Chapter 17

Later the Night at Dinner

Brennan sat across from Booth at the restaurant. They had just enjoyed a very nice meal and were slowly sipping their respective drinks, wine for Brennan and beer for Booth.

"So how'd it go?" He asked.

"It went well. So well in fact that the case was decided in my favor." The forensic anthropologist said. At this, Booth's jaw opened slightly.

"How?" He wondered.

"The lawyer brought up the fact that Mr. Dell had breached his contract by putting my address on his website and that my publisher had every right to fire him. After presenting the contract to the judge and the defendant, the defense tried to argue but the judge wouldn't hear it. Mr. Dell was ordered to remove my address from his website and pay for any damages done to my apartment." Brennan face lit up with a smile.

"So he's going to pay for the new locks?" Booth asked.

"And the stand in the hall. The drawer broke from when Clive tipped it over." Brennan said.

"I thought Clive had to pay for the stand?" He wondered.

"No, he's just serving his time for breaking an entering." Brennan said.

"That's a misdemeanor. The max sentence he could get is one year. What did the judge give him?" Booth asked.

"Thirty days in jail and 150 hours of community service when he gets out. It was his first offense." Brennan explained.

"Are you ok with that?" Booth asked as he took another sip of his beer.

"Yes, I mean Clive apologized he said he just wanted to meet his favorite author and he realizes what he did was foolish. I'm sure he'll think twice before trying something like that again." She said.

"I'll bet." Booth smiled remembering slamming Clive's face into the bed and threatening him. Brennan didn't ask about his comment as she took a drink from her wine glass. The waiter brought the bill over and Booth reached for it at the same time Brennan did.

"Tell you what, I'll take care of the bill if go back to your place." Booth smiled.

"Deal." Brennan answered without missing a beat.


Booth pulled the SUV outside Brennan's apartment building. He opened his door and ran across the front of the big black vehicle. Brennan was surprised at his speed and watched him open the door.

"Chivalry isn't completely dead." He smiled offering her his arm. Brennan smiled back and took his arm. They walked up the steps and she used her key to enter the building. The landlord had put up security cameras since Brennan's run in and she commented that she felt they were necessary.

"You really think the cameras are necessary?" Booth asked.

"Well, I don't need them but my neighbors might. I mean I can handle myself." She said. Booth wasn't sure if she really meant that or if she was trying to cover up her insecurities. When she had been kidnapped he'd seen a change in her personality. She didn't seem as strong and when he received that phone call during the storm, it was obvious she wasn't herself.

"What are you thinking about?" Brennan asked as they entered the elevator. Booth's answer was to pull her close and kiss her.

The elevator doors opened to reveal Brennan's arms around Booth's neck and her legs around his waist. He moved out into the hallway as they continued to kiss each other. They separated for only long enough for Brennan to give him the keys.

Booth unlocked the door and he walked in with Brennan still wrapped around him. Shutting the door with his foot, Booth moved toward the sofa. There he put her down and she untangled her arms and legs. Her hands found his shirt buttons and started to unbutton them when he put his hand on hers. She looked at him with confusion. He looked into her blue eyes and saw that she had no intention of holding back. Booth leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"Are you sure?" Her answer was to pull him down and press her lips against his, hard. That was all he needed. Soon both were undoing buttons, zippers, and anything else that stood in their way.

The End

Well there you have it. There's the BB I promised. I start college tomorrow so I'll keep you posted for when the next story will start.