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** Physical confrontation, that's my main skill! **

"Hey Bones," Booth walked into her apartment, carrying a box full of Thai-food, and a grocery bag, "I got Wong's and baby formula. Where's my man Andy?"

Brennan walked out of her kitchen munching a cracker and bouncing Andy on her hip, "Mmmh… put it on the coffee table and come in the kitchen for a minute please…" she turned back into the kitchen as she finished her sentence.

He neatly laid out all the Thai-food on the coffee table, and proceeded to the kitchen, he couldn't help but smile. Andy sat, comfortably swinging in a baby-swing as Brennan desperately scrubbed at a dirty dish in the sink.

"This is why you need a dishwasher Bones… especially now that you have a baby… in the house…"

Bones gently set down the casserole dish she'd been scrubbing and sighed, "I know that, I ordered one… it was supposed to be here three days ago! But stupid Lowes can't get it here on time apparently!"

Booth dropped the baby-formula on the counter, "All right Bones," he gently massaged her shoulders, "calm down… now why are you so tense about this? You're never tense about small stuff like this… you, you're all… compartmentalized. What's wrong? Is it Andy?"

She sighed and pushed away, even though the massage felt really good, "God no, Andy's perfect… I was on the phone with Lowes today, longer than I was on the phone with congress three weeks ago, to get that bridge re-built, and yet something I bought and paid for still isn't here? It just irks me a little…"

"Angela was over here on the phone too… wasn't she?" he nodded knowingly. That woman's temper rubbed off on everyone.

"Yes…" she admitted, when she looked at his smug grin she added, "shut-up…" and went back to her dishes, "Are you gonna help me?"

"Of course…" he had already begun rolling up his sleeves.