They rode the elevator down in dead silence. There were other people in the elevator with them so neither wanted to say anything. As they crossed the lobby to the coffee shop, the concierge approached.

“Dr. Brennan, I hope your accommodations were to your satisfaction and if you were planning on staying another night with us?”

Before Brennan could answer, Booth asked.

“Who had called to order the room and what had they requested?”

“The call was from your publisher’s office requesting a two person suite, why is there anything wrong?”

Brennan answered. “No everything is fine. I am...

Brennan was sitting in her office working on her newest book when her phone rang. Without looking she reached over and picked it up.

“Brennan.”

“Temperance, it’s Lisa.”

“Oh, hi. I’m actually working on my next book now.”

“That’s great, but that’s not why I was calling.”

“Ok, why did you call?”

“I have a question for you. I got an email from a young woman named River Morrigan asking if it was possible to get in contact with you. I gave her a call and it turns out she is wanting to make some kind of documentary about your work with the FBI.”

“Really?”

“Yes, what...

Sorry about the title, I couldn't think of anything. Anyways, I finally got an idea for a new Bones fan fiction (hence the title). Now, it may turn out completely terrible, and I am very sorry if it does. But hey, you never know unless you through it out there I guess, so here it is:

Where is she? She's late! She's never late. Never! Well, except for that one time when she slept with...Oh crap! She didn't even tell me she was seeing someone! Now what? My plans are completely ruined. She'll think I truly am a loser. And...
Booth's thoughts trailed off as he continued to think over the situation....