Bones Booth & Brennan Cant Fight The Moonlight

Here's the sekunde part of my fanfic! Sorry it took so long!
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(The Boys Room)
“Knock Knock!” A voice bellowed from behind the door and Dr. Wyatt flew through it. “And how are we now, hum?!”
Wyatt was stopped in his tracks as he saw Booth leaning his head on Cam’s shoulders. “Oh opsie daisy!” He said, clearly uncomfortable and he wasn’t sure where to look.
“It’s not what wewe think” Cam started. She stood up and gestured at the door. She and Wyatt stepped out and closed the door behind them. Booth, who was Lost in his own thoughts...

So this is the first ever shabiki fiction I have ever written! It’s only a short piece and there is zaidi to follow but I’d upendo to hear your feedback on it!

(Picture the scene: Its Brennan and Booth’s wedding day. Both the guys and the girls are in separate rooms getting ready.)

The Boys Room:

Booth is alone in the room and is nervously fixing his bow tie for about the millionth time.
“Okay, so you’ve got this far. You’re doing good.” (He stares at himself in the mirror. He looks down at his bow tie and yet again undoes it) Why I am so nervous?” He thought to himself. “I upendo her....

Chapter 3
As Angela headed to get Mr. Schneider, Brennan walked toward Booth and Hodgins. When she reached them she quickly told them to come upstairs to the rooms. Brennan was just opening the door when Angela appeared with Mr. Schneider. Once they were all in the room, Mr. Schneider started to explain why he had asked Brennan to come this weekend. Apparently he is under suspicion of murdering a former student whose body was just found buried on the grounds of the school. There is no direct proof of his guilt but he is under surveillance. The murder was over fifteen years zamani and he was hoping...

"Booth." alisema Brennan as she leaned over papers on the case.

Booth pulled his hand back from her lower back, but continued to look over her shoulder. "Sorry. When's our inayofuata therapy session?"

"Wednesday. Sweets will probably do that thing where he doesn't talk the whole time. I'd bring something to do." Brennan put the papers back in the folder and stood to walk out of the office.

"Yes! Now we can eat?" he alisema with a hopeful smile. Brennan smiled back and nodded, following him to his car. "What do wewe want? How about the diner?" Booth alisema as he opened her door.

"Sure." she replied.


They ate peacefully,...