Brennan quietly unlocked the front door and walked through the living room. She'd lost track of time at the lab and it was later than she'd planned. She heard Booth snoring on the couch and tried to move past him quietly.
"Bones? It's kinda late. You haven't worked this late in a long time."
"I know. This is going to be a rough case and they need an ID quickly. The Maryland state police want to use our lab because of who's involved and they don't like waiting." She paused. "Booth, I need to tell you something."
"Oh, boy. Here we go again. What is it?"
"I'm sorry I was short tempered with you this afternoon. I wasn't annoyed with you. Other things caused me to be angry."
"Do you want to tell me about it?"
She sat next to him. "We were in the grocery store, and I was about halfway through my list when Dr. Harwell called, demanding that I drop everything and come to the lab at once. I tried to explain to him that I couldn't come immediately but I said I would be there as soon as I could. He was abrupt, questioned my professionalism, and was quite ill-mannered. That made me irate. As we were leaving the store, Christine and I had a disagreement about talking to the firefighters, and then on the way home I received a rather expensive speeding ticket. When I got home, I vented my frustration on you. I'm sorry."
"That's okay. I knew something had happened. Dr. Harwell's being a jerk? Have you told Cam?"
"No, I'll take care of it. The ticket fine is 275 dollars…."
"If we add up all my tickets I'm still ahead of you. Come on….time for bed."
She kissed him. "I love you, Booth."