Amnesia
"Booth, I'm home….." Brennan sat down on the stool by the kitchen counter. She looked tired.
"Finally! It's pretty late. I thought maybe you forgot where we live."
"I was quite busy today. Three new sets of remains to identify, the mass spectrometer wouldn't work correctly, Angela said she's tired of working at the Jeffersonian, and my new intern dropped the skull reconstruction I had just completed. Then I realized on the way home I had forgotten my phone at the lab. How was your day?"
"Well, we had to let a prime suspect go for lack of evidence, I had to tackle a guy resisting arrest so I busted my knee open, and I have to go to traffic court because I got stopped for not wearing my seatbelt and found out I have forgotten to renew my driver's license. By the way, Christine called her teacher a jackass again, and Joey spit up all over my new suit.
"Where are Christine and Joey?'
"Fed, bathed, and in bed. Here…." Booth handed Brennan a large glass of red wine. "You need to drink this. It's magic."
"How can this wine be magic?"
"Well, that's liquid amnesia. You and me are gonna eat this fine homemade Italian dinner and finish this bottle of red wine, and it's gonna make us forget about all the bad stuff that happened today."
"Booth…..you know what happened the last time we finished a bottle of wine with dinner…."
"I don't remember", he said with a sly grin. "I think you'd better remind me."