That's What Friends Are For- Rated t+/m (fluffersmutter!), written by BrainySmurf0302

Next part, definitely more Booth... it's a continuation of this.

That sounded like one hell of a laugh! What a brilliant way to spend an afternoon!

Okay Guys. So here's the dilly-o.
Frst, I would like to apologize for not updating for a bit. Many many projects + yours truly = unhappy writer who misses her almost theraputic writing sessions.
Fortunately, I believe I am finished with the majority of my projects fr the time being and will be abe to update soon! I am counting on Sunday night. Whoowee!
I am very tired. So, happy bonesday to all (I liked this episode)!
I will have to fufill my weekly Bones quota in the next eight weks by givng you readers a lot of reading material.
Also, I have been working on the fic I am going to hopefully start in March.
Any suggestions?
Thank you so much for reading.
MORE SOON
<3
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<-not actually angry or devilish myself, but given toniht's eppie.... couldn't resist

Thank you Smurf!! I am compliling fanfic to get me through the long long draught. I shall mark sunday off on my fic calendar

Hey. Something that is stuck in my mind. Do any of you watch NCIS? If so, did you notice that Daisy plays the daughter of the supposed dead guy on the eppie 'Slent night'?I just noticed that. It was a duh moment
So... update. here it is. I expect about maybe five more chapters out of this, maybe. Then onto aforementioned (wow that is a long word) *SHINY* NEW fanfic! :] this makes me happy, i think you people might like it, but any suggestions?
Onwards with the fic-ing.
Enjoy!
Went to open document.... Damn microsoft locked the document on me... remnd me to actually register my word program?
Still, I'll write this for you
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"Agh. Booth?" Brennan called, her elbow raw from scrubbing. Apparently one of the jars had contained the more permanent type of paint. She had had some little samplers, and accidentally grabbed one. The paint wouldn't come off, and she was getting very frustrated.

He poked his head around the corner of the bathroom. Seeing her disguntled expression, he smiled. Unfortunately, this would only piss her off more. But, hey, she was adorable when angry. Just don't tell her that .

"Are you going to help me or what?" She snapped. He was just standing there, looking like a fool. A cute fool, but...

Booth stepped forward, looking at her elbow. He frowned, and her irritable mood disappitated.

"This is about a class five." He announced, the frown gone from his features and now replaced by another grin.

It was infectious. A small smile graced her features, and as she drew her next breath in order to speak, he knew that he had gained her curiosity.

"What scale are you talking about?" She asked, her head tilting a little bit to the side, a couple of auburn strands falling from her ponytail.

"The 'Parker Mess Scale'," Booth laughed, reaching out and tucking her hair behind her ear.

Her breath hitched for a second, and then she laughed, trying to ignore the heat pooling in her lower abdomen at his touch.

Oh God. She needed him. And she couldn't let her fear take hold of her life. So she did what Temperance Brennan does best. She put thoughts in a "box" and continued.

He watched her with interest, as her pupils dilated and her breathing accelerated. Usually this happened when he was around her, but as their laughter faded, there was something different in her eyes. Determination .

His hand was still touching her cheek, where it had drifted and stayed after tucking her hair behind her ear. Realizing, he started to pull away when she grabbed his hand.

"Don't. Please." She murmured, looking into his eyes. She brought his hand back up to cup her cheek, and she leaned into it.

Booth looked at her, trying to read her. He didn't want to rush her. It had been about a month since he had gotten her back. She and Angela were getting better. And he didn't want to set that back, make her more upset.

Not reading anything peculiar, Booth drew her into his arms. She leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder. They stood there for about a minute, until Brennan spoke.

"Kiss me." She pleaded, afraid that he'd say no. "Make me forget." She added, loking up into his honest brown eyes.

"Are you..."

His question was cut short by an assault on his mouth, and after a second of hesitation, he gently matched her more aggressive lips, holding her tight as her toungue passed his lips, exploring. He would let her lead.

Breath shallow, she stared at him once their lips disconnected.

Slowly, she unwrapped her arms from his neck, and grabbed his hand. Leading him into her room, he understood. Backing him up, she pinned him on the wall. Her gaze inspected him, the infamous focus she had at work now focused on him.

"Bones...are you sure?" This time he completed the sentence, looking at her ith concern as she caught his eye.

"Yes. Please, Seeley." She begged, and he shivered at the use of his Christian name.

She pulled his shirt off over his head, running her fingers over his muscular stomach. Then kissing up his jawline, she smiled into his ear.

"Make me yours."

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Okily dokily. Bed time oer here in ye olde Boston!
I was wondering how i should go about this.
And no, i did not forget Angela. I promise.
Let me know what you think. I'm Guessing an update on tuesday.
Goodnight/morning!
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That was a little bit on the short site.....but still enjoyable.
I like that Brennan is slowly getting back to normal, but I hope she won't take it too far.

Can't wait for more

Loved it as usual (even if it was short!!! LOL).

Looking forward to more.

BrainySmurf0302 wrote:
Okily dokily. Bed time oer here in ye olde Boston!

You're in Boston too!

I have no idea why that made me happy, but it did

TY for the update! grea as usual

Sorry peeps for the lack of updates... On vacation, no internet (at one of those cafes now). I'm working on my new fan fic that you sould see about marchish. I will UD on sunday when I get home
And I don't have. Classes monday... So perhaps an update thhen as well ? ;D
See ya soon,
Sunnie

Hey I'm baaccckkk!
With a brand new, shiny, chapter.
I hope don't disappoint. my word program still isn't working, so this might look abit short.
Enjoy!
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"Nope. No. And no."

He was fine with making out like horny teenagers, but there was no way she was getting in his pants, or vice versa.

"Why?" Tempe whined, trying to get her hand out of the big one that was preventing her from completing her mission.

He put his elbow back so that he could sit up. She fell back onto his lap and hooked her legs around his waist.

"Because it won't just go away, Bones. And I don't want to do something that you might regret doing. I don't want you to be anything but happy." Booth answered, praying that she would understand.

She shifted back, sitting so that her legs were crossed. Booth could see her struggle, and watched closely until she closed her eyes and nodded.

"Yeah, but.... wait, did I actually get agreement on that?" Booth's eyes widened, not believing his luck.

She nodded again, this time opening her eyes. "One more month. That's it," She steeled her gaze as Booth started to speak, effectively shutting him up. "And no, it's not open for negotiation."

****************************Angela*****************************

The art prints that Brennan had in her apartment were all Angela's except one. And so the artist studied it, trying to gain insight.

Ocean water lapped on white sanded beach, the sun out and shining. A small cottage was halfway out of the treeline. It's structure was very homey and welcoming, and a small plume of smoke trailed upwards towards the sun. Seagulls wheeled about in the sky, their calls swallowed up by the vastness of the azure expanse.

Angela pondered about this for approximately seven minutes. No clear answers came to her mind, so she got up from the couch and got herself one of those ridiculously healthy tea mixes that Tempe had convinced her to try the day before.
As she was mixing, one word came to her mind :
Home .

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Part two coming tomorrow afternoon.
C? C? Q? don't be shy!

aaaagggghh I swear that was alot longer... oh well tomorrow hopefully microsoft word will be my friend and let me use it (oh hint hint wink wink pointed glace at said offending program).

BrainySmurf0302 wrote:aaaagggghh I swear that was alot longer... oh well tomorrow hopefully microsoft word will be my friend and let me use it (oh hint hint wink wink pointed glace at said offending program).

try open office
that works just fine for me

I liked the new chapter
especially that Booth said no to her.
But I didn't really get the Angela-part.....maybe that will be explained in the next part though, so I'll wait patiently

HOLY....CANNOLI.
I cannot believe how long it's been. O.o
My sincerest apologies to those I have kept waiting... I've had a bunch of circumstances gang up on me that weren't too nice.
One being word killng itself, lterally, on my laptop.
The second being my laptop commiting suicide.
The third being after that, and after getiing everything fixe after about two months... I got wrapped up in readng over at fanfic.net...and forgot to update ((
I have this week left to finish this, I believe, because I'm gonna be gone without electronics for 3 weeks, July 25th to August 14th. :/
HOWEVER. That also means I'll hve 3 weeks to formulate a new fic. I've had some ideas, and I'll have quite a bit of downtime, so that's reallly good.
Again, my sincerest apologies. :[[
It feels goodto be back. <3
-Sunnie

p.s. I'll have a chapter for you by tomorrow