DISCLAIMER: These have been few and far between for this story- but for every chapter the sentiment remains the same- don't own Bones. Would like to, but plan with the flying monkeys still needs a permit.

Oh, also, someone asked about Scoobies refs- yes completely intentional- the math being DB equals Buffy plus Angel, Buffy plus Angel equals Scoobies, DB plus ED equals Bones, therefore Bones equals Scoobies, at least for the purpose of this story.

Couldn't figure out characters, though, although I definitely think Brennan n' BoothShag n' Scoob, as the heart of the piece, even though Brennan has the Velma vibe going on. Feel free to have an opinion. Moving on…now.

Angela swanned through the crowds to meet Brennan, a very satisfied-looking Hodgins and a sulky-looking Zack in tow.

"Past your bed time, Zakky-boy?"

"Anyone having to watch your mating technique would fall straight to sleep, Hodgins."

"Ouch, burn! That was a good one."

"Thank you."

Angela shook her head and looked heavenward.

"Boys will be boys."

Then she stopped dead.

Hodgins ran into her.

Zack ran into Hodgins.

"Angela, what are you doing?"

"Huh?" She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Yes! Finally.

"Angela." Hodgins put a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright?"

She snapped out of it.

"You know, guys, I've just remembered, Brennan phoned earlier and said she has a case. Booth went with her. So, uh, let's grab a coffee, huh?"

She hurried away, two confused squints trailing after her.

She couldn't resist sneaking a peek over her shoulder, towards a pool of light cast by the lights of the Ferris wheel.

There, completely oblivious to the crowds she hated and the noise of the fairground, stood Brennan, wrapped in Booth's arms.

As Angela watched, Booth brushed a strand of hair away from Brennan's face, grinned, and murmured something in her ear, making Brennan whack him on the arm, then stretch up to kiss him in such a way that even Angela, several metres away, felt the heat.

Angela grinned to herself and turned away, anticipating the grilling she was going to give her best friend tomorrow.

"Chaos, hope, and love. I'm always right."

Brennan pulled back, panting.

"You know, you didn't surprise me."

Booth eyed her, vaguely amused that she could still form sentences when he was desperately trying to hold onto the thought that they were in a public place right now.

"What?"

"You said you would surprise me tonight. I wasn't surprised."

"Bones, you seemed pretty surprised."

"Maybe a little taken aback. Not surprised."

He brushed a lock of hair back behind her ear, grinning wickedly as her eyes fluttered closed for a second.

"Taken aback, surprised, same thing. Anyway, who says that I was trying to surprise you?"

"I just thought, since you had said that work relationships weren't viable, that you were going for the shock angle. But I knew you didn't mean it."

He shook his head, resigned to the fact that talking was now the favoured activity.

"You did, huh?"

"Yes. I know you, Booth. Maybe you meant it with other women. Not with me."

He was watching her mouth, but reluctantly tore his gaze away and looked her in the eyes.

"Not with you? Why?"

She smiled. "Because our partnership goes deeper than that. Because I knew you didn't see me in that way. Because we work on a different level than just co-workers. Because you care about me. Because I care about you."

He studied her, a little shocked, a lot pleased at her perception, then, as she smirked at him, pleased with herself, decided it was time this conversation stopped being verbal and became physical.

He shook his head at her.

"You might be right, Bones, but that's not all of it."

She looked interested. "Then what?"

He leaned forward s he was speaking directly into the shell of her ear.

"You annoy me far too much to ever be just someone I work with."

She huffed in irritation, then as his hands slid under the coat that had somehow become undone in the last few minutes, whacked him on the arm, trying to pull away.

But then his fingers started to trace a pattern on the base of her spine, and she felt herself slowly melting.

Smothering a grin as her hands clenched convulsively on his jacket, he murmured in her ear, taking the opportunity to bite her earlobe.

"So, Bones, what are we gonna do for the rest of the evening? Suggestions?"

She drew back a little to look at him, annoyance and lust mingling in her eyes.

He kept his expression neutral, fighting not to smile at the small shudder his hands produced as they slid slowly under the hem of her shirt.
"Fine."

She sighed in exasperation, like she was doing him a favour, and stretched up to kiss him, making a small, sighing sound low in her throat as he tangled a hand in her hair and deepened the kiss.

He could get used to that sound. He was already anticipating making her do it again.

"So, Bones, wanna go back on the Ferris wheel?"

Now she was the one looking at his mouth, trying to figure out the reason he was bringing up a ride he obviously disliked when he was supposed to be kissing her.

"I thought you hated the Ferris wheel."

In response he leaned forward again and whispered in her ear, then eased back, grinning wickedly at her.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

"I didn't think you could do that on a Ferris wheel."

He laughed and grabbed her hand, pulling her into his side as they started back to the ride.

"Let's find out."

Author's note: Aw. The End. No more carnivals except if they do it in the show, in which case I bags writing it. Okay, just watched the end of The Man in the Cell, and Brennan really didn't seem to care that Booth was cutting off pretty much all possibility of a relationship- so I wanted to write it like, she knew, subconsciously, she was different- therefore not in Booth's little group of people he won't date. Plus, he really wasn't all that convincing, like, he didn't believe what he was saying, himself. I'm reading like, far (squared to the power of six) too much into this, aren't I? That was the reasoning for the conversation in this chapter, anyway. Moving on, hope you liked the story, thanks a million to all readers and thanks a million and one to all reviewers- you rock, and have a fantastic week!