"I hardly know which way is up
Or which way down
People are strange
God only knows
I feel possessed when you come round"

- "I Feel Possessed", from Temple of Low Men, 1988


Set sometime during season 1.

He drove her mad. It was all "Bones this" and "Bones that." And it wasn't like she even liked the epithet. The only people who truly made sense to her were Zack, who was as rational as she was, and Hodgins, who was crazy but at least nearly as brilliant. Booth was emotional, irrational and religious. Everything she wasn't.

But yet...

Brennan wasn't sure if it was his symmetrical features, that annoyingly cute smile or the big brown eyes that would bore into hers, but something kept drawing her back to him.

Maybe it was the fact that they complimented each other so incredibly well in their work. The FBI homicide case solve rate had gone through the roof since they'd begun their partnership a few months ago. Heads were starting to turn. People were starting to talk. They were getting a reputation. She liked that.

"Hey Bones!" Booth teased her with that nickname, yet again.

If only he wasn't such a cocky rat bastard... She thought to herself. I am never going to get used to that.