“I’m sick of lying.” Brennan sagte as she closed her apartment’s door, looking twice. Angela’s unannounced visits had become Mehr frequent lately.
“Me too, Bones, but we really can’t tell anyone. They wouldn’t let us work together anymore.”
“You could get clearance.” Brennan sagte as she took off her jacke and grabbed two beers from the fridge.
“But then I would have to talk to Hacker who… has a thing for you. Thanks.” he accepted the drink. “He’s not going to give me it easily. Heck, he might not even give it to me.” he sat on her sofa and turned on the TV.
“Well, don’t Du think Du should at least try?” She got some spaghetti and turned on a pot of boiling water.
“Whoa, Du are not cooking abendessen for me.” he jumped back off of the sofa.
“But you’re a terrible cook.”
“Thanks for the compliment. I’ll help then.”
“Ok, just do what I tell you.” Booth raised his eyebrows but she didn’t see.
“Chop these.”
“Sure.”
They both started cooking, their backs turned to one another.
“As I was saying, if this is going somewhere we’re going to need to tell people.” Brennan sagte as she opened the pack of spaghetti. “What if I do get pregnant oder Du do ask me to marry you?”
He ignored the last Kommentar on purpose. “You think this is going somewhere?” Booth asked, ignoring the irony. So much for a different outcome.
“Well… yes.” Brennan admitted. “I feel like this relationship is worth Mehr than my job.”
Booth smiled to himself.
“Do Du Liebe me yet?”
“Not sure.” Brennan and Booth both smiled to themselves. It had become a joke between them, even though Booth hated to admit that deep inside, he wished that one Tag she would answer properly.
“So I think Du should ask for clearance, oder I’ll do it for you.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“I would.”
Booth sighed. “It looks like you’re going to have to anyway. I am not telling Hacker that I stahl, stola his girlfriend.”
“Well, if Du told him that we already have a relationship, Du might get fired.”
“You want me to lie to the deputy director of the FBI?”
“Yes. You’re already doing so well.” She mocked.
“What do I do with these?” Booth referred to the cooking.
“Put them in here. I think it should be me first.” Brennan asked, looking into his face. Booth sighed.
“Yeah, it should. It’ll be Mehr like a break up than a request, no matter who says it.”
“Oh, I guess that means I’m cheating on him.” Brennan smiled.
“Yes, Du are.” Booth smiled back and drew her towards him. She kissed him and became fiercer and fiercer. Booth had to draw her away from the counter and lay her on the sofa. She started undoing his tie, and then his shirt, her lips not leaving his.
“Hi, Bren!” Angela’s voice came from the corridor.
“Damn it.” Brennan muttered. “Do Du think we could pretend that we’re not here?”
“I know that you’re here, I saw the lights from the road.” Angela’s voice sounded again.
“Hey, that’s mine!” Booth whispered.
“We should let her in.” Brennan sagte reluctantly.
“Yeah, we should. Though it doesn’t mean we will.”
“Booth, I know you’re there. I saw you’re car parked outside. If Du don’t let me in I’ll tell the whole lab you’re sleeping together, whether it’s true oder not.”
Booth groaned and let Brennan up. He buttoned his hemd, shirt and put on his tie.
“This won’t go on much longer.” Brennan promised as she went to the door. “I’ll tell Hacker tomorrow.” She opened the door.
“Hi! Hi Booth! What a surprise to see Du here! What are Du telling Hacker tomorrow?”
“I’ll tell Du tomorrow. Maybe.”
Angela sulked. “Ok, whatever.” She rubbed her hands together. “So, what are we having for dinner?” she asked, walking towards the stove. “It smells yum.”
“Booth!” Brennan whispered urgently. She ran up to him and wiped her lipstick of his face before Angela could turn around.
“This’ll be fun, right? The three of us…” Angela turned to look at them again.
“Yeah, as fun as the last three nights.” Booth said, faking enthusiasm.
“Yup.” Angela agreed.
“Ok, then.” Booth smiled. Brennan mirrored him. Angela frowned at both of them but forgot it quickly.
*
“You’re going to do this?” Booth asked. They were in his office and Brennan was getting up to see Hacker.
“Yes, I am.” Brennan frowned. “Do I need to find him?”
“Doesn’t look like it…” Booth saw Hacker approaching. He knocked on the door. “He’s going to be crushed…” Booth said, though he could not hide the hint of Glee in his voice. “Well, good luck.” Booth got up to let him in.
“You’re not staying?”
“What? Of course not. I’m not getting fired just for sitting in the background and looking smug.”
“Hello Agent Booth, Temperance. I saw Du come in.” Hacker came in.
Brennan breathed in. “Andrew, we need to talk.”
“It’s seems like Du two need your privacy… I’ll be leaving right about... now.” Booth near enough ran out of his own office.
“I would very much like to datum Booth, not you.” was what he heard as he left and he immediately regretted letting her do it. He didn’t look back to see if Hacker was watching him because he knew that he was. But he didn’t feel bad for him. Heck, the way he had sagte ‘Temperance’ had made him want to schlagen, punsch him in his smug little face.
Where should he go? He looked both ways before jumping into the lift. He just started tapping on Zufällig buttons, riding up and down, avoiding his own floor unless he met Hacker on his way out. He realized that he had better get out of there as soon as he caught a glimpse of Sweets on one of his elevator trips. He walked out of the building, wondering what was going on. He walked around the block a couple of times and then stopped Von a karte, warenkorb with free pretzels.
*
“I beg your pardon?” Hacker asked, watching Booth leave in disbelief.
“I said-“
“I heard what Du said. Do he know? No wonder he was looking so smug…”
“No, Booth has no idea.” Brennan was quick to add. She hadn’t told Booth about this part of the plan, and she realized that it might allow him to keep his job, if Hacker declined.
“Are Du sure?” Hacker asked, watching Booth look both ways before embarking the lift.
“Positive.” She realized that it was much easier to lie to Hacker than to Angela oder Hodgins oder Cam.
“So, let me get this clear… you’re dumping me while asking me to give Booth, my inferior, clearance to datum Du instead?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I am asking. He might not even say yes, though.”
“Are Du kidding me? Booth would of sagte yes with clearance oder without it.”
Brennan shifted uncomfortably as she tried to keep him from getting too close to the truth.
“So will Du give it to him oder not?”
“I don’t know, I’ll have to think about it.”
“Is that a fancy way of saying no?”
“No, it’s a fancy way of saying absolutely not.”
Brennan raised her eyebrows. “Why not?”
“Temperance, Du just dumped me.”
“Don’t Du want me to be happy?”
“Not if it involves someone else. Hey, I can be extremely selfish.”
“Or just plain mean.”
“Really? You’re calling me mean? That’s harsh.”
“I hope so.”
“It won’t get Booth clearance though.”
“What about me?”
“I have no control over that. Du can do whatever Du please. Just not with Booth.” Hacker seemed extremely smug.
“You know that even if Du say no, I’ll tell him anyway.”
“He’ll be fired.”
“Not if we keep it a secret. And I am very good a keeping a secret.” Hey, she had proof now.
Hacker paused. “Tell him what?”
Brennan sighed. “That my affection for him has been growing over the past few years and I would very much like to sleep with him.” She sagte it as if it were a fact.
“And that’s going to make this easier for me?”
“Stop being a baby.”
“I am one. And a sore looser. Except the problem is that I’m the baby in charge of Booth’s social life. That sounded wrong…”
Brennan frowned. “You won’t win.”
“Oh, I think I will.”
Brennan bit her lip, glared at him, and left.
“Me too, Bones, but we really can’t tell anyone. They wouldn’t let us work together anymore.”
“You could get clearance.” Brennan sagte as she took off her jacke and grabbed two beers from the fridge.
“But then I would have to talk to Hacker who… has a thing for you. Thanks.” he accepted the drink. “He’s not going to give me it easily. Heck, he might not even give it to me.” he sat on her sofa and turned on the TV.
“Well, don’t Du think Du should at least try?” She got some spaghetti and turned on a pot of boiling water.
“Whoa, Du are not cooking abendessen for me.” he jumped back off of the sofa.
“But you’re a terrible cook.”
“Thanks for the compliment. I’ll help then.”
“Ok, just do what I tell you.” Booth raised his eyebrows but she didn’t see.
“Chop these.”
“Sure.”
They both started cooking, their backs turned to one another.
“As I was saying, if this is going somewhere we’re going to need to tell people.” Brennan sagte as she opened the pack of spaghetti. “What if I do get pregnant oder Du do ask me to marry you?”
He ignored the last Kommentar on purpose. “You think this is going somewhere?” Booth asked, ignoring the irony. So much for a different outcome.
“Well… yes.” Brennan admitted. “I feel like this relationship is worth Mehr than my job.”
Booth smiled to himself.
“Do Du Liebe me yet?”
“Not sure.” Brennan and Booth both smiled to themselves. It had become a joke between them, even though Booth hated to admit that deep inside, he wished that one Tag she would answer properly.
“So I think Du should ask for clearance, oder I’ll do it for you.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“I would.”
Booth sighed. “It looks like you’re going to have to anyway. I am not telling Hacker that I stahl, stola his girlfriend.”
“Well, if Du told him that we already have a relationship, Du might get fired.”
“You want me to lie to the deputy director of the FBI?”
“Yes. You’re already doing so well.” She mocked.
“What do I do with these?” Booth referred to the cooking.
“Put them in here. I think it should be me first.” Brennan asked, looking into his face. Booth sighed.
“Yeah, it should. It’ll be Mehr like a break up than a request, no matter who says it.”
“Oh, I guess that means I’m cheating on him.” Brennan smiled.
“Yes, Du are.” Booth smiled back and drew her towards him. She kissed him and became fiercer and fiercer. Booth had to draw her away from the counter and lay her on the sofa. She started undoing his tie, and then his shirt, her lips not leaving his.
“Hi, Bren!” Angela’s voice came from the corridor.
“Damn it.” Brennan muttered. “Do Du think we could pretend that we’re not here?”
“I know that you’re here, I saw the lights from the road.” Angela’s voice sounded again.
“Hey, that’s mine!” Booth whispered.
“We should let her in.” Brennan sagte reluctantly.
“Yeah, we should. Though it doesn’t mean we will.”
“Booth, I know you’re there. I saw you’re car parked outside. If Du don’t let me in I’ll tell the whole lab you’re sleeping together, whether it’s true oder not.”
Booth groaned and let Brennan up. He buttoned his hemd, shirt and put on his tie.
“This won’t go on much longer.” Brennan promised as she went to the door. “I’ll tell Hacker tomorrow.” She opened the door.
“Hi! Hi Booth! What a surprise to see Du here! What are Du telling Hacker tomorrow?”
“I’ll tell Du tomorrow. Maybe.”
Angela sulked. “Ok, whatever.” She rubbed her hands together. “So, what are we having for dinner?” she asked, walking towards the stove. “It smells yum.”
“Booth!” Brennan whispered urgently. She ran up to him and wiped her lipstick of his face before Angela could turn around.
“This’ll be fun, right? The three of us…” Angela turned to look at them again.
“Yeah, as fun as the last three nights.” Booth said, faking enthusiasm.
“Yup.” Angela agreed.
“Ok, then.” Booth smiled. Brennan mirrored him. Angela frowned at both of them but forgot it quickly.
*
“You’re going to do this?” Booth asked. They were in his office and Brennan was getting up to see Hacker.
“Yes, I am.” Brennan frowned. “Do I need to find him?”
“Doesn’t look like it…” Booth saw Hacker approaching. He knocked on the door. “He’s going to be crushed…” Booth said, though he could not hide the hint of Glee in his voice. “Well, good luck.” Booth got up to let him in.
“You’re not staying?”
“What? Of course not. I’m not getting fired just for sitting in the background and looking smug.”
“Hello Agent Booth, Temperance. I saw Du come in.” Hacker came in.
Brennan breathed in. “Andrew, we need to talk.”
“It’s seems like Du two need your privacy… I’ll be leaving right about... now.” Booth near enough ran out of his own office.
“I would very much like to datum Booth, not you.” was what he heard as he left and he immediately regretted letting her do it. He didn’t look back to see if Hacker was watching him because he knew that he was. But he didn’t feel bad for him. Heck, the way he had sagte ‘Temperance’ had made him want to schlagen, punsch him in his smug little face.
Where should he go? He looked both ways before jumping into the lift. He just started tapping on Zufällig buttons, riding up and down, avoiding his own floor unless he met Hacker on his way out. He realized that he had better get out of there as soon as he caught a glimpse of Sweets on one of his elevator trips. He walked out of the building, wondering what was going on. He walked around the block a couple of times and then stopped Von a karte, warenkorb with free pretzels.
*
“I beg your pardon?” Hacker asked, watching Booth leave in disbelief.
“I said-“
“I heard what Du said. Do he know? No wonder he was looking so smug…”
“No, Booth has no idea.” Brennan was quick to add. She hadn’t told Booth about this part of the plan, and she realized that it might allow him to keep his job, if Hacker declined.
“Are Du sure?” Hacker asked, watching Booth look both ways before embarking the lift.
“Positive.” She realized that it was much easier to lie to Hacker than to Angela oder Hodgins oder Cam.
“So, let me get this clear… you’re dumping me while asking me to give Booth, my inferior, clearance to datum Du instead?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I am asking. He might not even say yes, though.”
“Are Du kidding me? Booth would of sagte yes with clearance oder without it.”
Brennan shifted uncomfortably as she tried to keep him from getting too close to the truth.
“So will Du give it to him oder not?”
“I don’t know, I’ll have to think about it.”
“Is that a fancy way of saying no?”
“No, it’s a fancy way of saying absolutely not.”
Brennan raised her eyebrows. “Why not?”
“Temperance, Du just dumped me.”
“Don’t Du want me to be happy?”
“Not if it involves someone else. Hey, I can be extremely selfish.”
“Or just plain mean.”
“Really? You’re calling me mean? That’s harsh.”
“I hope so.”
“It won’t get Booth clearance though.”
“What about me?”
“I have no control over that. Du can do whatever Du please. Just not with Booth.” Hacker seemed extremely smug.
“You know that even if Du say no, I’ll tell him anyway.”
“He’ll be fired.”
“Not if we keep it a secret. And I am very good a keeping a secret.” Hey, she had proof now.
Hacker paused. “Tell him what?”
Brennan sighed. “That my affection for him has been growing over the past few years and I would very much like to sleep with him.” She sagte it as if it were a fact.
“And that’s going to make this easier for me?”
“Stop being a baby.”
“I am one. And a sore looser. Except the problem is that I’m the baby in charge of Booth’s social life. That sounded wrong…”
Brennan frowned. “You won’t win.”
“Oh, I think I will.”
Brennan bit her lip, glared at him, and left.
