This is my first fan fiction published, i'm working on a few more but im going to publish them complete and not write, publish, write more, publish. If you understand what i mean, Review! If not, Review! =D I have no shame xD
Disclaimer: Do Not Own Bones. Wish i did, but i don't. Do i wish i owned David? Yes, who doesn't?
Please..just read and review? =D
Silence...she squinted one eye open and was greeted by a much to bright, yellow, orange sunlight streaming in, through a unrecognizable window. She had just woken up and keeping her eyes closed she ran through the facts, She did not know where she was, Last night she was with familiar people Angela and Booth at an unknown place, She was in a bed not the floor or couch, she had a very soft pillow but not hers, and she was clad in an oversized t-shirt. The T-Shirt smelled good..ahhh. No! Focus Brennan, where am I? She was slightly disoriented and hung over. She didn't understand where she was or what she had been doing since yesterday. Her mind flashed back.
Angela sauntered into the office carrying a plastic covered..something and put one hand on her hip one on Brennan's desk. Obviously, even to the oblivious scientist, demanding attention. Brennan look up from her microscope, sighed, pushed back her chair and slightly nodded "Yes Angela?"
"Now that I have your attention." she over emphasized "Me, You and the gang are going to Club Blaze tonight!"
"What gang? You have a gang?" questioned Brennan
"I meant the people we, love, work with,...you know our lab buddies...Me, you Hodgins, Boooth, and Sweets." she drawled on the Booth.
"No thanks, I have an extreme amount of paperwork." Lie. She felt bad lying but anywhere with Angela alcohol and booth didn't seem to good with her lack of self control already, why chance it.
Angela smiled "Liar. Sweetie, I've known you too long don't try to lie to me. So your going clubbing with me and your wearing this." She unzipped the bag and took out its contents.
Brennan sighed, "Not much clothing actually there Ms. Montenegro."
"Okay, Sweetie, I AM dragging you to this club, and you WILL have fun."
Brennan faced it, she couldn't get out of this. "Fine Ange, but I'm NOT wearing..that thing." she gestured at the skimpy outfit Angela held. "But..sweetie!" she whined, "No buts Angela!" and now Angela did the same, she faced it. Brennan would not wear the red tank top and Black skirt which brought out her eyes to impress Booth.
"Okay but Sweetie, you would've looked fine and foxy getting' Booth all-"
"ANGELA!" Brennan jumped out of her chair just as booth walked in, his red 'Cocky' belt matching the red embarrassed blush on his face. "You ladies talking 'bout me?" he questioned with a knowing smirk.
"Oh, Yeah" stated Angela undressing him with her eyes
"No!" exclaimed Bones
He chuckled to himself ad thought 'If only she did wear that outfit, then I might have an excuse to-''His train of thought cut off by Brennan, 'Shit! Shes saying something!'
"-and maybe you would want to come with us, Angela says the club will be very 'Hip' and 'Cool'...Booth, did you hear me? We are going to Blaze?"
"Oh, Yeah...OH of course Bones, I'll go." he said catching on at the last second, glancing at Angela who had that crazy intuitionist smile 'Oh I know he likes this outfit, why don't they just get it on already!'
Now Booth and Angela were lkost and thought, Brennan still talking "-should be fun, but the drinks may not be...Are you guys even Listening?"
"No" Angela piped up
"Yes! Of course Bones" Booth lied, and both women knew it.
After that she was fuzzy, she remembered getting in Booth's car Around 6:00 and heading to 'Club Blaze' as they walked in Angela waved them over to her booth where, Hodgins, Zach, Cam and Sweets sit next to her. Angela had already ordered drinks and of course, she had ordered Brennan 'Sex on a Beach' finally, Dr. Temperance Brennan could understand the mind of Angela. She wanted her and Booth to have sex on the beach. Sadly, she didn't order Booth a drink and she felt singled out but, as faithfully as ever he walked her to the bar and ordered for her and him, realizing she hated the drink from Angela. Such. A. Gentleman. She only remembered this specific thought and then POOF, her memory was gone. She knew all to well her memory could not be gone literally, but that's what it felt like though it was more likely that she was just under the influence of alcohol and she didn't remember it. She refused to open her eyes for fear of what she might see. Her fear of the unknown. Irrational! She thought...but still afraid, so just sat and tried to remember...anything...everything. Slowly, she squinted one eye open...
So do i go on? i might stop next chapter... i dont know =\
But anyways, You know what im waiting for...
Review God Dammit!
