"Do you always have to have the last word? Just once, couldn't you nod and smile?" Booth was chasing after Brennan as she stormed across the church parking lot.
"It's not my fault the man is an idiot. That kind of stupidity shouldn't go unchallenged. How can he lead a congregation?" She slammed the car door.
"He leads a congregation because he teaches Church doctrine, which states that one of the purposes of marriage is procreation. If we want to get married in this church we have to come to premarital counseling and listen to what the priest says, but we don't have to agree with everything. We just have to be tactful." Booth tried a charm smile to smooth Brennan's ruffled feathers. "Please? Because you love me?"
Brennan wasn't ready to be charmed. "The main purpose of marriage is to ensure inheritance rights and legal standing for offspring. We were able to procreate very well without being married, and the idea that we should produce several children just because we're married is ridiculous. I don't care what that man says, Booth... I will use birth control instead of natural family planning, especially since you have such a high sperm count. And another thing…"
Booth listened patiently as Brennan ranted about everything the priest had discussed with them in their counseling session. As much as he wanted to get married in the Church, he wasn't sure it was worth the headache of listening to his lovely partner complain tear apart Church doctrine.
"...however, I will say this, Booth. I love you. I'm willing to continue counseling if it means we can get married in your Church."
He was amazed at what she was willing to do to make him happy, especially since she found Church doctrine so distasteful. "Thanks, Bones. I love you, too."