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A/N: I have to tip my hat to my Beta and Teacher Jess; she gets me to see what I'm writing.


I Say A Little Prayer

The drive back from South Carolina was not as pleasant as it should have been. Usually at this point in a case, Dr. Temperance Brennan would feel satisfaction. The killer had been arrested, his captive had been rescued and Special Agent Seeley Booth had arrested one more killer in his quest to balance his cosmic scale.

However, Temperance was getting frustrated because Booth was humming again. To make matters worse, it was the same tune he'd been humming for two weeks, ever since his returned from the week he had spent visiting his parents in Pittsburg.

"Booth, will you stop?" She grumped.

"Where?" Concern showed on his face. "Do you need to…"

"Stop humming!" She interrupted.

"Was I humming?"

"YES!" Frustration was obvious by the tone of her voice.

"Ok. I'm sorry. I didn't realize that I was humming."

The rest of the 40 minute drive back to DC was done in silence. Temperance spent the time going over the notes her editor had sent her on her current literary project, while Seeley just drove with a slight smile.

Xx two weeks later xX

"Sweetie, why are you humming?" Angela Montenegro asks her best friend.

Looking up from the World War One dough boy she was trying to identify, Temperance replies innocently, "What are you talking about?"

"You were humming."

Looking mortified, she moans, "I must be picking up Booth's bad habits."

"Really!" Angela drools. "What have you been doing to get him in the mood to hum? And I want details, especially the juicy ones."

"Just stop Ange. He's been humming the same tune ever since he returned from his vacation."

"Sweetie, that was a month ago."

"I know, it's always the same tune, over and over and over." She says tiredly.

"Do you know name of the tune?"

"No. But it seems familiar. I think my mother used to sing it, but I just can not remember it."

"Sweetie, it is a Burt Bacharach song, 'I Say A Little Prayer'."

"Well, Booth is religious."

"It's a love song, and he seems to only hum it when you are around." Angela points out with a smug grin.

Staring at her friend, Temperance steps over to the computer console and types in a request for the song's lyrics. As the words appear on her screen, Angela moves to where she can see Brennan's eyes darting across the lines; they soften with the first stanza…

The moment I wake up

Before I put on my make-up

I say a little prayer for you

While combing my hair now

And wond'ring what dress to wear now

I say a little prayer for you

…and widen at the chorus.

Forever and ever you'll stay in my heart

And I will love you forever and ever

We will never part, oh how I love you

Together, forever that's how it will be

To live without love would only mean heartbreak for me

Her breathing quickens with the second stanza…

I run for the bus dear

While riding it I think of us dear

I say a little prayer for you

At work I just take time

And all through my coffee break time

I say a little prayer for you

…and slows as she reads the chorus again.

Forever and ever you'll stay in my heart

And I will love you forever and ever

We will never part, oh how I love you

Together, forever that's how it will be

To live without love would only mean heartbreak for me

When she reads the third stanza, Angela sees fire and anger in her friend's eyes.

Coldly, Temperance steps away from the computer and digs her phone out of her lab coat's pocket. Hitting a speed dial button, she proceeds to leave Booth a voice mail, "Booth, I want your ass in my office now!"

Shocked, Angela watches her stomp off and turns to read the last stanza, hoping to understand the attitude.

My darling believe me

For me there is no one but you

Please love me too

I'm in love with you

Answer my prayer

She is startled by Dr. Jack Hodgkins wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing the side of her head and asking, "What has Brennan so upset?"

"Booth has been humming this song around her for the last month and she just found out the words to it."

"'I Say A Little Prayer'? Sweet." He chuckles.

"You know this oldie?"

"My grandparents danced to it on their 50th anniversary."

"Good memory; you were what, ten?"

"Nine actually."

"How is it that you remember the song?"

Turning her to face him, he smiles. "You never forget your first love, you never forget your first kiss and you never forget meeting Miss Dionne Warwick for the first time."

"She sang at their anniversary?"


"You know Jack, sometimes I forget just how rich your family is."

"That may be your sexiest quality."

Smiling, she looks him in the eyes, "That I think of you as a pauper?"

"That you see me and not a dollar sign."

"You know it's hard to think of you as a child of wealth when I've seen you get excited by bear crap."

"It's all part of my charm baby."

Laughing, she leans over to kiss him when there came a disturbance rushing down the hall in the guise of a running FBI agent. Parting they watch as he charges into Bones' office with his gun drawn and the shouting begins.

Quickly, they sneak over to the far side of Brennan's office; Angela and Jack try to listen just out of sight of the near window.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Charging in here with your gun drawn!"

"I thought you were in trouble."

"Well you can see that I am not."

A minute passes as Booth mutters into his phone, calling off the backup that is coming. Then it is his turn to yell. "What was that voice mail about?"

"The tune you have been humming for the last month."

"What about it?"

"I know what it is called."

"You do?"

"Yes, and I looked up the lyrics…"

At this point the discussion becomes inaudible and Angie looks worriedly at Jack who shakes his head and whispers, "Oh man, she must be tearing him a new one."

Sadly Angela agrees, "I hoped… I thought if she knew, she would accept his feelings."

"Are you sure he means what the song says?"

"If he had hummed it once or twice, maybe it could be a coincidence. But he's been humming it for a month."

"I bow to the master."

They look at each other as only silence comes from her office. Starting to lean forward for a look, Angela straightens up as the door starts to open…


Booth leaves Bones' office, never looking at Angela and Jack eaves dropping on the other side of the doorway. He's too busy humming a new tune…

Angela sneaks a peek into Brennan's office and see's her retouching her lipstick. Turning, she pushes Jack back into her office and kisses him soundly.

"Not that I'm complaining," Jack asks with a warm smile, "but what was that for?"

As she starts searching her purse for her lipstick, she smiles, "I didn't want to feel left out." Pulling the tube out and twisting it until the stick rises, she starts retouching her own lipstick.

Jack stares at her for a moment, and then turns to face Dr. Brennan's office. Smiling, he raises his hand and points at Angela, "You mean…" Turning he then points at Brennan's office, "She and…"

Angela nods with a smile beaming at him. Blushing, she smiles even wider when he starts singing the words to that old Carpenter's tune Booth had been humming.

"I'm on top of the world, looking down on creation

And the only explanation I can find

Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around

Your love's put me at the top of the world…"



A/N: a dough boy was the nick name for an American infantry man during WWI

AA/N: The first song is 'I Say A Little Prayer' by Burt Bacharach. The second is 'Top Of The World' by Richard Carpenter.