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Chapter 6: The morning after
Temperance Brennan woke up the next morning not due to her alarm clock, but the fact that there was something around her waist. Looking down, she saw that it was a man''s arm.
What is going on here? I have no clothes on, hey, it''s Booth''s arm. That would make what happened last night... not a dream! Finally, this is good.
No Tempe, this is not good, the FBI probably won''t like that you two got together, (finally), and will split you up. Not good.
Okay Dr. Brennan, firstly, we don''t know for sure if that is FBI policy or not and secondly it''s Booth. Let me be a woman for a moment and enjoy being in the arms of the man I love.
Brennan relaxed and enjoyed until she felt Booth wake up behind her.
"Morning, beautiful." Booth said, kissing the auburn curls at the top of her head before returning his to a delightful place on her neck.
"Morning Booth." Temperance murmured as Booth's stomach spoke up. "How about I make us some breakfast while you take a shower?"How about we just stay here forever?"That would be impossible Booth, we have to get out of this bed at some point. I have to go to the Jeffersonian today, I'm afraid that if I don't get at least a few limbo cases solved Dr. Goodman might decide that I should be removed from FBI casework so I can prioritize on what the museum actually pays me for. And don't you have to finish signing off on that last case file?" Brennan rattled off.
"Okay, but for the record I do not approve of this decision." Booth grumbled, unwilling to let go of this marvelous, beautiful woman.
Thirty minutes later Booth was drying off his hair while Bones finished loading up his plate.
"Oh good, you're done. So here's you're steak and eggs, you can eat while I take my shower." She turned and went up the hall to the bathroom and took her shower.
When she returned, she saw that he had barely touched his food.
"What, you don't like the food? Is the steak too rare? Brennan asked, confused. I'll admit steak isn't my forte, but I don't think I'm bad at it.
"No, I'll bet it's great, I just wanted to wait for you." Booth laughed, big brown eyes smiling.
"You waited for me? I'll bet your eggs got cold, that's not good, cold eggs."
"Eh, cold eggs with you is better than hot eggs without." No duh, dirt with you is better than hot eggs without.
"Okay, sure, I'll just get my cornflakes and milk." Bones grabbed said items, sat down, and they began to eat.
"Hey, Bones?" I hope I don't sound too nervous.
"Yeah?" Uh-oh, he sounds nervous,
"The FBI HATES when partners get together, because romantic attachments can become their focus instead of doing their jobs. But there are some, few cases where they got to stay together. All they had to do was hide their relationship until they were very far along. One couple even was married for a year before they revealed their relationship. Do you understand?" Booth asked puppy dog eyes in place.
"I think so, you're saying no chance for us to play 'FBI agent and difficult suspect' in the interrogation room anytime in the immediate future?" Brennan responded, voice as even as ever.
"Whoa, where'd Dr. Brennan go, how did you get in her body, and yeah, basically."
"I'm still here, just the Doctor side is on vacation for a bit, maybe she can schedule you in for a through examination let's say, tonight?" Does she have any Idea what she does to me when she talks like this.
"How about we go back to the bedroom, now, you do your examination, and I do my interrogation?"
"I thought we covered this, I really, really, really need to do some non-FBI-related work, or else I may not be able to say I have a job at the Jeffersonian. Speaking of, I would like to add the Jeffersonian to the 'No Public Displays of Affection Places' list."
"Your reasoning being…?"
My mushy girl feelings. I would kinda like to keep us to ourselves for the time being, plus I don't think Cam would be all too pleased to know that icy bone bitch Brennan is boning her most recent ex-boyfriend.
"Okay three questions, one, mushy girl feelings? Two, how did you come up with that nickname? And three, how do you know what "boning" means?"
"To answer the above, yes Booth, I am female, which means I sporadically like shopping, I love chocolate, and I have rare insecurities about important relationships, also known as mushy girl feelings according to Angela.
Also, I gained that particular nickname from Agent Moran. I worked with him on a case before we became partners, and when I came over to his office to give him the paper work so he could sign off on it, I overheard him complaining about that 'Icy-Bone-Bitch' Brennan.
And, I work with bones, with Angela. Do you really think I could work with her for this long without hearing sexual innuendo having to do with bones?"
"Oh, remind me to deck Agent Moran, and that makes sense."
"Why, because some guy had a bad opinion of me? Honey, if you did that to every guy who ever had a bad opinion of me, the entire male population would have a black eye and you would have a very sore arm. It's not worth it."
"Did you just call me 'Honey'?"
"I did. Is that a problem?"
"No, I just didn't expect that from you, especially this soon. So long as you stick
to traditional pet names, I'm good."
"So long as you stick to traditional ones too, and do NOT call me baby or babe. Those are not only inaccurate, but demeaning."
"Deal. Shake on it?" Booth extended his hand. When Brennan gave him hers he pulled her to him and kissed her passionately.
When the need for air required their separating, Brennan reluctantly said, "Can you drop me off at work before you go to yours?"
So there it is. Please, please, please, review. Reveiws are my life blood.