Brennan was about to leave the Jefforsonian for the night. As always she was the last one left there. Well so she thought till Booth walked into her office. She looked up from packing up her stuff. Before he could say anything she asked "do we have a case?"

"No." Booth replied.

"Well why are you here than," Brennan asked.

"I had to pick up a file and I came to see if you were still here." Booth said.

"And why did you do that." She asked Booth.

"Because I have to talk to you," Booth replied.

"What about," Brennan asked as she pushed him out of her office and locked the door.

"We can talk on the way to the elevator and in it. I have to get home I have a date."

"You have a date?" Booth asked.

"Does it really concern you. You know what I shouldn't have told you. You act this way every time I tell you I have a date you act like this Booth." Brennan stated.

They entered the elevator and Brennan pressed the button for the basement car park.

"You park your car down there why not the out door car park?" Booth asked.

"So what do you want to talk to me about?" Brennan asked.

"It doesn't matter any more." Booth said with a sad tone on his voice.

"Why doesn't it matter any more Booth. Is it because I have a date?" Brennan asked. Why do you act this way Booth? When I say anything about a date you act so jealous." She said. She gasped. "You are jealous aren't you? She bit her lip trying to keep from smiling. He was jealous of her she knew it. The elevator stopped. "Why won't this door open?" Booth yelled.

"Because we're not on a floor," Brennan said as she looked at the place where the floor number was meant to be. Booth pulled his cell out of his pocket and said "The batteries flat." Brennan opened her handbag and stared looking for hers. "It's not in here I must of left it in my office." She said as she closed her bag.

Booth went to the door and tried to open it. "Booth stop you can't open that you'll hurt your self." Brennan hissed at him.

"No I won't." Booth complained.

"Booth you're not as strong as you think you are." Brennan told him.

"Close," Booth said with a smile. "Get comfortable Bones we're having a sleepover."

Brennan ran to the door banging on it, "Bones stop listen there's no one here we're the last ones left in the building." Booth pulled her back from the door. "Booth I need to get out of here Greg is going to think I'm standing him up." She yelled as she fell to the ground. Who's Greg is he your date?" Booth asked.

"Yes." Brennan said. "There is a chance some one is still in the building."

"Bones its 8:30 no one works this late." Booth said.

"I do." Brennan replied.

"Well you're..." Booth started before Brennan cut him off.

"I'm what Booth a work alcoholic." She snapped.

"Bones I wasn't going to say that. I was going to say that you're dedicated to your work." Booth told her in a calming voice. "And you're not the only one who has places to be, it's my birthday tomorrow I'm meant to be at my party."

"Ok." Brennan said and sat down.

"So what do you want do?" Booth asked.

"There's nothing to do." Brennan mumbled.

"I know lets play Sherades." Booth suggested.

"Ok." Brennan told him.

"You do know what it is don't you?" Booth asked.

"Yes." Brennan told him are you going to start or shall I.

Booth stood up and moved his hands for a movie.

Booth held up two fingers.

"Ok a movie, two words."