(Entrapment)
I don't own Bones.
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Throwing his hands up in the air, Booth bellowed, "It was entrapment and you know it." Furious, he stormed into the living room and sprawled on the couch.
Not sure why her boyfriend was angry, Brennan followed him into the living room and stood near the doorway, "I don't know what that means. . . I mean I know what entrapment means, but I don't understand how that applies here."
"I told you last week that I didn't want to go to the Jeffersonian fund raiser. . . I told you that." His anger not abating, he glared at her, "You agreed. . . So what happens this week, I say I want to go dancing and you said yes. You insisted on driving and I let you." Standing, Booth stalked over to the stereo and flipped it on, jazz filling the room. Turning back towards Brennan, he jammed his fists in his pants pockets. "Where did you take me, huh? Where?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Brennan replied, "I took you to the Jeffersonian Fund raiser. I don't see how that is entrapment. You wanted to dance and they had a live band at the fund raiser."
His eyes black with anger, Booth snarled, "Entrapment Bones. . . . Entrapment. I had to listen to those damn rich snobs whine about their loses in the stock market and how they had to . . . then, those . . . those pricks had to ogle you and hit on you and . . . I hate going to that fund raiser. Those rich pricks are always trying to get into your pants. Do they give a shit that I'm your boyfriend, hell no! I should have took a cab as soon as I saw what you were up to . . ."
Interrupting him, Brennan pointed out, "Entrapment is the action of luring someone into committing a crime in order to prosecute them for it. I simply took you to some place that had a live band so we could dance. It also allowed me to fulfill a social obligation."
"Semantics?" His anger still bubbling within, Booth shook his head, "Fine, it wasn't entrapment. It was betrayal." Marching over to the front door, he grabbed his keys and left the apartment slamming the door behind him.
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Entering the apartment, Booth found Brennan sleeping on the couch. Riddled with guilt, he walked over to the couch and knelt next to his girlfriend. Placing his hand on her side, he woke her up, "You should be in bed. This couch is lumpy and it'll give you a back ache."
Instantly awake, Brennan sat up and stared at Booth, "I'm sorry if you think I betrayed you, Booth. I didn't see any harm in going to the fund raiser. They had a live band and you wanted to dance. It seemed logical to kill two birds with a rock. We could dance and I could make a brief appearance thus fulfilling my contractual obligations. I didn't want to go by myself so . . . anyway I should have been more forthcoming and I can see how you might have thought I was trying to deceive you."
Embarrassed, Booth sat down beside her, "Look I acted like a total jerk a while ago and I'm sorry. I know you're expected to go to those things, but I just hate to see those rich bastards trying to grope you and . . . well, I don't like anyone to touch you but me. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have got mad at you. They did have a live band and I guess it was logical to go there. I should have just took you there in the first place, danced a couple of dances and then we could have left. I shouldn't have blown up like that. I'm sorry . . . by the way, its kill two birds with one stone."
Grabbing the lapels of his jacket, Brennan pulled Booth towards her and kissed him, "Does it matter?"
Eagerly returning her kisses, Booth replied, "Not to me. Forgive me?"
Her crystal blue eyes staring at him, Brennan smiled, "Of course, do you forgive me?"
Eager to continue the kisses, Booth assured her, "You didn't do anything for me to forgive Bones. I'm the one that blew it up out of proportion."
Her hands moving around to his back, Brennan kissed him once more, "We do seem to have some issues with communication. We really need to talk to each other."
His lips hovering over hers, Booth complained, "Now?"
Snorting, Brennan assured him, "No . . . not now."
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