A/N: Well here we are. The end. I hope you all enoyed the ride as much as I have. And weren't our little 'Squintlets' and 'G-Boy' (Thanks Hawkeye Girl for the words) just the cutest? So, without further ado...
"That was a great summer," Angela Montenegro said with a happy sigh. Her best friend, Dr. Temperance Brennan glanced over from the driver seat.
"It was okay."
"Okay?" Angela asked, her voice rising up. "It was so more than just okay."
"It was a summer spent at summer camp," Brennan states as she puts her blinker on to signal her turn.
"It was more and you know it," Angela said, bring the tip of a straw to her lips. "It was the first place we met," she pointed out after she swallowed her drink.
"I know that, Ange," Brennan began, as she turned into the parking garage for the Jeffersonian.
"And it's where we met Jack." Angela interrupted.
"I'm not saying all those things weren't good. But it was just summer camp. How can you say that it was one of the most influential times in your life?"
"I don't know," Angela answered with a shrug. "I just…learned a lot that summer. And I met my best friend. And I met a lot of cool people too." Brennan rolled her eyes.
"I just don't get it," she said, maneuvering her car through the narrow aisle.
"You don't have to get it, sweetie," Angela said. "After all, the question was to name a moment that I found most influential in my life." She stuck out her tongue when Brennan tossed a quick glance at her.
"You can be so childish sometimes," Brennan commented.
"Keeps you young," Angela began. "Watch out!" Both women jerked forward in their seats when Brennan slammed on the brakes, narrowly missing the back bumper of an SUV. Letting out a heavy sigh, Brennan looked over at Angela who gave her the thumbs up sign.
"You okay?" a voice called. Brennan rolled down her window to answer the man half leaning out of his.
"You jerk, you trying to kill someone?" she yelled.
"Listen, lady, I'm sorry," the man called back. "I didn't see you back there." His eyes flicked away from Brennan and then back. "Is your friend okay?" Angela leaned over Brennan as much as she could still restrain by her seat belt.
"I'm good, sweetie," she called. Brennan pushed her back to her own seat.
"Look, no damage done," Brennan hollered to the man. "Lets just forget it." The man seemed to think over the proposal but finally nodded.
"As long as you're sure you and your friend are okay."
"Fine," Brennan said.
"You want to come and check?" Angela asked, again leaning over Brennan to talk out of the open window. The man flashed them a smile- I know that smile from somewhere, both ladies thought.
"Only if you want me too," he answered Angela's question but never pulled his eyes away from Brennan.
"We're fine," Brennan said, sending Angela a glare that only earned her a giggle. "Fine, but we do have to get back to work. We'll just be driving by. So don't back into us." With that, Brennan rolled up her window and drove past.
"Do we know him from somewhere?" Angela asked.
"No," Brennan said, as she pulled into her parking lot. "I'm sure I would remember somebody as annoying as him." Angela laughed as they got out. "What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing," Angela replied with a smile. "It's just that most women would have said 'I would remember somebody as cute as him'."
"He was not cute, Angela," Brennan argued.
"Sure, Brenn, he wasn't cute and Paris isn't really in France."
"But Paris is in France," Brennan said, her brows drawn together.
Special Agent Seeley Booth followed a security guard down the hallways of the Jeffersonian. His boss had told him to come here and ask for a Doctor Brennan. Why does that name sound familiar? he asked himself for the hundredth time. The guard came to a stop just outside a pair of glass sliding doors. "Just through there, sir," he said, looking at Booth.
"Thank you." The guard gave a quick nod and then left. Booth took a deep breath and then stepped through the doors. The lab was quiet. A look around confirmed the presence of three individuals: a man with curly hair who was bent over a microscope, a woman with black hair, leaning against some railing talking to…
"You?" he said. The two women on the platform, the black haired one and one who stood at an exanimation table, turned to look at him.
"Aren't you the guy from the parking garage?" Angela asked, walking down the stairs.
"That's me," he told her. "Are you sure you're okay?" Angela smiled.
"I'm fine," she said.
"You tracked us down to ask us how we were?" Brennan asked, coming down from the platform as well. "That could be considered stalking." Booth raised an eyebrow at her.
"I can assure you," he said. "I'm not stalking you. I didn't even know either one of you worked here."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"I'm looking for a Dr. Brennan." Angela and Brennan looked at each other and then quickly back to the man in front of them.
"Why?" Dr. Jack Hodgins asked, as he came up to stand beside Angela.
"Can you just tell me where to find him?" Brennan smiled and stuck out her hand.
"You just did," she told him. "Dr. Temperance Brennan." Booth reached out to take the offered hand, but stopped in mid motion, and just starred at her for a moment.
"Temperance?" he questioned.
"Yeah, that's right, you've got a problem with it?" Booth turned his eyes to Angela.
"Angela Montenegro?" he asked and then turned his eyes to the curly hair man. "Jack Hodgins?"
"How do you know us?" Angela asked. Booth's face spilt into a smile and he began to laugh.
"That's not answering the question," Brennan demanded, crossing her arms over her chest, making him laugh even harder. "Well?" Booth struggled to gain his composure, and when he got his laughing under control, he stuck out his hand and flashed her a wide smile.
"Special Agent Seeley Booth," he said and saw recognition flash in her eyes.
"Seeley?" she questioned softly, but it was drowned out by the squeals from Angela, who threw her arms around his neck.
"I just knew that I knew your smile somewhere," Angela said. "Oh, it's so good to see you again." Booth nodded his agreement, as one arm came around her for a hug. His eyes, though, never left Brennan.
"Looks like we'll be working together, Doctor Brennan." Angela stepped away and beamed at the two.
"Oh, how exciting," she said, clapping her hands together. "Tempe and Sexy Seeley, together again."
li ringrazia ed arrivederci
(The end. Thank you and goodbye)
Well, this really is it. The end. No more. That's all, Folks!
But before I sign off on this fic forever, a 'Thank you' to everybody who read and reviewed! You rock! And an extra special 'Thanks!' to: Goldpiece (as always), dddynamite, 18lzywner, siapom, Hawkeye Girl and Cookie-ER just cause I want to. AND...to all my fan club members, 2 (yes, that's right TWO!) chocolate-covered Booths EACH!
and that's it. Thanks again! -waves bye-