Author's Note: I want to make this into a multiple chapter fic, but I don't know if I should continue with this idea. Constructive criticism and reviews are helpful!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones. Fox does. This is just for fun.

He walked into her office to find her asleep at her desk. He paused, about to turn around and leave so that he didn't wake her, but she lifted her head off her arms and looked at him.

"Booth, what are you doing here?" Her voice was thick with exhaustion and the bags under her eyes were more evidence to the fact that she hadn't slept well in a week. He sat down in the chair across from her desk and she laid her head back down on her arms. She looked at him expectantly. "What do you want?"

"I rented a cabin this weekend and I thought that maybe you would like to join me. You know, get away from the city for a little bit…just me and you." He replied, causing her to sit up and stare at him in shock. Her sleeve rose up a few inches with the sudden movement and he could see the edge of a bruise peeking out from beneath the fabric. Noticing his gaze, she grabbed the sleeve and pulled it down, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. She looked away from him, one hand playing with the edge of her sleeve. "I just think it would be good for you, Bones."

Her eyes once again met his. Her blue eyes stared into him with a blank gaze. He couldn't tell if she was thinking about his proposition or if she had retreated behind the walls that had built up again this week. It was hard to tell-this was the only expression he seemed to be getting from her now. "I don't know."

"Bones, it's on a lake and everything. There's two bedrooms-one is more of a loft area complete with balcony. It's even in the mountains. Will you please come with me?" He asked, watching as her brow furrowed as she struggled to make a decision. This had been the most time he had spent with her this week because she had completely shut him out. Every time he tried to come over with Thai or spend time with her here, she always ignored him and his attempts to get her to talk to him. She had been stubbornly silent-this was the most she had said to him in one sitting.

He heard footsteps approaching quickly, heels click-clacking on the lab's floor. He turned to find Angela in the entrance to the office, bags that had obviously come from the diner in both hands. She looked shocked to see him sitting there, but walked in and set the bags on the floor next to the desk.

"I didn't know you were going to be here, Booth, or I would have gotten you something." Angela said apologetically as she dug around in one of the bags, finally pulling out a fork and take-out container. She set these in front of Brennan, who pushed them away as Angela continued to rummage in the other bag.

"Angela, I'm not hungry." She said, glaring at her friend who had found her own food by now and dragged a chair up to the desk. "Booth can have mine. I don't want it."

"Well, you're going to have to eat it anyway. You've barely eaten anything all week! What am I supposed to do? Feed you through a tube?" Angela exclaimed, fed up with the fact that Brennan refused to eat what she put in front of her. "I've brought her food every day for the past week for lunch and tried to get her to eat something. I've gone to all her favorite restaurants now and she still refuses to eat." This was directed at Booth, who turned to look at his partner. She looked miserable, her knees pulled up to her chest now, head resting on top of them. Her eyes were closed and her shirt had rode up-another edge of a bruise could be seen. As though she could feel his eyes on her, she pulled it down to cover her side and part of her lower back.

"So, what brings you here in the middle of the day, sweetie?" Angela asked him between forkfuls of salad. "I know you've been trying too, but I haven't seen you here at this time. Cam and Hodgins are a little worried and so am I. Look at her-this isn't her normal reaction."

"I rented a cabin up in the mountains this weekend and I asked her to go with me-just the two of us. I thought it would be a good idea to get her away from the city for a while, but she won't answer the question. All she has said since I've been here was to ask what I was doing here and say, "I don't know" in response to my idea. This is beginning to worry me too." He replied, never taking his eyes off the woman sitting across from him.

"That's a really good idea. If anyone can make her feel better and maybe even eat or sleep-I'd be happy with either one right now and probably so would you- it's you, Booth." She reached over and gently nudged Brennan's shoulder.

"Angela!" He whispered frantically. "You're going to wake her up!"

Angela turned to look at him. "She's not asleep. She's been doing this all week. When she wants someone to go away, she'll curl up like this and pretend to fall asleep until said person leaves. On Monday, I left and turned around to see if she was faking it and she was. It's her defense mechanism." She gently nudged Brennan's shoulder again and Brennan "woke" up to glare at the both of them, rubbing her shoulder with one hand.

"What do you want now?" Angela gave Booth a knowing look before turning her attention back to her friend.

"I think that it would be a wonderful idea if you went with Booth, sweetie. You need some time away from here. Time to just get away and forget. It would be good for you and I think that Booth would take excellent care of you." This was the wrong thing to say.

"I don't need to be taken care of, Angela! I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I don't need you or Booth." She exclaimed, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at both of them again. "But…it would be good to get away from…all this." She murmured, looking down as a faint blush crept up her cheeks.

"Then it's settled. I'll take you home and we can begin to pack. Booth can pick you up tomorrow around nine-is that good, Booth?"

"That's fine."

"Great! Do you think you could talk to Cam about this?" The question was once again directed towards him and he assured her that he would. "Then we're all set-"

Brennan cut her off. "Angela, tomorrow's Friday! I have to come in to work-"

"You haven't even been doing any work here this week, even if you do come in, so one day off isn't going to be a big deal." Angela said with a tone of finality. He stood as she did, pulling Brennan to a standing position beside her.

"I should go talk to Cam now." He said, walking out of her office. This weekend trip had sounded like a good idea, but by now he wasn't so sure, especially with Brennan's reluctance to eat or sleep or talk. He knew that he had a tough weekend ahead of him.