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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 যেভাবে খুশী information off of House, though I most probably didn’t… I just hope it sounds good. ;)

“Hodgins, get Booth.” Brennan ব্যক্ত 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...

Whoa, um, this is longer than I expected... oh well, whatever. Hope আপনি like it!


Angela came running into Brennan’s office and Brennan sighed.
“How are আপনি 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, আপনি can’t lie to me. He’s made for you. অথবা you’re made for him. Whatever. My point is, go for it.”
Brennan was becoming আরো and আরো annoyed. “Why?”
“Why? I dunno,...

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 অস্থি অনুরাগী 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 দ্বারা 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...

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 দ্বারা 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, আপনি 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.”...

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 দিন dream.
“What?” she ব্যক্ত dozily. She still wasn’t entirely there. Angela hated watching her like this, ever through sideways glances.
“Promise me that আপনি won’t think about it. You’ll just do it.” She ব্যক্ত hopefully.
“I don’t know, Ange…”
“Yes, আপনি do. I’m telling আপনি that আপনি do. Don’t hold back. That would be stupid.”
“I don’t see…”
Angela pulled over suddenly.
“Sweetie,...

Part 17... I'm going to end up লেখা a book...

Booth walked across the রাস্তা to Brennan, holding out a প্রেটসলের for her to take. She couldn’t help but laugh slightly at the চকোলেট 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 চুম্বন on his cheek. Booth smiled.
“He’s not going to give আপনি clearance. This is disgusting.” She handled the pretzel.
“They were free so… What? Why?”
“So many calories…...