A/N: Sorry for not updating in a while. I didn't really have any motivation for writing…that is until watched The Goop on the Girl again. Now I'm replacing Brennan with Angelica in one of the scenes. I noticed something really cool to. You know how David Boreanaz used to have that show Angel? I named my character Angelica with her nickname being Angel. I guess it was kind of a funny accident.

Anyways, I don't own Bones because if I did then I would be on it. I only own my OC(s).

Chapter Booth 2: No agency dating! Grrr.

I rushed inside of the Jeffersonian, shouting for people to move out of the way. "Make a hole!" It was probably pointless to shout out navy terms in a place like this but I didn't care. The sliding glass doors opened and I could see Dog Eyes at the platform, explaining what happened.

I quickly swiped my key card and skipped about two of the steps. I rushed over, flinging my bag to the ground, and got in front of Dog Eyes. I placed my hands on either side of his face and looked him dead on in the eyes. "Are you alright, Seeley?" His eyes grew wider at the fact that I used his real name instead of his nickname but he nodded. I sighed in relief and began to pat the air. "What are you doing?" He looked at me like I was insane, which I partially was because of recent events, and I let out a sigh. "I can hug you when your evidence. I don't want Santa parts all over me so I'm air hugging you." I said grinning broadly.

"Actually, you can help me with that, Angel. I need you to collect the evidence off Booth and remove anything that had evidence on it for particulates." I saluted Cam and grabbed Dog Eyes and headed over to one of the labs without windows. I opened the door and closed it once Booth came inside. I grabbed some gloves out of one of the boxes filled with them and grabbed some tweezers and a couple petri dishes.

"Sit down, Dog Eyes." He sat down on top of the table while I put on the gloves and grabbed the tweezers.

"So…why weren't you at the crime scene earlier?"

"I was out on a case since late last night and didn't get back until about an hour or so after it happened. By that time, you were here." I was picking off remains by now on Booth's jacket.

"Did you catch them?"

"Of course I did! I'm awesome like that, in case you were wondering." He laughed and I finished picking off the pieces from the back of his jacket. I put the tweezers down and placed my hand on the collar of his jacket, pulling it down slightly. "I need to remove your clothes now for particulates." I blushed slightly at the bluntness of it and I could see a bit of pink on Booth's neck. He coughed awkwardly and nodded. "Right, because it's evidence. Uh…The bomber said something about answering "the call". What do you think that means?" He asked quizzically as I came to the front because I already removed his jacket.

I began to loosen his tie as I spoke to him, regarding his question. "A lot of terrorists believe that it is their responsibility in their religion to do things like that." He looked at me while I took off his tie, giving me that melting look-WOAH! No agency dating! Grrr. "I don't think he was a terrorist; I just think he's a bank robber."

I placed the tie down on the table, making sure that none of the evidence fell off. Then I began to undo the first button of his shirt when he grabbed my hands in his. "I can take my own shirt off." I laughed and shooed his hands off. "You might compromise the evidence and we need everything we can get in this investigation." He nodded and let out a shaky sigh, a sign that he was nervous. "Right." I tried to think of a way to get him to stop feeling nervous so I started up a conversation. "What are you doing for Christmas?"

"I don't know. I might visit Parker but…Rebecca would probably flip. What are you doing for Christmas?" Welcome back, awkward and hesitant conversation. "Well…I don't really have any family besides my mom but…we're not on good terms, so I'll probably be at home, finishing up decorating the tree." By now I had finished undoing all the buttons and I was removing his shirt and BOY was he ripped! I wonder what he would look like all sweaty like that…AH! Mental slap! Get a hold of yourself Angel!

I wandered over to the other table and lightly placed the shirt down. As I walked over he looked slightly sympathetic. "You shouldn't have to spend Christmas alone. I'll drop by."

"You don't have to-"He gave me a pointed look and I sighed and agreed. I decided on revenge once I told him to stand up. "I need to take off your belt buckle for evidence." He began spluttering as I neared him. "Stand up." He finally took a deep breath and stood up. I placed my fingers on it. I slowly began to unloosen it and I "accidentally" brushed my hand against his stomach. I felt him shiver as I pulled it off. "There, it slides right off. We're done."

"No."

"What? What do you mean no?"

"Your pants have particulates on them to." He looked really shaky now as I began to take off his pants. "I'm just gonna name a couple saints: , , , St. John…" He kept whispering and muttering names as I took off his pants. When I finally took them off I placed his pants down on the table and then I poked his abs. "Nice abs, Dog Eyes." I said with a wink. His eyes widened and I think his breathing deepened just a bit. "Wait!" I yelled slightly he jumped and looked at me, alarmed. I moved until I was pressed up against him and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He stood still for a moment until he wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on top of mine.

It was a sweet moment, one that can't be erased. Dog Eyes stopped by to. It was like I had a family again.

I was wearing a red winter dress, my hair hanging down. I was holding a glass of red wine while looking at the boxes upon boxes of Christmas decorations that I still needed to hang up. As I stared intently at the boxes, my doorbell rang. Yes, I have a house. I didn't say that I grew up poor. I inherited some money from my father. I walked over and opened to see a smiling Seeley Booth at my door, holding a small box wrapped in shiny silver paper with a red bow.

"Hey, Booth! Come in before you freeze to death." He nodded and walked in placing the present on the stand I had next to the door. "You really didn't have to stop by. You should be spending time with your son." He pulled me into a hug and then pulled back, his hands on my shoulders. "I did have to come. Who else would you hang out on this fine Christmas Eve? Plus, I got a present for you and I couldn't wait until morning." I sighed and looked at him with a smile. "Thanks Dog Eyes."

I lead him into my living room where he let out a slow whistle. "How do you afford this?" I motioned for him to sit down on the couch and he did just that. I sat down beside him and handed him a beer. "My father was nicer to me than my mother ever was so I inherited a lot of the money. That's why my mom and I aren't on good speaking terms." He nodded and took a sip from his beer and placed his arm behind my neck as I leaned on his shoulder.

He handed me the present he had in his hand and I looked up at him with a smile while placing my wine glass on the coffee table in front of the couch. I slowly began to open the box and gasped at the sheer beauty of what it contained.

It was a beautiful silver necklace. It had a sword pointing down and what looked like angel wings sprouting from it. Then in the middle there was a heart. (A/N Link on my profile.)

"Oh Seeley…it's beautiful…" I sighed and smiled at it. It was pulled from my hands and I soon felt my hair being pushed to one of my shoulders. The chain wrapped around my neck and clasped together with a barely audible click. I fingered it in my hands and then I gave it a light kiss. I turned to Seeley and looked up at his smiling face.

I pulled him to me tightly and refused to let go. I heard him place his beer next to my wine glass and then I felt his warm embrace around my body. When we pulled back I looked into his beautiful brown eyes and couldn't resist giving him a kiss.

I placed my lips onto his with closed eyes, waiting for a reaction. Soon I felt his lips move against mine and his hands thread through my hair as I placed my hands on his rock hard chest. It was meant to be a short and sweet kiss but I couldn't find the will power to pull back.

Before we knew what was happening, we were making out on my couch like a couple of hormonal teenagers.

And that leads to where we are now, lying in my bed. Completely bare of any clothing with his head on my bare back, giving it light kisses. "Seeley?"

"Hmm?"

"What about the whole 'No Interagency Dating' thing?"

"I had a friend point out some details about it and it was revoked as of yesterday." I chuckled and turned over, kissing him lightly on his lips. "You are very sly Dog Eyes."

"I know."

So how was that? I thought it was okay. Again! Sorry for not updating for a while. I couldn't get any inspiration for a while. Review please!