DISCLAIMER: If I owned bones I wouldn't be writing here and Booth and Brennan would be together by now, FOX owns everything! (I think so anyway)

"What's a three letter word for tease?" Seeley Booth asked as he lent back on a chair in his partner Temperance 'Bones' Brennan's office.

"Guy," she told him.

Booth looked up at her, she was shifting papers on her desk, "Really."

Bones nodded.

"I did not know that," Booth gave a small smile as he wrote down 'guy' on his paper.

Bones pulled a draw open and through a few documents inside and caught Booth watching her, "What?"

"You aren't going to make sure they're in order?"

Bones rolled her eyes as Hodgins appeared at the door, "I'm glad you're both here," he said walking in.

"What can we do for you?" Bones asked as Booth kept filling in his crossword, not looking up.

"As you know, it's Angela's birthday on the weekend and I know this is short notice but I want to throw her a party," Hodgins looked at Booth and turned to Bones when he didn't respond.

"Of course we'll be there," she said answering for both of them, "Right Booth?" she turned with her hands on her hips.

"Yep," he said giving a thumbs up with his left hand.

"Cool," Hodgins smiled, he handed two invitations to Bones, "I was thinking dress-up."

Booth looked up for the first time, "You kidding me?" he asked.

Hodgins shrugged, "It'll be fun."

Bones put on a fake smile, "I love dress-ups."

"Alright then," Hodgins smiled as he walked away.

Booth stood up, "You love dress-ups?" he asked.

"He's throwing her a party," Bones said putting on a pouty face, "And they're our friends," she pointed out.

Bones threw his hands up, "if they weren't," he shook his head.

"I have to go," Bones told him, trying to get him to leave her office.

Booth smiled, "Where to?"

"I have a dinner party tonight," she said matter-of-factly.

"Oh," Booth said walking out, "I'm sorry to keep you up."

"It's fine," she said pretending not to be dazed, "It's going to be boring anyway."

"I could come keep you company," Booth suggested.

Bones gave a small smile, "I don't think so."

Bones shut the door as they walked out of the office, "It could be fun," Booth objected.

"I'm sure it could," Bones said sarcastically.

"Do you have a date?"

"Excuse me?"

Booth stopped walking, "Is that why you don't want me to come."

"I don't have a date!"

"What then?"

Bones sighed, "Fine."

"Yeah?"

She nodded, "You won't have a good time…"

"Just wait," Booth smiled, holding his arm out, Bones linked hers through his, awkwardly, "Tonight you're going to have the night of your life!"

Later that night Bones was practically sitting in the gutter when Booth pulled up in front of her in his SUV, "What are you doing?" he asked.

"Waiting for you," she told him, she stood up to reveal a knee length, frilly rose pink dress.

"You look…" Booth scratched an eyebrow, "What are you wearing?"

"You don't like my dress?" Bones asked.

Booth swallowed, hard, unsure of how to answer, "It's different," he shrugged.

Bones rolled her eyes and got into the car, "My shrink told me I need to be more outgoing."

Booth started the engine as he stared forward he nodded slowly before realizing what she'd said, he flicked his head around quickly, "Wait! What?"

"He said I'm not a social person and that I need to be more open."

"A shrink?"

Bones rolled her eyes again, "A shrink!"

"You, Temperance Brennan is seeing a shrink?"

"You can laugh now," she said crossing her arms.

"Why would you assume…" Booth held in a smile, "You know what, never mind, just give me direction."

Booth and Bones got to the function twenty minutes later that was being held at a large hall.

"This is where the dinner party is?" Booth asked.

Bones nodded, "Yeah, why?"

"I just thought it would be more formal."

"You think because their aren't banners and balloons it isn't formal?"

Booth stepped out of the car and Bones followed, "I think because there are balloons and banners it isn't formal!"

Bones looked at the front door, indeed, balloons were floating from the handle and there was a banner above the door which read, "Happy 60th Bryan."

"Oh," she walked over to him and he grabbed her hand.

"You also forgot to mention this was some old guy's birthday party," Booth replied.

"Well actually that's why I mention the shrink," Bones stopped which cause Booth to stop as well, "This is his birthday party."

Booth tilted his head to the side, "That's why you didn't want me to come."

Bone nodded, "That's why I told you in the car, so we wouldn't be in there and you heard that I was one of his physco patients, yeah."

Booth didn't smile as she'd expected him to, he just nodded and kept hold of her hand, "Okay," he said, they kept walking towards the door, "You get him a gift."

Bone patted her handbag, "Card and gift certificate."

Booth nodded, "Nice."

They walked in and the two were approached by a small women with grey hair, "Hello," she smiled, "It's Temperance right? We met once when you had a meeting with Bryan."

Bones nodded, "Yes, how are you Mrs. Devonport?"

"I'm great," the old women smiled, "And who's this?" she asked of Booth.

"Seeley Booth," he told her.

Mrs. Devonport put her hands out, "What a lovely young couple, would you two like to come and say hello to Bryan?"

"Sure," Booth nodded.

Bones grabbed the gift out of her bag, "Gift," she told Mrs. Devonport.

"Put it over on the table love," she replied, pointing to a table that had gifts stacked onto it, Bones nodded and walked over leaving Booth with Mrs. Devonport.

"So," she gave Booth a wide smile, "How long have you and Temperance been together?"

"Two years, give or take," he shrugged.

"That's wonderful," the old lady looked off into nowhere, "Any plans of marriage?"

Booth wasn't sure where she was headed, "Not that I'm aware of."

"Of course, you've got your whole life to be thinking about marriage."

"Sure," Booth looked to see where Bones was, she was caught up with another old women.

"What about kids?" Mrs. Devonport asked.

Booth sighed, what was with this women? "I have a son," Booth pointed out.

"Oh how old?" she asked, intrigued.

"Almost five," Booth replied.

"I thought you and Temperance have only been together two years?"

"We have!"

Mrs. Devonport didn't look so happy anymore, "Were you previously married?"

"No."

"But you have a son from a previous relationship?"

Booth was getting annoyed, "Yeah."

"And Temperance doesn't mind?"

"Why would she?"

"Because," Mrs. Devonport looked at him as if he were crazy, "Most women don't like starting a relationship with a man who already has a child, they usually want their own."

"Okay 1. Bones doesn't want kids…"

"Bones?"

"Temperance!" Booth was losing his temper, "And 2. She doesn't care that I have a son because my personal life doesn't really affect her and actually I have a 3. Why would she want to have my child, we aren't even together!"

Mrs. Devonport crossed her arms, "You were the one who said you were together for two years."

"Working together!"

"It was a simple mistake, you seem so much in love, I'm surprised you don't even confuse yourself at times," Mrs. Devonport walked off as Bones finally got back.

"Where's she going?" Bones asked.

"To annoy someone else hopefully."

"What?" Bones asked with a small smile.

Booth let his arms out, "She interrogated me, asked about my plans for marriage and kids with you were."

"Why would she do that?"

Booth shrugged, "She thought we were together!"

"Why do people always assume that?" Bones stood in front of him.

Booth thought it over, if he were someone else looking on to them he'd probably assume something more was going on, "I guess at times," Booth leant back, putting his hands into his front pockets, "At times it probably seems like we get on better then work partners and I don't know… better then just friends?"

Bones shrugged, "There's Bryan," she said changing the subject and pointing out and old man chatting with some other old men.

Booth shrugged, "You wanna go wish him a happy birthday."

"It's a given," Bones said dragging him along.

When Bryan Devonport saw one of his patients walking over he stepped away from the men he was talking to and towards his patient and significant, other.

"Hello Dr. Brennan," he greeted, he patted her hand and held his hand out for Booth to shake, he did so, "Who might you be?" he asked Booth.

"Seeley Booth," Booth replied, "We're just friends."

Bryan smiled, "That's nice to know."

Bones turned to Booth and gave him a look before turned back to Bryan, "We just wanted to wish you a happy birthday," she told him.

"Thank-you," he smiled, "And that's a lovely dress you're wearing."

"Really?" Booth and Bones asked at the same time but in different tones, Booth's was a scoff of unbelief and Bones was surprised and fondness.

"Thank-you," Bones replied.

"Your welcome dear," Bryan looked for his wife, "Have you seen Martha, I'm sure she'd love to see you."

"Oh, we've seen her," Booth clenched his teeth.

Bryan nodded, "That's great," he turned to Bones, "Monday at 4?"

Bones nodded.

"Monday at 4," Booth looked at Bones with frustration, "You said you'd come to the zoo with Parker and I on Monday."

"No, I said on Sunday," Bones reminded him, "That's tomorrow."

Booth stood back a little, embarrassed, "He's had a tough day," Bones told Bryan, he nodded.

"Maybe you should bring him with you."

"Where?" Bones asked.

"To your session of course," Bryan said obviously.

"Oh," Bones was taken aback, "Really?"

"Yeah," Bryan nodded, "You can have… friends counselling."

"I don't think we…" Bones turned to Booth, he just kinked an eyebrow, "Why not."

"Great," Bryan smiled, "I'll see you both Monday."

Bryan walked away and Booth crossed his arms, "Thanks for volunteering me to the psych ward."

"It's one session," Bones pointed out, "And I think ti could help, you know, get some stuff off your chest, let some things out."

"I don't need a shrink, Bones."

"I didn't say you did."

Booth sighed, "Do you want to just go?"

"We just got here!"

"Are you having fun?"

Bones shrugged, she wasn't, "Where do you want to go."

"We can just go get something to eat," Booth suggested.

Bones nodded, "Okay."

Bones and Booth had decided to pick up some Thai food and take it back to her house, she changed from the frilly pink dress into sweat pants and an old t-shirt of Booth's that he'd left when he was staying there, he'd left a few and told her to wear them when she was working out.

Bones walked into the dining room where Booth had already started eating, "Nice shirt," he commented.

"Yeah," she nodded sitting down.

"So I was thinking we could watch a movie," Booth suggested, "I brought some action slash thrillers over last week didn't I?"

"As well as a TV I'll never use," Bones pointed out.

"I'll use it for you," Booth smiled.

Bones smiled back and started eating, "So…" she thought of something to say, "What are you gonna wear to Angela's party?"

"I think I might be superman," Booth replied.

Bones scoffed.

"Or Spiderman."

"Maybe Peter Parker," Bones laughed.

"I'd make a great Spiderman," Booth defended.

"Yeah," Bones nodded, not looking him in the eye.

"Okay, what are you gonna be?"

Bones shrugged, "Maybe Mary-Jane?"

"Peter Parker's girl," Booth smiled, "That why you want me to be him?"

Bones covered her face, "It was a joke."

"Sure," Booth smiled.

He stood up and Bones followed suit, they smiled at each other before Bones ran into the lounge-room, she ducked down hiding but Booth came around behind her and picked her up.

"Hey," she complained.

"What?" he asked.

"Put my down," she said, hitting his arm.

"Okay," he laughed throwing her on the lounge and leaning over her.

Bones started breathing deeply and looked up at him, he had a small smile spread across his lips, "I…" he started when a phone started ringing, he leant back and sat on his knees on the floor.

"It's mine," Bones told him, standing up and walking into the kitchen, she picked up the phone, "Yeah?"

"Hey Bren, is Booth there?" Angela asked.

"Yeah, why?" Bones asked.

"I've got a case for the two of you," Angela replied.

"You want us to come in now, it's almost ten," Bones pointed out.

Angela was hesitant, "I think you'll both want too," she hung up the phone leaving Bones confused, she walked to Bones' desk at the Jeffersonian where Hodgins was looking at photos they'd scattered out onto the desk, "We've got a mass murderer," he said in disbelief, Angela stood behind him and nodded, "They'll be here soon."

Angela and Hodgins didn't move, the pictures showed probably hundred of bodies of bones scattered out on some sand.

Hey, so this is my first Bones story, hope it's okay and you're enjoying it, I don't know how good I'll be at keeping the characters IC but hopefully I do an alright job and people enjoy it, anyway I'm going to try an update every day or every few days at least, I love reviews but I write as much for myself as for anybody else, anyway next chapter will have more Angela, Zach and Hodgins, I don't really like writing cases but to keep the story as realistic as possible I guess I need them, anyway this is a BB story so it will come, just not straight away.