out to the garage and Legates smacked his hand down his face.
"What the fuck," he muttered. Tanya bounced up behind them and shook her head.
"Michelle had all the kitchen stuff so we didn't have to buy it. She also has curtains and things of that nature," Tanya said. Legates put his hands on his hips and glared over his shoulder at Michelle who was coming out the door.
"Where in the hell did you get all of this shit?" He questioned her with a scowl. Michelle gave him a look of disbelief. They'd already had this conversation, sort of. He knew where she got all of these items.
"Look, Josh, if you don't want to help then go the hell home and Tanya and I will handle it," Michelle said with a glower. He let out a sigh, dropped his head back and looked up at the sky.
"Sorry, sorry just in a foul mood," he said.
"Yeah, I noticed," she snapped. Techie took a step away from the pair and looked critically at the boxes.
"So where did you get all this stuff?" He asked, waving his hand towards the piles of boxes.
"Some of it is hope chest items, some from well before and some I've bought just because I liked it," she said.
"Before?" He asked unsure of what she meant.
Michelle bit her lip and looked away. Walking towards the boxes, she started to set them on the edge of the back of the truck. When there was a decent stack of boxes, she climbed up on the back and started stacking them neatly in the back. Legates let out another sigh and started picking up boxes. They were halfway through when Cam pulled up and parked on the street in front of the house.
As she approached the truck Michelle could see the narrow eyed look. She looked closer then down at Cam's feet. With a groan, she shook her head at the sight of Cam's Prada shoes covered in some unidentifiable goop. Legates turned and shot a half smile at Cam. She glowered and stalked silently into the house.
"Hoo wheee she looks pissed," Techie said.
"Yeah, there's goo on her Pradas which means Hodgins did something he wasn't supposed to. Did I mention there's goo on her Pradas?" Michelle asked the last question with narrowed eyes.
"Yes, you said that twice. What's the big deal? They're just shoes," Legates muttered.
"There are two things wrong with that last sentence. For women they are never just shoes. And Prada are some expensive shoes," Techie muttered. Michelle giggled and shook her head.
"She's trained you well," Michelle said.
"I made that comment or something similar when we first started dating about her Jimmy Choo's. She didn't talk to me for three days," he muttered. Legates shook his head and squinted up into the truck at Michelle.
"How many of these boxes are shoes?" He asked, sweeping his hand towards the piles of boxes. Michelle paused, put her hand on her hip, cocked her head and thought about it.
"Three," she said then returned to moving boxes.
Legates' mouth fell open as he looked at the medium sized boxes and tried to figure out how many pairs of shoes in her size would fit into them.
"Three?" He choked out, looking again at the boxes. Michelle sighed and shook her head.
"What the hell? I have more than most guys and I have five pairs of shoes," Legates grumbled.
"That's because you have three types, boots, sport, and dress shoes. We have those three types but there are categories in each type," Tanya explained. Legates shook his head and sighed.
"Women are weird," he mumbled.
"Honey, would it be appropriate for me to wear my black fuck me heels to a job interview?" Michelle asked, without pausing her work.
"No," he barked, his eyes narrowing at her. She nodded and smiled.
"Exactly, so I have those and black pumps that are appropriate for work. Two kinds of shoes under the dressy category," she said.
"Did you just seriously say black fuck me heels?" Techie asked, laughing at her.
"Yes, I did. Although, I do have some feminine qualities I am a bit more tomboyish than most girls. So, I call it as I see it," Michelle said.
"No, kidding," Tanya muttered. Michelle flipped her the bird. When they were down to a few boxes, Tanya looked over at Legates.
"Come on, Oscar Meyer. Let's go pack some bears," Tanya said.
"Be careful-"
"I know, I know," Tanya said, waving off Michelle's warning.
Legates followed Tanya up the stairs into what used to be Michelle's bedroom. He sighed as he looked at the teddy bears on the bed. Picking up a box, he set it on the bed and reached over to grab some bears. Tanya reached out a hand to stop him but Cam's voice did it first.
"Freeze, Legates," Cam barked at him.
A/N: Ruh roh, what oh what is Legates reaching out to touch? Tomorrow you'll see...Drill Sergeants, coats, little buttons, a break, battle, apologies, fifty million trips, closets, Valentines Day, black marks, Washington, a lap full of woman and blankets, guilt, TMI, JBLM, Women's Studies, Lady's Slippers, a tool, Blink Dog, Botany, Hodgins, a smack, and killing a Botany professor.