(Writer's choice – secret)

A/N: This is set after the episode 'The Finder'.

I don't own Bones.

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A quick knock on the door telling her that her date had arrived, Brennan nervously moved her hands down the sides of her blouse as she walked across the room. Opening the door, she was surprised to find Walter Sherman standing in the hallway. "Walter, what are you doing here?"

His gaze sweeping over her beautiful body, Walter grinned and leaned a hand against the door frame, "I thought you and I had a connection, so I came by while I was in town to see if you'd like to have dinner with me and then we could have sex."

Surprised, Brennan shook her head, "Although I'm sure that might be a pleasant way to spend the evening, I'm sorry but I can't do that."

Disappointed, Walter removed his hand from the door frame and crossed his arms, "I . . . did I do that wrong? I know you're pretty direct and I thought you would appreciate me not wasting your time with flowery speeches. I can rephrase it."

Amused, Brennan smiled, "I actually appreciate your directness, but I am no longer available. I have recently started a relationship and I'm quite sure he wouldn't appreciate me having sex with you."

Glumly, Walter nodded his head, "It's Booth. I knew it . . . Well, I didn't really know it, but now I do know it. . . . of course you don't have to tell him that you went out with me. It could just be our little secret."

Annoyed, Brennan glared at the strange man, "My relationship with Booth is new and even though we haven't had sex yet, I will not jeopardize that relationship by having sex with you Walter. It would upset him and I will not do that."

The elevator arriving on her floor, the doors slid open and Booth exited the car. The smile on his face quickly turning into a frown, Booth strode rapidly over to Brennan's apartment and snarled, "What the hell are you doing here Walter?"

Unperturbed, Walter placed his hands on his hips and turned to look at Booth, "I dropped by to see if Dr. Brennan would like to go on a date with me, but she told me that you two are dating. Congratulations."

Surprised, Booth responded, "Yeah, thanks."

His gaze returning to Brennan, Walter continued with a wistfullness on his face, "I asked her to have sex with me, but she said you wouldn't like it." Turning he walked over to the elevator and pushed the down button, "You don't know what you're missing Dr. Brennan. I'm really good in the sack and you'd have had a great time." The elevator door opening, Walter entered the car and watched the doors close.

Speechless, Booth watched his enemy enter the elevator and the doors close. Shaking himself, he blurted out, "Son of a bitch."

Placing her hand on her partner's arm, Brennan frowned, "Booth, don't do anything rash. I told him I wasn't interested in having sex with him and that should be the end of it."

His anger palpable, Booth worked to get it under control. Once he thought he was calm enough, Booth turned to face his girlfriend, "Thanks Bones. You ready to go? I thought we might go dancing. I know this great little club with a live band."

Grabbing her purse from the sideboard near the door, Brennan walked into the hallway and pulled the door closed behind her. "I told him we're in a relationship. . . . I wanted him to understand that I wasn't available to have sex with him."

His arms moving around her, Booth hugged her and then kissed her, "The truth is always the best, especially when you're dealing with a psycho like Walter." Kissing her once more, Booth released her, "You're the best, Bones."

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