Chapter 21

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew there was something she was supposed to do, something else than being naked on her bed with Booth, that is. But she just couldn't think of what, and right now she didn't even care. Booth was all she could concentrate on, and she didn't want it any other way.

She had been wanting this... him, for so long, finally having him made her dizzy with happiness. And she was sure Booth felt the same. After everything they had been through the last week, from dealing with being in each others' bodies, to driving each other crazy with sexual tension, she was surprised he had been able to hold back for so long.

A loud knock on the door and Angela's voice calling her name, was enough to make Brennan realize what that nagging thought had been all about. She slowly pulled away from Booth. She groaned, giving him an apologizing look, then she got to her feet searching for something to wear. Finding nothing made her realize she had only been wearing a towel, which was now lying abandoned on the living room floor. She decided to pick it up on her way to the door.

Securing the towel above her breasts, she reached for the door, but just as she was about to open she saw Booth coming toward her. He had on jeans and... her eyes stopped abruptly at the opened shirt.

"Button the shirt Booth!" she hissed.

"It doesn't have any buttons," Booth made a gesture for where the buttons had been not so long ago. Brennan stared, first not understanding. Then it hit her and she blushed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your shirt," she mumbled.

"It's okay Bones, hey maybe we..."

A voice from the other side of the door cut him off. "Sweetie I know you're there!"

Booth sighed frustrated, then gestured for the door. "Just open it."

Brennan did. "Ange this is not a..." she abruptly cut herself off. It wasn't just Angela standing there, Hodgins, Cam, Daisy and Sweets stood behind her. Brennan's first thought was to just shut the door right in front of them, but before she got time to act upon her impulse, Angela had taken a few steps inside. Hodgins joined her. He gave her towel a funny look, then his eyes landed on Booth standing there staring back at the crowd.

"Hey what happened to your shirt?"

Eight eyes turned to stare at him. Booth squirmed. "Nothing," he said stupidly, fumbling to keep the shirt to cover as much skin as it could in its torn state.

"Oh my god, we interrupted something, didn't we?" Angela grinned.

The partners looked at each other awkwardly, both seeming to think the same. Was it even worth lying? Brennan frowned as she studied Booth's dishevelled look, then she thought about her own messy hair, and most importantly lack of decent clothes.

"No," she finally decided to say.

Angela rolled her eyes.

"We so did," Hodgins argued.

"Yeah," Angela agreed. "I take it you two don't want to come with us to the party."

"No, I'd rather stay at home," Brennan said honestly. She glanced at Booth, who nodded in agreement.

"Home sounds good actually," he said.

"I'm sure it does," Angela grinned. "Have fun," she turned and shooed Hodgins and the others out of the apartment.

Brennan closed the door and locked it before turning to Booth. She smiled. "I think they believed the lie."

Booth snorted, then shook his head in amusement. "No, Bones they didn't. Not at all."

"How can you tell?"

"You're a lousy liar, and just look at us!"

Brennan stared, offended by his words. "I can lie very convincingly," she finally said.

"You like to think that yeah," Booth smiled.

Brennan slapped his arm, but didn't bother to argue this time.

A long silence followed then as they just stood there, staring at each other.

Finally Brennan spoke. "Before we were... well before Angela came... " she let the words trail off, not really knowing what she wanted to say.

"Yeah?" Booth asked.

Brennan shook her head. "Nothing... I... it was nothing..."



"I uh..." Booth stepped closer, reaching out to brush a few strands of hair away from Brennan's face. His hand lingered there, slowly sliding down to land on her bare shoulder. "I can't wait any longer, Bones I..." he was quieted by a kiss. "I want you... now," he murmured in between kisses.

"I know," Brennan breathed. She knew all too well how he felt. She wanted him too. So what was there to be so shy about? They had been naked together before, of course, that had been in each other's bodies, but really it didn't change anything.

But it wasn't just about sex anymore. They had both admitted to loving each other, and thinking back at it, Brennan was sure that if none of the things that had led to them being trapped in that cabin had happened, she would never had said it. They had practically been forced together, forced to see the world in a whole new point of view. It had made them understand and respect each others' lives more. But most importantly, it had made them both confess their true feelings.

And even though Brennan never managed to find a logical answer to how it had been possible to switch in the first place, she was still, in some weird way thankful for it.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Brennan abruptly grabbed hold of Booth's shirt and started to back toward the bedroom.

It was time to take this thing that people called a relationship, to a whole new level.



A/N: Thanks to everyone who's been reading and reviewing this story. I'm glad you liked it, and I hope you'll read more of my stories in the future :)

/Miss P