A/N

Right, I know there are other things I should be working on (and I am...honest!), but something has been bothering me and it's manifested itself into a fic.

Now, I'm finally ok with the S6 finale (mostly! LOL) but I still thing certain situations need to be worked through first. I haven't read many fics since the season finale, but the ones I have read seem to focus only on Booth and Brennan having a baby and nothing else. Which is fine of course, but I think other things needs to be addressed as well.

So this is me addressing them...in my own special way.

I just ask one thing...trust me.

"Veto."

"What?" Seeley Booth smiled winningly across the table at his partner, his eyes twinkling with mirth at her oh so serious tone. "Come on Bones…that's a great name."

"We are not naming our son or daughter after an ice hockey player Booth." Brennan said firmly. "Or any other kind of sports individual," she added when he opened his mouth to protest.

"Fine," Booth agreed; the smile on his face fading slightly until a new thought occurred to him. "Fine," he repeated, leaning toward her with a smirk on his lips. "But we can't name our son or daughter after some genius scientist either."

Brennan frowned at him for a second before grudgingly nodding her agreement, "Fine."

The smirk on Booth's face grew at the disgruntlement that he could hear in her voice, and he couldn't resist closing the last of the distance between them to claim her lips in a kiss. When he forced himself to pull back, the frown on her face had been replaced with a soft smile, her eyes bright as she looked at him. They shared a long look before the ringing of a cell phone garnered Booth's attention.

"Booth," he answered, his gaze still locked on a smiling Brennan. "Jared?" His brow furrowed in concentration as he pressed the phone into his ear. "Hold up, hold up. I can barely hear you." He stood, sending Brennan an apologetic look for the interruption. She waved him off with a flick of her wrist.

"I'll get us another drink. Give my regards to Jared and Padme."

"I'll be two minutes," Booth assured her before turning and forcing his way out of the bar, phone once again plastered to his ear.

Brennan watched him leave before glancing at the bar, eyeing the raucous crowd warily as her desire for another drink quickly faded with the knowledge that to get another drink, she'd have to brave the crowd. It's much easier to wait for Booth to return so he could brave it for her. Not very evolved of her, she thought to herself with a small smile; but it was yet another perk of their new relationship.

"Temperance?"

As their relationship had progressed Booth had taken it upon himself to take over certain 'boyfriend-ly' (not her choice of word) duties, and Angela had informed her to take advantage of that fact, because it wouldn't last. So, Brennan thought as she leant back in her chair with a grin, that was what she was doing.

"Temperance!"

The sound of her name being called startled Brennan out of her musings and she turned in her chair, brow furrowed in confusion as she failed to recognise the voice. She looked at the man who stood behind her, a soft 'oh' escaping her lips as recognition dawned on her. As the man took a step towards her, she forced herself to move, her shock clearing and a smile beginning to show on her face. She stood, pushing her chair back and turning to face the new arrival. She met his smiling face with her own, and before she knew it she found herself wrapped in a pair of muscular arms, wrapping her own around him automatically as he hugged her.

"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes!" He said as he stepped back, eyes travelling over her leisurely as he spoke, "And looking as beautiful as ever."

"Eli," she said warningly.

"What?" He asked innocently, "A man can't show his appreciation every now and then?"

"You're incorrigible," she accused.

"You've never minded before," he reminded her with a smirk.

Brennan couldn't prevent her lips from quirking at his words; and for the next few minutes, they fell back into a familiar pattern. It was only when a comfortable silence fell between them that Brennan finally asked the question that had been running through her mind since he'd arrived.

"Eli…" she began slowly, "What are you doing here?"

"It's like I said. A few friends mentioned that they were making a trip to D.C., and I couldn't resist the urge to tag along," he said with a small shrug, smile firmly in place.

"Right," Brennan said doubtfully. "And you just happened to wander in here?"

"Well," he began, leaning toward her subconsciously. "Maybe you mentioned it so often I had to check it out for myself?" At Brennan's doubtful look he continued, "Or maybe it crossed my mind that I might run into a sexy scientist who also happened to be a bestselling author?" He caught himself as he started to lean forward again, forcing himself to stand back. "You know me; it's hard to tell what was going through my mind. But as luck would have it, I have run into a sexy scientist and bestselling author so…" he trailed off with a grin and a shrug.

Brennan rolled her eyes at him, even as the knowledge that some things never changed pleased her. On the other hand, some things had definitely changed; and before he said anything else, she knew she needed to address that fact.

"Eli…" she began.

"Temperance…" he cut in playfully.

"Do you remember me mentioning my partner?"