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posted by amymeymy
“Oh god oh god oh god.” Hodgins cam running into Angela’s office, eyeing Brennan, who dumped her stuff in her office and marched off.
“What?” Angela sighed.
“Ok, I know that we’re kind of fighting, but-”
“We’re not fighting, Jack.”
“-but, that was totally awkward, and I have no one to tell.”
“Go tell Wendell.”
“He’s not here -” Hodgins paused, confused. “- don’t te want to know?”
Angela sighed and tried to give in casually. “Yes.” she nodded finally.
“Well, I was in the car with Booth and Dr. Brennan, and-”
“Did they argue? Apparently they’re always...
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posted by amymeymy
Booth was tapping his fingers impatiently on his left knee. Brennan was sighing and crossing and uncrossing her legs from time to time. Sweets was sitting opposite them, smiling. Booth became too annoyed.
“Are te gonna talk o are te just going to stare at us?”
Sweets smiled. “Well, I was declining to speak first. It puts me in control.”
Booth smirked. “Where did te get that? Wikipedia?”
Sweets hung his head. “Yes.”
Booth frowned. Brennan looked at him and then at Sweets, and them at him again.
“Could te talk with words here? I’m not a male and I am not familiar with your...
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posted by amymeymy
Part 7... enjoy! ;)

Brennan started to work again a week later; Angela hadn’t let her work at all in that time. She even took Brennan’s laptop away from her. A few nights she had stayed round Brennan’s house. It was actually quite annoying because she wouldn’t stop coughing in the night. Angela had always detto that Brennan was the stubborn one, but she refused to go to the doctor. They didn’t talk about Booth again, because when Brennan realized all that she had said, she and Angela decided to taboo it.


They were all on the forensic platform, and this time Nigel Murray was the one who...
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posted by VampireGirl
Sorry it took so long! Here it is:




Who does he think he is? Jason Williams. I'm sure I could Google him and find some dirt. o I could hire that stalker we used a while ago...What was his name? Oh well, I can ask Booth if it comes to that. I'll have Jason drop me off at the hospital after this...thing that we're doing. I'll have to call Angela for a ride back, but I have to see him again. Last time was hard, but easier at the same time. I don't think that's physically possible. Oh well, I can ask him what to do... Brennan thought to herself as Jason led her to a table. They were seated at the...
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posted by amymeymy
Ok, I just want to thank all of the commenti I've had, really. They were all very flattering, and te don't know how little I use that word. So thanks for Leggere and I'm glad that te all seem to like it!

“I’ll take these to Hodgins.” Cam offered, but Hodgins was busy pulling funny faces and avoiding eye contact with Booth. “What is wrong with you?” she asked as she snapped her fingers in his face. Hodgins, as a growing custom, jumped.
“Argg!” he exclaimed. Cam raised her eyebrows. He looked at her pleadingly, and then at Booth, and then pulled another face. “Gaaahhh-“
“Stop!”...
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posted by boneslover96
here's some more. sorry i haven't postato it in a while, been busy anyways, i hope u's like it! please comment.


Chapter 16

Brennan woke with a start. At first, she thought it was all a dream, but then the person beside her moved. Booth opened his eyes and stretched. Brennan lay her head on his chest, carful to avoid putting too much pressure on his cuts.
His hand wrapped around her waist. He was relaxed until Brennan said,
“Booth?”
“Mmmmm?”
“What time was Genevieve meant to be back?”
“Uhoh.” They both sat up. Brennan leaned over Booth and pulled a piece of clothing off the digital...
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posted by amymeymy
Sweets didn’t come on to the platform. “Do te know where Booth is? I’ve called him loads of times, and he doesn’t answer.”
“I think he’s at home, asleep.” Brennan said, knowing that he wasn’t there. She too wondered. Would he have gone to her place to sleep? That would be weird. “I wish I knew… He made me and Cam go to the crime scene in Hodgins’ ridiculous car.”
“Hmm…” Sweets said.
“I don’t know what that means.” Brennan said, picking up a bone. “Cam, I don’t think this was murder.”
“Well it better be. That car ride killed my back.”
“Would you...
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posted by amymeymy
Part 8: I just want to say that, forensically, I have no idea what I am talking about… meaning I made it up. Please no criticism, I have no idea of what I am talking about. I might of gathered some random information off of House, though I most probably didn’t… I just hope it sounds good. ;)

“Hodgins, get Booth.” Brennan detto without looking up from the remains.
“BOOTH!” Hodgins’ shout made Nigel Murray jump. He fumbled around with the bone that he was holding and quickly put it back before Brennan noticed. Hodgins disguised his smirk with a cough, which ended up to be a real...
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posted by amymeymy
Whoa, um, this is longer than I expected... oh well, whatever. Hope te like it!


Angela came running into Brennan’s office and Brennan sighed.
“How are te feeling?” Brennan asked, knowing that wasn’t what Angela ever came running into her office for.
“Oh, how every person feels the week after being jabbed, poked and prodded…” Brennan thought that she winced. Angela breathed in and started talking. “Honey, te can’t lie to me. He’s made for you. o you’re made for him. Whatever. My point is, go for it.”
Brennan was becoming più and più annoyed. “Why?”
“Why? I dunno,...
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posted by CampRockLuver98
Guys, I know I have been gone for a really, really, REALLY long time. School, homework, and everything has started again. But I have managed for a Bones fan fic to be squeezed into my busy schedule. So enjoy!!!

Brennan stared into Booth's closed eyes, wondering when they would pop open. She had stayed da his side since the surgery had sucessfully ended, and hadn't moved since then.
"C'mon Booth, snap out of it, please..." Brennan whispered, tears in her eyes. Somewhere in Booth's mind, he heard the pleading whisper.
"Brennan? Is it really her?" He thought. At that moment, his eyes started...
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posted by amymeymy
Part 22? :O

“Yes? Ok… I’m coming to the lab now.”
Angela watched Brennan impatiently, who was on the phone. “Oh, are we?”
“Yes.” Brennan put her cell back in her pocket. “It’s Booth. We’ve got a body.”
Angela sighed. Defeated da a murder victim. She grabbed their, well, her, bags of clothes and dragged her feet out of the mall. Though she had to drag them fast because Brennan was almost running.
“God, te really do care about your work.” Angela joked.
“He says that he wants to tell me something.”
Angela pondered. “You don’t think…”
“No, not at a crime scene.”...
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posted by amymeymy
Angela kept on daring sideways looks at her friend, though none of them lasted very long, since she didn’t want to crash the car.
“Oh, Bren.” She finally said. Brennan woke up from her giorno dream.
“What?” she detto dozily. She still wasn’t entirely there. Angela hated watching her like this, ever through sideways glances.
“Promise me that te won’t think about it. You’ll just do it.” She detto hopefully.
“I don’t know, Ange…”
“Yes, te do. I’m telling te that te do. Don’t hold back. That would be stupid.”
“I don’t see…”
Angela pulled over suddenly.
“Sweetie,...
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posted by tvfan5
DL Tweets: Brennan's Nightmares
ddlovejoy (AKA The Gravedigger): Okay peeps, the gravedigger CAN RETURN...to torment Bones in her NIGHTMARES. it's a possibility, say the writers......











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posted by amymeymy
Part 17... I'm going to end up Scrivere a book...

Booth walked across the strada, via to Brennan, holding out a salatino, ciambellina salata for her to take. She couldn’t help but laugh slightly at the Cioccolato smudge on his tie.
“Oh, um…” he tried to wipe it off. “Damn it… now I just made it worse.”
“Here.” Brennan took it off for him and put it in her bag.
“So, how did it go?”
Brennan took her pretzel, risking a quick baciare on his cheek. Booth smiled.
“He’s not going to give te clearance. This is disgusting.” She handled the pretzel.
“They were free so… What? Why?”
“So many calories…...
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posted by tvfan5
Ask Ausiello: Trapped in an Elevator
Question: Are Booth and Brennan ever going to be together on Bones? —Heather
Ausiello: Circumstance will throw them together in April when, according to series creator Hart Hanson, the two Bs are “trapped in an elevator together. It’s one of those things where they’re forced together and they have to figure some things out. It’s a pivotal moment.”




























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posted by boneslover96
here's the rest. i hope u's like it, please comment. thanks!

Chapter 18


When they got back, they were surprised to see Sam, Laura, Tony and ghiandaia, jay where all back from their trip. They had apparently been here since late last night. They spent their last giorno taking in the every detail of the views. As Genevieve promised, she took them for one last trail ride up the mountain. Then they had dinner, and went to sleep.
The successivo day, they woke up early and packed their things. Everyone had come to say goodbye to them. After a few words and handshakes, they loaded their luggage. It was then, that Brennan...
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posted by tvfan5
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One last time #Bones fans: Booth has been and will always be in the lab when necessary. He's part of the family. No need to worry.
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The new girl took a deep breath, smoothed out her skirt, adjusted her glasses and entered the lab. A dude with a goofy smile was like, “What are te doing in the lab?” and the new girl was like, “Oh, I, um, er…” and Goofy Smile was like, “It’s cool, sister, te can tell me,” and the new girl was suddenly, like, super calm, because the guy was so nice, and she started to answer, but a song came out.
“I need some help, because I Lost my keys,” she sang. Goofy Smile didn’t blink. “You,” he said, “are a-dork-able.” The new girl blushed, and her cheeks turned the color...
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posted by amymeymy
Part 10! Rate! XD If te like it... if te don't, don't.

Brennan drove an exhausted Booth home from the hospital. She wondered why he hadn’t done the same for her a week ago, and it sort of hurt. But then she realized all the pain she had caused him and decided to forgive him. Anyway, she had had Angela. Though no matter how hard she argued against it, she knew that it wasn’t the same. Because Angela wasn’t Booth, and she never would be. Because Booth wasn’t Angela. Because the feelings she had for Angela and the feelings she had for Booth weren’t the same. Because she wasn’t in...
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posted by amymeymy
It had been a long giorno and there was still no sign of Sweets; Hodgins had ran around town and was still looking; Cam was making phone calls to numerous people, mostly to make complaints about how anyone could let him get away, and she was completely frantic, Angela too. She was making scenarios randomly, knowing that there wasn‘t much she could do to help. She was wondering what she would do, what anyone here would do, if something happened to Sweets, of all people. `At least they all new that John took a week become his victim‘s friends; he saw himself as misunderstood, with no friends,...
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