(After The Hole in the Heart)

Thank you for reviewing my story I appreciate it.

I don't own Bones which is probably a good thing.

Oooooooooooooooooo

Waiting for Booth to come home, Brennan decided to read her latest issue of Anthropology Now when she realized it wasn't on the nightstand in the bedroom where she'd left it. After a fruitless search for it, she realized that it wasn't in the bedroom at all, so she expanded her search into the living room. A stack of magazines and albums catching her attention on the bookshelves, she flipped through them and found her attention captured by a photo album. Removing it from the stack she carried it over to the couch and sat down. Once she was settled comfortably, she flipped open the album and started to look at the photos and certificates displayed on each page.

She was roughly half way through the album when she was surprised to find a picture of her as a teenager. Brennan instantly recognized the picture as the one in the folder she had given Booth the first year they had started working together. The folder had contained her parents' missing person's report, a picture of Matt Brennan (Max Keenan) and Christine Brennan, a picture of Russ taken when he was aged 18 and one of her when she was aged 13. Surprised that Booth still had the picture, Brennan smiled at the thought that her boyfriend had kept the picture and had not returned it to her.

The picture was rather whimsical with her pointing a finger at her cheek and staring up. Her father had told her to be funny in the picture and that was her pose. She had thought the picture was lost or in the FBI archive, so finding it here in Booth's possession gave her one more reason to love her partner and friend.

Back from working out, Booth entered the apartment, moved down the hallway and once he spied Brennan, dropped the sports bag and rubbed his stomach. "Man my abs hurt."

Concerned, Brennan looked up and moved her gaze towards his stomach. "Did you hurt yourself?"

Slowly shaking his head, Booth walked over to the couch and sprawled down beside her. "No, I'm just getting old and sit-ups are getting harder to do."

Her arm slipping around his back, Brennan leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "You are getting older that's true, but you're in very good physical condition . . . well besides your damaged feet and your bad back."

Booth realized that she meant well and chose to accept it as the compliment it was supposed to be. "Thanks." Glancing down he noticed the photo of Brennan and realized that he might need to explain why he had the picture. "Oh . . . you know that picture fell out of the folder you gave me of your parents and when I found it I'd already given the folder back to you and . . . um . . ." The skepticism on her face pretty plain, Booth laughed. "Okay sue me . . . you were so cute when you were a kid and since I didn't have a picture like that, I kept it."

Surprised, Brennan removed her arm from around his back and traced her finger around the image. "You thought I was cute?"

Pulling her closer to his side, Booth closed the album, moved it from her lap, tossing it on the coffee table. "Yes and now you're gorgeous." Pulling her across his lap, Booth started kissing her. Appreciating his sentiments, Brennan returned the kisses until they were interrupted by Booth's phone ringing.

"Damn it." Fumbling in his jacket pocket for his phone, he finally got it to his ear. "Booth . . . yeah . . . Bones and I will be there in about an hour . . . we uh . . . an hour." Ending the call, Booth smiled. "We got thirty five minutes to finish this and then we got to go look at a disgusting body."

Standing, Brennan laughed as she quickly removed her blouse. "That should be adequate . . . for now."

Ooooooooooooooooooo

Let me know what you think of my little drabble. Thanks.