Note: This is a new series. Here's how it's going to work. Each chapter will consist of a first date between two characters. Note that there's only one first date per pairing. (In other words, Brennan/Booth will only happen once – and probably last.)

What I need from you are suggestions as to whose date it is, what the activity is on the date, and whose point of view you want to hear.

Here's the first one to get us all started.

Characters: Brennan & Sully

Disclaimer: I don't own them

I couldn't believe my eyes. Yes, that would be my best friend, jacket on, bag in hand, walking towards the doors of the lab. At this early hour, it was curious.

"Bren?"

Brennan stopped and turned towards me. "Yes, Angela?"

I pointed at her hand. "That's your bag."

Brennan looked down. "Of course it's my bag, Ange. Who else's bag could it be?"

So she was going to be difficult? Fine. I could do that. "It is five fifteen, Brennan. You have your coat on, your bag in your hand, and you're heading for the door. What's going on?"

"I'm leaving, Angela. I have a date."

Oh really? This was the first I'd heard of it. "A date, Bren? Who with?"

She glanced down at her watch. "Sully. The FBI agent from our last case."

"Sully? Agent Sullivan? Booth's friend Sully?"

She shifted her bag, glancing at her watch again. "Yes, Ange. Sully. Look, I really have to get going."

What on earth was she thinking? "Sweetie, what does Booth think about you dating his friend?"

"I haven't told him yet, but I'm sure he'll approve. He's always saying I date losers. I know he thinks highly of Sully, so I'm sure he'll be happy I'm going out with someone he likes. I'm late, Angela, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

She turned and walked out the door, her heels clicking on the floor.

* * *

I shouldn't have taken that phone call from Dr. Hellens, but I had been waiting for her return call all day. I had been hoping she had a quick answer for me, but that wasn't the case. By the time I got off the phone, I was already late.

Angela stopping me to give me the third degree didn't help, either. That just made me later. By the time I got home, I was running out of time to change.

Sully had mentioned that I should dress comfortably to spend time outside, so I chose jeans and a top and grabbed a sweater in case it got cold. I hoped we'd be doing something physical. After the day I'd had, I'd be glad to be able to move. I couldn't believe that committee meeting lasted three hours. What a waste of time!

I don't really understand Sully. He seems kind of … flighty. What kind of person is trained as an EMT, a kinesiologist, and a master carpenter, but works as an FBI agent? He's obviously very intelligent, but he doesn't really seem to stick with anything.

Booth thinks he's a good guy, though. I trust Booth. If he likes Sully, Sully must be OK. Sully's certainly attractive. I'm very much looking forward to getting to know him better – especially physically. David and I broke up months ago, and I very much miss the physical side of our relationship.

If I'm being honest, I miss the emotional side of our relationship too. You know, having someone to go for dinner with or to tell about my day. Maybe I can have that with Sully.

I'd like that.

* * *

When we first met, I thought she was bossy and kind of … cold. You know, all about the science, no room in her little world for people.

I was wrong. Well, yeah, she is kind of bossy, but it's because she wants the job done right. She's a good sport, too. She didn't even flinch when we had to interview that creep. We had to do a lot of traveling on this case, and she coped with waiting around airports like it was something she did all the time. Of course, she pulled out her laptop at the gate – she said that she wanted to get some work done – but every once in a while I could convince her to talk to me instead.

I know she's proud of her work, but I kind of wonder if that's all there is to her life.

She's pretty amazing. Pretty, crazy smart, caring – I'm kind of surprised she's not seeing someone. The guys at the office were speculating whether she was involved with Booth, but she's not. Instead, she agreed to go out with me.

Where do you take a world-renowned scientist and best-selling author on a date?

I'm sure she has guys trying to impress her with meals at fancy restaurants all the time. I've never been fond of being just like everyone else.

That's why I decided to do something different. She's active, and she likes to do things – she doesn't seem like the couch potato type. That's why I decided that our first date should be a hike. I've found a hiking trail that looks good. I've packed a picnic lunch and warned her to dress for walking.

This is going to be great.

* * *

What did I do to deserve this?

I mean, I shouldn't have shot that clown, no matter how annoying the music was. I don't really care that the ice cream guy had to get a new clown head – I even paid for the new one. No, what bothers me is that while I was waiting for that shrink to sign my paper, my partner was working with someone else.

At first I was happy she was working with Sully – he's a good guy and I knew he'd look out for her.

That was before I went over to the Jeffersonian to tell her the good news and found out that she had left early to go on a date with Sully. That took all of the joy out of being cleared to go back to work.

I wonder what they're doing – not that I really want to know. Let me rephrase that – I really don't want to know what they're doing.

Of course, that won't stop Bones from telling me about it in excruciating detail tomorrow.

* * *

She's really beautiful when she's laughing.

You know, for someone who is so straightforward, she has this subtle shyness – it's like she sometimes expects me to be making fun of her.

Sure, she's not like everyone else – she doesn't always know what relatively common expressions mean, and while she's very knowledgeable about things that interest her, she seems to ignore things that don't. It's refreshing. Spending an evening with her is not like spending an evening with anyone else I've ever met.

The hike up here was fun. She's kind of competitive and didn't lag behind at all. In fact, if Ididn't have a competitive streak, I probably would have been the one to lag behind.

I could visibly see her relaxing as we hiked. It was nice. I suspect that having two simultaneous careers means she doesn't have much chance to just relax.

The picnic was a hit, too. We found a nice clearing and I set up the blanket and brought out the food. She helped – she's not the type of person who expects to be waited on. As we ate, I got to learn more about her. Somehow, I wasn't surprised to learn that she's trained in several types of martial arts. I've had some martial arts training as well, and she agreed to spar with me tomorrow.

She's a good kisser, too. That's as far as it went.

This could be a life-changing relationship. I don't want to rush it.

Who's next?