My first Bones Fanfic... Reviews are welcome. I have no idea how long this is going to be... (twss)

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The crunching sound beside her had been going at a constant rate for several minutes. She tried to ignore it, tried so very hard to ignore it, but after the three hundredth and sixty forth chomp, it finally nicked her last nerve. In a swift movement, her hand flew to the bag in her partner's hand and she grasped the potato chip bag from his grip, crushing the remaining chips in her hand as she tossed the bag into the back seat without saying a word. The look on his face was one of deep offense, her partner's mouth opening and closing as he tried to spit out his retort, bits of potato chip falling from his lips as he whipped his head to the back seat.

"Hey, those were my chips!" Booth exclaimed as he looked to the back seat at the crumbled remains of his salt and vinegar potato chip bag.

"I'm aware of that." She muttered as she slouched a little more in her seat, rolling her eyes as she sighed heavily.

"What's your problem, Bones? You've been a downer since we started this stake out, and now you're starting to get a little punchy." Booth said as he reached back to grab the potato chip bag from the back seat, only to find a hand firmly planted on his bicep, fingertips pushing their way into his arm. His partner's eyes were wide with warning, her eyebrow arched as she dared him to move.

"Touch that bag, and you're going to be picking it out of your teeth for a week." She warned as he gave her a look that was between irritation and surprise as he pulled his hand back into the front seat, slumping in his own seat he sighed.

"I didn't have anything for dinner." He muttered as his eyes moved to his partner, who was staring at her fingernails in the darkened car, wiggling her fingers as she sighed.

"That's not my fault." She replied, turning her head to glance out the window.

"Actually, it was your fault." He said as he shifted slightly in his seat to face her, watching her head move as if she were going to turn it toward him, only for her to continue staring out the window. "If you hadn't insisted that you finish up your notes for that limbo case, we could have gotten something quick to eat at the diner, but instead you decided to…" He paused. "Bones, are you mocking me?" He asked, watching her mouth open and close as he spoke, stopping when he stopped talking.

"Huh?" She said, turning her head to face him, her eyebrows raised as she gave him an innocent look.

"You were mocking me!" He exclaimed as he sat up and watched her eyebrow arch in confusion.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She said, turning her head toward the window.

"I was talking, and you were moving your mouth to what I was saying! You were mocking me!" He exclaimed as he moved forward and tried to stare at her, watching her gaze go back to the window.

"I was not mocking you." She said as she shrugged. "I was simply… predicting what you were going to say before you said it, having had this conversation on numerous occasions, I can very often predict exactly what you're going to say in any situation."

"Predictable? Predictable? You think I'm predictable?" He exclaimed as he sat back, tipping his head back he shook his head. "She thinks I'm predictable." He muttered as he noticed her gaze moving back to him. "What?"

"Who are you talking to?" She asked as he gave her a confused glare.

"The person in the back seat." He said, sarcastically as he nearly caught her eyes move to the back seat. "I am NOT predictable, Bones."

"Okay." She shrugged as she looked out the window.

"Okay?" He said as he watched her continue to stare out the window. "Okay? That's all you have to say, is okay?"

"Why prolong the argument… you say you're not predictable… I say you are, we argue back and forth until the subject is changed. I just decided to end the conversation there so we don't get into a bigger argument. Besides… I knew you were going to deny it." She shrugged.

"Wait." He said as she turned to face him, her eyes catching his. She shook her head slightly and waited for him to continue. "So now what you're saying… is that my predictability is so predictable, that you predicted that I'd say that I'm not predictable?"

"Precisely." She replied.

"How predictable of you!" He exclaimed as he watched her mouth open in protest as her lips curled slightly. She could tell that he was just teasing her now, the sparkle in his eye evident in the dim light that the streetlamps provided. "I am not predictable." He said as he watched her nod her head.

"I thought we ended this conversation." She said as she watched him shake his head.

"Oh… no… no no no… no, Bones… this conversation is 'far' from over. You offended me… offended me…" he said in a faux hurt tone, watching out the windshield for a moment.

"I offended you because I know what you're going to say before you do?" She asked as he nodded his head, their eyes battling the urge to force their lips to curl into a smile. "Booth, we are always having the same conversations." She shook her head. "We go around in circles until the conversation takes on a different subject, and the argument we were having before that is never taken care of. Therefore… there are certain keywords in our random conversations that typically bring us back to the previous argument time and again." She said as she shook her head.

"Oh really?" He asked as he smirked, shaking his head slightly.

"Yes." She nodded.

"Fine." He nodded.

"Fine?" She replied.

"Yeah… Fine… give me back my chips!" He said as he nearly launched himself into the back seat to get the bag of chips, her hands digging at his side as she pulled on him.

"No! Booth! No more chips!" She exclaimed, hearing his hand clamp down on the bag as she pulled on him.

"Stop! Let go of me! I want to have my chips! End this argument once and for all!" He said as she knelt on her seat and leaned over the back, her hands on Booth as she grabbed his shoulder, pushing him as he held onto the bag with his right hand.

"No! You eat like a cow!" She exclaimed as she pushed him harder, when suddenly, there was a sickening cracking sound as the mechanism in Booth's seat, and it suddenly gave out, sending the driver's seat, and its occupant slamming backwards, and try as she might to catch herself, Bones had no way of doing so, landing solidly on Booth's chest as he lay staring at the top of the car, and directly into the eyes of his partner... "Oops." She mumbled as she stared at the wide eyed expression on her partner's face, the chip bag slipping from his grip as she lay across his chest, a humored expression on her face.

"Oops…" He said as he tried desperately not to laugh, the humor in the situation unbearable, but after a moment he saw a serious expression pass over his partner's face, her eyes deepening slightly as she breathed heavily from their seemingly harmless altercation.

Their eyes caught for a moment as his smile disappeared from his lips, the weight of her finally making its impact on him as he suddenly felt himself becoming slightly uncomfortable. "I'm…" She mumbled as she started to slide from him. "I'm sorry…" She said as she rolled slightly, avoiding eye contact as she shifted. "I'm sorry, I think… I think we might have broken your seat…" She said as she rolled into her own seat and stared out the window for a moment, avoiding looking at him as she felt a blush rising up in her cheeks, her throat suddenly dry.

"Uh…" Booth said from his now horizontal position in his seat. "Yeah…" He said softly. "It's… it's okay, Bones…" He said as he shrugged.

"I don't really think it is, Okay… Booth." She said as she glanced down at him staring up at her with humor in his eyes.

"And why is that?" He asked, lifting his hands to rest behind his head as he looked up at his partner as she shook her head.

"Well… your seat is broken… and we're supposed to be watching this suspect… and what are we supposed to tell the Bureau when they ask how your seat was broken, Booth?"

"We'll tell them the truth." He shrugged, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched his partner, flushed with embarrassment as she shook her head and looked out the windshield.

"That you were reaching for chips, and I…"

"Nope." He said as he grinned, staring at the ceiling as he chuckled. "We'll just tell them that unpredictable things happen when I'm around." He said, listening to his partner's laugh, as he let out a full laugh as well.