Impulsivity (1-Shot, T?)

They walked up the hill. Far away from the city lights. The deep purple of night fell, leaving a million stars to light up the sky. A billion candles. A trillion Christmas lights.

She led the way, slightly ahead of her partner, hands in the pockets of her slacks. He walked with a wide stride to keep up with her short, quick steps. He had shed the tie, which was laying in the SUV at the foot of the hill where the gravel road ended, and left the top two buttons of his shirt undone.

"You in a hurry, Bones?"

She turned, taking a few steps backwards. "Actually, yes."

She was up to something and it made him laugh to himself. "It's a shame, you know."

"It'll be sold to the university. Students will do the upkeep."

"Yeah, but the guy built it with his bare hands. Too bad he didn't have any kids to pass it on to."

"But this way, hundreds of students will be able to appreciate it. It won't become a museum novelty; it'll remain in use as an educational tool for astronomy students."

The building grew from over the hill as they approached. It was smaller than most observatories, being that a man had created it himself out of recycled materials. Glass and bottles, plastic and rocks could be seen in the walls. When the sun rose above the hills, it glittered green and silver.

Brennan fumbled with her keys.

"Why'd you put it on that key chain, Bones? You won't be able to find it now."

"Patience, Booth."

He took a step back and let Brennan search for the right key in the growing darkness.

Finally, she found the key and let them into the little observatory.

Booth's mouth gaped as he looked around. "Wow. This guy made this thing by hand?"

"Shows you what a little bit of determination can do, doesn't it?"

"This place is amazing, Bones," he laughed. Brennan couldn't help but to smile at her partner who was acting like a boy in a mound of dirt. He spotted a small control panel from across the room. He walked over to it. "What does this do-hickeydo?"

Brennan jogged over to him, swatting at his hands. "Don't touch that."

He pulled back the offended paw, "Hey."

"This isn't a toy, Booth. Sometimes you can be such a child."

"You know what, Bones? Have you ever just tried it? Just once?"

She looked at him like he had just spoken Hindi. "Tried what, exactly?"

"You know--be a kid. Laugh. Play--"

"But I'm an adult, Booth." Still confused.

He shook his head and turned around. Someday he'd teach her to have fun. Not today.

Brennan was quick to pick up on his annoyance. "Is--is there a method?"

"A method for being a kid?" He shook his head. "Nah. In fact, it's probably the only thing that there isn't a rule for. That's kinda the point."

"I could learn to let go, be less controlling if it'll please you." She was completely serious. Not a playful notion in her head. She did not get it.

"Bones, it's not about that--" He looked around. Then pointed up. "Does this thing open up?"

She brightened. "Of course it does. It's an observatory. If you can't see the sky, you can't observe. Thus the name."

"Thank you, Merriam-Webster," he muttered, walking back over to the control panel.

"We didn't have permission to open up the ceiling, Booth."

Booth pushed the right button and the ceiling began to peel back.

She put her hands to her hips, "I hope you know how to close that back up, Booth."

"Just relax... I know how to read. This button says open, that one says close. Easy as pie." His hands went back to his pockets and he looked up at the sky. "Does this thing have a telescope or something?"

"We don't have--"

"Permission. Yeah, yeah... Hey, Bones, does that look like Ralph Nader to you?"

She sighed and walked over to him, then looked up. "That's Cassiopeia, Booth." Then she had to hold back a laugh, so she hit his arm. "Ralph Nader?"

He laughed, holding his arm. "Hey, I'm just doing my part, Bones."

"Doing your part?"

"Teaching you how to relax. I bet you know every constellation up there. Why not wing it?"

"Wing it? I'm not familiar with 'winging it.'"

"You know. Do stuff on impulse."

"I don't do anything on impulse, Booth. I always think through my actions thoroughly, weighing pros and cons before choosing a singular course of action. The best course of action. I just don't see any logic to saying that Cassiopeia looks like Ralph Nader when it clearly does not."

"Wow, Bones. Good thing you didn't become an artist."

"Why?" Hands back on hips.

"Because you'd suck at it."

She was offended. "For your information, I can draw a very accurate replica of the Mona Lisa."

"And I bet she looks like she has a hooked nose and has one of those--" he made a gesture at his neck--"big nasty warts with hairs and---"

"You're baiting me, aren't you?"

He laughed innocently. "What? I don't bait, Bones. I'm not a baiter."

"You are so a baiter and I find it quite aggrevating."

He looked up. "Hey, Bones. Is that-- Is that Mona Lisa?"

"You're doing it again, Booth." She reached over and closed the observatory ceiling.

"Hey, what'd you do that for?" He reached over and moved her hand out of the way.

"Because you're beginning to irritate me. That was probably Andromeda, but knowing you, you were just pointing capriciously just to get me riled up and I don't know why--"

Booth smiled. "You really don't know why, do you?"

"Of course I don't. Why would I say I didn't know something that I do. And by the way," she stepped closer to him. She poked at his chest a couple of times. "I am sick of people asking if I really don't know something. I don't appreciate ambiguity."

"Bones, calm down a sec."

"I will not calm down until you tell me what you mean. What is it that others know about you that I do not? I should know you better than, say, Agent Perotta--"

"Perotta?"

"--because I'm your partner."

"Bones, Bones, slow down."

"What do I not know about you?"

He stepped closer, sliding his hands along her arms, then tipped his head toward her, "You know me better than anyone, Bones."

"Apparently not," she spat.

"So you don't get everything, Bones, but you do get most of it. Everything I tell you--I tell you more than anybody else."

"Then..." She began, "show me how to be a kid."

It was a challenge. He smiled. A plan formulated. "OK... Let's close up shop."

"Where are we going?" She followed him out, locking the door behind her.

Booth walked out several yards to a clearing alongside the path that led them to the observatory. He took off his jacket and laid it on the ground.

Then he gestured to the ground.

She rolled her eyes. "Booth--"

"Don't you trust me?" She didn't reply. "Hey... if I were going to make a move on you, I'd be more respectful than this. I'd bring a blanket... Trust me?"

She got on the ground, resting her shoulders and head on the jacket. Booth laid down beside her, their arms touching.

"What's that one?" He pointed.

"Ursa Minor."

"Bear, right?"

"Yes... And that one is Cephus..." She grew quiet.

"That one looks like Spider Man."

She laughed softly, but didn't reply.

"Bones? You OK?"

She nodded. Her breath stilled.

To break the silence, Booth whispered, "That one's Perseus. That was some Greek god or something like that, right?"

She looked sharply at him. "You're such a phony."

"What?" He laughed.

She rested her weight on her shoulder so she could look at him. "Angela was right. You do fake being stupid just to make me feel better about myself. That's not necessary, Booth." She stood up quickly.

Booth stood up. "What? Are you mad at me now?"

"More like--annoyed. This is why I don't know you that well. You pretend to be someone else around me. I am not very happy with you." She picked up the jacket and threw it at him, then turned and walked quickly back down the hill.

"Bones, wait! Hey, Bones! Stop!" He jogged after her. "What? You want some honesty, Bones? Some goddamn honesty?"

She stopped and looked at him. "Yes. I would very much like some goddamn honesty."

"Alright. How--how about this? I tease you... because I love seeing you look puzzled. I think it's kinda cute." He grinned.He put his hands into his pockets, feeling pretty confident in his attestation.

"That doesn't make any sense," she said after a moment of thought.

He stepped closer to her. "And I don't tell you that I know everything because--" His jaw tightened. He stepped even closer. She stood her ground. "I can't give you a lot, Bones. I can't make love to you. I can't kiss you whenever I want. But that's one thing I can give you."

She took a step back.

"Bones--"

Enough time passed that he began to feel worried.

She took two quick steps closer to Booth, grabbed his collar aggressively and pressed her lips warmly to his. It didn't even take a full second before Booth responded, opening his lips to allow her tongue entry into his mouth. They tangled passionately, hungrily for several seconds. The jacket fell to the ground and he pulled her closer to him, pressing her body against his. Her hands wandered up his neck and touched his face tenderly.

Their lips parted slowly, painfully.

She opened her eyes languidly. Then she smiled, almost proudly. "How's that for impulsivity?" He was stunned. "You dropped your jacket."

She turned and continued down to the SUV.

His feet refused to work for a quarter of a minute. Then he sputtered, "Yeah. That's... that's pretty good."

*Deep breath* AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! That was adorable! Some favorite lines:
"Someday he'd teach her to have fun. Not today."
"You are so a baiter and I find it quite aggravating."
'Then...' She began, 'show me how to be a kid.' It was a challenge. He smiled. A plan formulated."
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Thanks, Fluffernutter!

I've been suffering from BWS. I needed to write a fic. Glad you enjoyed it!

I like seeing Booth a little flustered every now and then This was really cute Mama!

I'm dead sick so what do I do? Read fanfic, of course. It's like comfort food, but doesn't make you fat!

I'm glad I did too, cause this is cute. Much better than the article on drug legalization currently sitting on my desktop. *grumbles* Oh, well, I am sick. I'm off to read another one.

Brennan should definitely be more impulsive on the show! Good work Mama I always the topics of your one shots!

Thanks, guys!!!

I'm sick, too this weekend. Writing the fanfics is good medicine... Hopefully I can come up with another. xD

Mama! I loved it Great job as always.

YAY. Its definetly my fav story cause I am in it LOL....

Its GOOD. Guud

Thank you!!!

I was thinking about you, Triinu! Seriously. I thought about you when I came up with that constellation. haha

Your stuff always impresses me, Ma. Great job!

ForensicMama wrote:Thank you!!!

I was thinking about you, Triinu! Seriously. I thought about you when I came up with that constellation. haha

Aww... Nice. I might send you a present soon then. Lol. I was thinking of you when i saw one thing. I might pm you soon and let it see how you like it. LOL.

AND that is so sweet.
Come here. *hugs till mama turns purple*

To say it with Booth

"Yeah. That's... that's pretty good."

lol
I really liked it!

LOL I'm glad you all liked it!

*hugs Triinu until she turns purple, too*

This was so cute, fluffy, made me smile. Thanks for writing it.

Looovvvved it, Mama! I saw that there are quite a few out there right now, but I just don't have any time to sit down and read any right now!! I snuck this one in really quick tho.

Thank you!
Thanks DB!!! I'm on a one-shot kick, so I've decided to put all of these into one post from now on. xD
Thanks!!!!!!!!!!!