Set sometime in Season 7. No copyright infringement intended. Not making any money out of it. Etc Etc.

The doors of the elevator ding open, and Hope and two other people come out of it towards Joy's door.

"Are you sure she's home?" the beautiful brunette asks Hope as soon as they step out of the elevator. Tall, with soft curly brown hair and with intelligent bright blue eyes, Dr. Temperance Brennan had a striking figure. She had also a very rational mind, totally dedicated to forensic sciences, being one of the top experts in the field, working as the main specialist in the forensic department of the Jeffersonian.

"Better yet, are you sure she will help us?" Special Agent Seeley Booth, the handsome tall man standing beside Dr. Brennan, looks at Special Agent Hope Buchanan, who shakes her head and waves her hand dismissing his worries, "when I called her earlier this evening, she said she was just going to chill out at home, after a long day of paperwork," she smirks, "she will enjoy having a nice puzzle like yours to sink her teeth in."

The three people approach the door of the apartment, and freeze when they hear something falling in the floor and cracking. They immediately tense and approach the door slowly, the two federal agents drawing their weapons, "what was that?" whispers Dr. Brennan. They hear muffed sounds, like a struggle, and take position at the door.

Agent Booth gets ready to break the door but before he kicks down the door, Bones jumps before him. "STOP!" she leans over and the three adults clearly hear moaning and some type of rhythmic noise, and a female repeating in a low voice, like a mantra "Oh Timothy, don't stop!" A male grunt in answer, and then the rhythmic noise speeds up.

The two women grin at each other, and Booth has an incredulous expression on his face, that rapidly changes to horror, "Are they…" he can't voice his thoughts, but Brennan doesn't have the same problem, and asks Hope, "are they copulating?" Hope's grin gets bigger, she nods and glues her ear to the door. Brennan imitates her. Hope immediately fishes her cell phone from her purse, and starts recording, at the exact moment they hear a male voice, "Oh Joy, you are so…" another grunt, followed by more moaning.

Hope makes a silly happy dance once she recognizes McGee's voice, "I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!" She turns to the Bones and Booth, "she tried to deny it, but I've seen them together, and now…" more moaning and a female sigh can be heard, and Hope is recording everything, "I have proof."

"You are recording that?" Booth looks horrified at Hope, whose grin gets bigger, "of course, that's great blackmail material," they stay silent for a moment longer, and they can hear nothing for some moments.

"Do you think they are done?" whispers Bones, exactly when they hear again the rhythmic thumping and moaning, "I think we should leave, so they can…." says Booth, completely uncomfortable, but the two women look at him, and say, "NO", and glue their ears back to the door, and they are speeding up, and Joy's voice is starting a crescendo wailing cry, "oh Tim, oh Tim, OH TIM!"

Booth blushes five shades of red, as he's getting turned on by the performance, and grabs the arms of the two eavesdroppers and drag them down the corridor, towards the elevators, "I think we've heard enough, we are leaving so they can finish…" they hear a female scream of ecstasy, and a corresponding male grunt, "I wanted to record that" says Hope, slapping the hand dragging her down the corridor, but Booth doesn't let go of her arm. He releases Brennan for a second so he can call the elevator, "I think you have enough blackmail material," the elevator dings and the doors open, and he drags the two women in.

As soon as the doors close, Brennan smiles at Hope, "I'm impressed at his stamina, I believe your sister has found a fine specimen of the male gender to copulate with," Hope's grin couldn't be bigger, as she is reviewing the sound file she just recorded, "I knew these quiet shy types are the most sex-starved ones," Booth can feel his eyebrows rising up to his hair, "What?" she waves a hand at him, "He is her partner at NCIS, a quiet and reserved tech guy, probably hadn't got laid in ages, and he's trying to catch up with my sister," she laughs, "considering my sister's dry spell, they were made for each other."

"How do you know that your sister even had a dry spell?" Booth is looking horrified at Hope.

"Because we talked about it, we talk about everything, especially that," Hope wiggles her eyebrows at him.

"Wait a second, he's her partner at NCIS?" Brennan is more interested in another tidbit of information, "do they even allow that?" Hope shrugs, "there is some kind of unwritten rule about it, she keeps talking about rule 12, but Joy never really was the type who followed rules, she's more interested in breaking them."

She fiddles with her mobile phone, and opens some picture files on it, "I took these pictures when we worked on the KSM bombers' case," she shows the pictures she took while Joy was speaking with Gibbs and McGee in front of the hotel, Joy and McGee walking side by side towards the hotel, McGee leaning over her shoulder to read something on the paper Joy was holding. Booth and Bones see a very tall light haired man dwarfing a brunette woman, with soft curly hair and a curvy body. The way they stood close to each other bespoke familiarity and some pictures clearly showed him looking down at her with a besotted expression on his face, and others showed her looking up at him with a soft smile on hers as well.

"They are very different," says Booth studying the pictures. Brennan glances up at Booth, smiles and looks back at the pictures, "different but matching," she looks at Hope, "they make a fine couple," Hope smirks again, and the elevator doors open and they step out into the building lobby, "I've always known she was a screamer."

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Meanwhile, the two lovers were trying to catch their breath after the little marathon they had engaged in.

McGee has his eyes closed; he feels the aftershocks still running through his body, his arms and legs twitching. He feels soft hands slowly sliding up and down his back, against the ridge of his spine, bringing goose bumps to his skin.

"That was…"

"Yeah, it was…"

He supports his upper body on his arms, his elbows on the floor and looks down at Joy, who has a satisfied smile on her face, her curly hair like a halo around her head. They both are lying on the floor of the foyer, right before the apartment door. They had overturned a small book cabinet in the entrance of the apartment in their rush to make it to her bedroom, and books were spread on the floor. They never made it to the other room.

"That was different," he says with a smile, and plays with a curl in her head, "different," pause "yes, it was," she looks at him, curious, "how?" he grins, and moves his body a little, and look down to where they are joined, "did you have a Brazilian bikini wax?"

Her laughter filled the apartment, "just for you, Tim."

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A/N: Please please check out when Tim meets the parents... and nieces, nephews, uncles brothers and sisters galore etc... in Connecting the dots, in the crossover section with Criminal Minds. Reviews really make me jump with joy. My special thanks for the amazing Alix33, who supported me throughout these stories and is my own personal cheerleader for the Buchanan clan.

Regarding your comment about getting someone for Gibbs... uhm... I have to think about it. After all, Maggie is a matchmaker expert. eheheheeheh