Bit three... I write these too fast...
Cam and Sweets were in Cam’s office. Sweets was pacing and Cam was rummaging around for her phone.
“Why aren’t the police here yet?” Sweets kept on repeating.
“Sweets, please be quiet. Do あなた have you’re phone?” He remained silent, but received a stern look from Cam.
“You told me to be quiet” he mumbled. Cam stared at him.
“How old are you? If あなた don‘t watch it Booth will start saying that you‘re twelve again.” Sweets brought out his phone, sulking.
“I really do not like this. I mean, come on, this is the 秒 time this year! And it’s APRIL!” Sweets looked frustrated again. Cam was ringing herself, pretty much ignoring him. He noticed what she was doing and walked over to her.
“Why don’t あなた just ring Michelle?”
“You have her number?”
“No… don’t あなた know it?”
Cam looked devastated. “I know I should know, but I don’t Ok? I don’t even know my own number. I can’t here it ringing.” she gave up and put her head in her hands.
Booth and Brennan were in her office, looking at possible exits. A few of the men had left their ‘corner’ and they seized the opportunity to find a solution.
“I wonder how they got in here, I mean, this is the Jeffersonian.” Booth observed. “What security do あなた have here, I mean, あなた can’t go onto the platform without beeping a little card thingy. And these guys just waltz into here.”
“Card thingy?” 発言しました Brennan as she felt around the vents.
“Uh… あなた know what I mean!”
“Booth - I think maybe it could be an inside job.”
“Yeah, I think that too… What the hell is this?” He asked, revealing a trap door that was hidden under Brennan’s carpet.
“Oh, that’s been here since I can remember… I’ve never really cared much for it, it’s for emergencies…” she said.
Booth stared at he “And あなた didn’t tell me this why?”
“You 発言しました that we were intimidating them.” She didn’t look like she understood Booth’s surprise.
“O-k, whatever… so what’s down there?”
“A bed, some food, drink, useful items.”
“A bed? What the hell do あなた need a ベッド for?”
“In case I get tired. Why is a ベッド the strangest thing?”
“It’s … it’s not… it’s just… they’re all weird, why do あなた need any of this stuff?”
“In case something like this happens.” Brennan thought it was obvious.
“Whatever, just…” he sighed. Brennan held her breath hoping not to see ‘the face’ again. But it didn’t come.
He sat down 次 to the trap door and Brennan went to sit beside him. “What are あなた thinking?” she asked. Booth looked at her.
“Stuff… none of you’re business!”
“Alright… I just thought I should say something.” They stayed in silence for a few seconds.
Booth gave up. “Alright, I was thinking about Parker… if I could do this if something should happen to him.” Brennan shrugged.
“It would be pointless and there would be absolutely no result whatsoever.”
Booth smiled. “Ok, 次 time I’m about to do something crazy, I’ll warn あなた so that あなた can talk me out of it.”
“I’ll try, but when you’re about to do something crazy あなた tend not to listen to me.” she was smiling too, but for some reason this made Booth upset.
He was thinking of when he had kissed her, but she had pushed him away.
“Ok, yeesh, I’m going down” Booth said, looking around to see if anyone was coming. He was also looking for a distraction from his own thoughts.
“Yeesh why? I’ll come too.” Brennan said. Booth sighed. He couldn’t have it both ways. “Do あなた think it would intimidate them if we just vanished into thin air?” Brennan asked with a sly grin.
“You know what? I think it might.”
“Then we could appear again and they’ll be really confused.”
“Um… no. Leave the sneaky stuff to me.”
Brennan looked slightly crestfallen, though Booth did not try to comfort her. ‘Let’s see how she feels’ he thought. Brennan was even もっと見る surprised at his coldness, but she shook it off realising that she had got soft; he shouldn’t have to apologize for every little thing. She lowered herself down the ladder first, and reached for the light switch. Booth came down after her, amazed.
“Whoa, あなた were not joking, this place has everything. Why is there a computer?”
“For work.”
He opened his mouth to speak, but decided against it. He walked around for a while, looking in the fridge and under the table.
“You could live down here I sw-” He was interrupted によって Brennan’s phones ringing.
“I’ll get it… why did it stop?” she looked around for her phone but couldn’t find it. “I must of left it up-” when she looked up through the trap door, one of the masked men made himself visible. The partners stared at him for a second.
“What do あなた want?” 発言しました Booth.
“You really aren’t in the position to ask the 質問 Agent Booth.” The man started to close the trap door, and Brennan started to 移動する towards him.
“I’m really sorry about this.” He 発言しました as he shut the door over Brennan’s head with a bang, who had been trying to grab onto his hand.
“Whoa, come back here kiddo!” 発言しました Booth to the man as he rushed towards the door, though he had to stop to catch Brennan when she fell.
“Booth, I’m fine. Get up there.” Brennan instructed him, clutching the back of her head.
Booth climbed the ladder and banged on the trap door with his fist. “It’s locked.” he 発言しました as he turned to Brennan, who was sitting on the floor.
“Hey, Bones, you’re bleeding!” he 発言しました as he clambered back down.
“Oh…” she said, removing her hand from her wound. “Huh, it’s nothing.” she reassured him.
“Ok, sure… where’s the first-aid-supply-thing that あなた should have somewhere around - oh, no worries, found it!” he 発言しました as he hurried over to her side. “Come on up here” he 発言しました as he helped her to the ベッド “What else would the ベッド be for?” he said, cheering himself up. Brennan laughed too, and stopped to think that that was weird. Maybe there was something wrong with her head. She calmed down. Booth had been way worse off then her in the head department.
A while later, Brennan was lying in ベッド with an ice-pack that Booth had found on the fridge, silently 歌う to herself. Booth was pacing, and finding new ways to try and open the trap door without disturbing Brennan. He wasn’t worried about her, it was just a slight bang, though he wasn’t the brilliant doctor. He was the cocky FBI agent.
He sat down at the computer, realising that there might be internet. There was, and within 秒 he was connected with Cam and Sweets.
“Hey, it’s Booth! Look, I worked the computer!” Sweets looked chuffed with himself. Cam came rushing over. “Booth, is everything alright? Everyone to do with security is fired! I did something terrible, I called my cell, which Angela had in her office, and they heard it ringing … they took all of them and they‘re probably going to come looking for yours… in a 分 they’re going to cut off the electricity so we don’t stay in contact.”
“Oh no, no electricity will not be good… We have to get out of here.”
“Seeley, where are you?”
“In a hidy-hole under Brennan’s office.” he told her.
Cam smiled. “I remember that…” she said. “To tell あなた the truth, I never thought she would be reduced so far as to use it… have あなた seen the mini-bar? And what‘s the ベッド for?”
“Wait, あなた knew about this?“ asked Booth, but then he shook his head “ Whatever, that’s not important. What’s important is that we’re locked down here.”
“Is that doctor Brennan?” Sweets asked, spotting her in the background.
“Hey Sweets!” she shouted, getting up, a smile on her face.
“Yeah, she got a bang on her head” Booth 発言しました as he went to sit her down again. She grabbed his had and led him away from the camera‘s view. “Have I ever told あなた that you’re adorable?” she 発言しました seriously, stroking his chest, closing in on him.
Booth paused, confused. “Wait --- What?”
“Seeley, she doesn’t have a concussion, does she?” piped in Cam’s voice from the computer, who could obviously not see what was going on. “Concussions are not good.”
He pushed Brennan away quickly and lay her back down in bed.
“I don’t know if it’s a concussion Camille, I’m not a doctor, unlike everybody else in this building.” Brennan was smiling once more, looking at the ceiling, and Booth could breath again.
“Ok, Cam, she has a concussion.”
Cam and Sweets were in Cam’s office. Sweets was pacing and Cam was rummaging around for her phone.
“Why aren’t the police here yet?” Sweets kept on repeating.
“Sweets, please be quiet. Do あなた have you’re phone?” He remained silent, but received a stern look from Cam.
“You told me to be quiet” he mumbled. Cam stared at him.
“How old are you? If あなた don‘t watch it Booth will start saying that you‘re twelve again.” Sweets brought out his phone, sulking.
“I really do not like this. I mean, come on, this is the 秒 time this year! And it’s APRIL!” Sweets looked frustrated again. Cam was ringing herself, pretty much ignoring him. He noticed what she was doing and walked over to her.
“Why don’t あなた just ring Michelle?”
“You have her number?”
“No… don’t あなた know it?”
Cam looked devastated. “I know I should know, but I don’t Ok? I don’t even know my own number. I can’t here it ringing.” she gave up and put her head in her hands.
Booth and Brennan were in her office, looking at possible exits. A few of the men had left their ‘corner’ and they seized the opportunity to find a solution.
“I wonder how they got in here, I mean, this is the Jeffersonian.” Booth observed. “What security do あなた have here, I mean, あなた can’t go onto the platform without beeping a little card thingy. And these guys just waltz into here.”
“Card thingy?” 発言しました Brennan as she felt around the vents.
“Uh… あなた know what I mean!”
“Booth - I think maybe it could be an inside job.”
“Yeah, I think that too… What the hell is this?” He asked, revealing a trap door that was hidden under Brennan’s carpet.
“Oh, that’s been here since I can remember… I’ve never really cared much for it, it’s for emergencies…” she said.
Booth stared at he “And あなた didn’t tell me this why?”
“You 発言しました that we were intimidating them.” She didn’t look like she understood Booth’s surprise.
“O-k, whatever… so what’s down there?”
“A bed, some food, drink, useful items.”
“A bed? What the hell do あなた need a ベッド for?”
“In case I get tired. Why is a ベッド the strangest thing?”
“It’s … it’s not… it’s just… they’re all weird, why do あなた need any of this stuff?”
“In case something like this happens.” Brennan thought it was obvious.
“Whatever, just…” he sighed. Brennan held her breath hoping not to see ‘the face’ again. But it didn’t come.
He sat down 次 to the trap door and Brennan went to sit beside him. “What are あなた thinking?” she asked. Booth looked at her.
“Stuff… none of you’re business!”
“Alright… I just thought I should say something.” They stayed in silence for a few seconds.
Booth gave up. “Alright, I was thinking about Parker… if I could do this if something should happen to him.” Brennan shrugged.
“It would be pointless and there would be absolutely no result whatsoever.”
Booth smiled. “Ok, 次 time I’m about to do something crazy, I’ll warn あなた so that あなた can talk me out of it.”
“I’ll try, but when you’re about to do something crazy あなた tend not to listen to me.” she was smiling too, but for some reason this made Booth upset.
He was thinking of when he had kissed her, but she had pushed him away.
“Ok, yeesh, I’m going down” Booth said, looking around to see if anyone was coming. He was also looking for a distraction from his own thoughts.
“Yeesh why? I’ll come too.” Brennan said. Booth sighed. He couldn’t have it both ways. “Do あなた think it would intimidate them if we just vanished into thin air?” Brennan asked with a sly grin.
“You know what? I think it might.”
“Then we could appear again and they’ll be really confused.”
“Um… no. Leave the sneaky stuff to me.”
Brennan looked slightly crestfallen, though Booth did not try to comfort her. ‘Let’s see how she feels’ he thought. Brennan was even もっと見る surprised at his coldness, but she shook it off realising that she had got soft; he shouldn’t have to apologize for every little thing. She lowered herself down the ladder first, and reached for the light switch. Booth came down after her, amazed.
“Whoa, あなた were not joking, this place has everything. Why is there a computer?”
“For work.”
He opened his mouth to speak, but decided against it. He walked around for a while, looking in the fridge and under the table.
“You could live down here I sw-” He was interrupted によって Brennan’s phones ringing.
“I’ll get it… why did it stop?” she looked around for her phone but couldn’t find it. “I must of left it up-” when she looked up through the trap door, one of the masked men made himself visible. The partners stared at him for a second.
“What do あなた want?” 発言しました Booth.
“You really aren’t in the position to ask the 質問 Agent Booth.” The man started to close the trap door, and Brennan started to 移動する towards him.
“I’m really sorry about this.” He 発言しました as he shut the door over Brennan’s head with a bang, who had been trying to grab onto his hand.
“Whoa, come back here kiddo!” 発言しました Booth to the man as he rushed towards the door, though he had to stop to catch Brennan when she fell.
“Booth, I’m fine. Get up there.” Brennan instructed him, clutching the back of her head.
Booth climbed the ladder and banged on the trap door with his fist. “It’s locked.” he 発言しました as he turned to Brennan, who was sitting on the floor.
“Hey, Bones, you’re bleeding!” he 発言しました as he clambered back down.
“Oh…” she said, removing her hand from her wound. “Huh, it’s nothing.” she reassured him.
“Ok, sure… where’s the first-aid-supply-thing that あなた should have somewhere around - oh, no worries, found it!” he 発言しました as he hurried over to her side. “Come on up here” he 発言しました as he helped her to the ベッド “What else would the ベッド be for?” he said, cheering himself up. Brennan laughed too, and stopped to think that that was weird. Maybe there was something wrong with her head. She calmed down. Booth had been way worse off then her in the head department.
A while later, Brennan was lying in ベッド with an ice-pack that Booth had found on the fridge, silently 歌う to herself. Booth was pacing, and finding new ways to try and open the trap door without disturbing Brennan. He wasn’t worried about her, it was just a slight bang, though he wasn’t the brilliant doctor. He was the cocky FBI agent.
He sat down at the computer, realising that there might be internet. There was, and within 秒 he was connected with Cam and Sweets.
“Hey, it’s Booth! Look, I worked the computer!” Sweets looked chuffed with himself. Cam came rushing over. “Booth, is everything alright? Everyone to do with security is fired! I did something terrible, I called my cell, which Angela had in her office, and they heard it ringing … they took all of them and they‘re probably going to come looking for yours… in a 分 they’re going to cut off the electricity so we don’t stay in contact.”
“Oh no, no electricity will not be good… We have to get out of here.”
“Seeley, where are you?”
“In a hidy-hole under Brennan’s office.” he told her.
Cam smiled. “I remember that…” she said. “To tell あなた the truth, I never thought she would be reduced so far as to use it… have あなた seen the mini-bar? And what‘s the ベッド for?”
“Wait, あなた knew about this?“ asked Booth, but then he shook his head “ Whatever, that’s not important. What’s important is that we’re locked down here.”
“Is that doctor Brennan?” Sweets asked, spotting her in the background.
“Hey Sweets!” she shouted, getting up, a smile on her face.
“Yeah, she got a bang on her head” Booth 発言しました as he went to sit her down again. She grabbed his had and led him away from the camera‘s view. “Have I ever told あなた that you’re adorable?” she 発言しました seriously, stroking his chest, closing in on him.
Booth paused, confused. “Wait --- What?”
“Seeley, she doesn’t have a concussion, does she?” piped in Cam’s voice from the computer, who could obviously not see what was going on. “Concussions are not good.”
He pushed Brennan away quickly and lay her back down in bed.
“I don’t know if it’s a concussion Camille, I’m not a doctor, unlike everybody else in this building.” Brennan was smiling once more, looking at the ceiling, and Booth could breath again.
“Ok, Cam, she has a concussion.”
