S01E03 - A Boy in a Tree (08/08)
Fandom: Bones
Pairing: Seeley Booth/Zack Addy, Jack Hodgins/Angela Montenegro, Daniel Goodman/Sam Cullen
Rating:T
Spoilers:The Man in the SUV
Series:Fifth story of Bones Revisited - Season 01
Summary:My version of the third episode. Zack and Booth have to solve an apparent suicide at a high-profile private school while dealing with local law enforcement, stonewalling from the school's principal and hiding from a curious Angela. Contains slash.
Author Notes: I change the character highlighted on each scene. Words in italic are their thoughts.
To clear things up chronologically for this epilogue:
Angela and Bones' talk happens at the same time as Zack and Booth's does.
Booth and Hodgins' talk happens at the same time Zack joins the girls' conversation.
More notes at the end.
Epilogue
In which help and advice are requested, given and shared.
Temperance
She and Angela were talking in the artist's office:
"Sweetie, I need help."
"With what, Ange?"
"My date."
"With whom?"
"Hodgins."
Oh. Oh.
"Okay. What do you expect me to help you with?"
"Girl stuff. What I'm going to wear and such."
"No offense, Angela, but I'm not the right person for this talk."
"I know. But you're the only one I can talk to about this."
"I recon the person you actually need is going to be walking through that door any minute now." - She pointed at Zack who was almost at the door. Angela waited for the knock before yanking him inside.
Angela
"Sweetie, I need help."
"With what, Ange?"
"My date."
"With whom?"
Angela bit her bottom lip:
"Hodgins."
"Okay. What do you expect me to help you with?"
I expected something else. But this is Temperance we're talking about. Of course she would surprise me.
"Girl stuff. What I'm going to wear and such."
"No offense, Angela, but I'm not the right person for this talk."
"I know. But you're the only one I can talk to about this."
"I recon the person you actually need is going to be walking through that door any minute now."
Angela heard a knock.
One.
Two.
Three.
Yank!
Jack
Hodgins was pacing around the lab thinking about his future date with Angela.
Can't screw this up. Can't screw this up. Can't screw this up.
I have to make this the best first date ever.
Funny thing is that the only person I would ask for advice is Ange. Gotta love the irony.
Hodgins approached Zack and Booth:
"Need to talk to you."
Seeley
"Hey, uhm, Zack?"
"Y-yes, Se-Seeley?"
He's so cute when he stutters.
"Hodgins and Angela made me realize something."
"What?"
"We never really went on a first date."
"Oh."
"We got 8'o clock reservations, I'll pick you up. Formal wear."
"Define formal."
"Tie."
"Alright. Only a red silk tie and nothing else."
Isn't that a seductive sight?
"Please wear the rest of the clothes or we won't make it to the restaurant."
"Don't worry; I will be presentable for our date."
They kissed.
"Can't wait."
Really can't.
Hodgins approached the couple.
"Need to talk to you."
"Sure."
"Not with you, Zack."
"Oh." - Zack turned to Booth. - "Do not kill him. He's my best friend. Besides, he's my ride."
"I'll behave."
"If either of you needs me, I'll be in Angela's office."
Zack walked away and the FBI agent gave Hodgins a go-on-with-it look.
"So."
"So."
"I need advice. I'm sure Zack has already told you about my date with Angela."
"He did."
"Any tips?"
"You're really asking me this?"
"The alternative is Zack."
"Good point. I wouldn't take her to a fancy restaurant if I were you. This is Angela. She would prefer, I don't know, maybe a walk around town or something like that."
"I'll figure something out."
Zack
"Hey, uhm, Zack?"
"Y-yes, Se-Seeley?" - Zack's stutter was brought forth because of the intense look on his lover's face.
"Hodgins and Angela made me realize something."
Please let it not be about breaking up with me.
"What?"
"We never really went on a first date."
Zack released a breath he didn't know he was holding:
"Oh."
"We got 8'o clock reservations, I'll pick you up. Formal wear."
"Define formal."
"Tie."
Zack smiled seductively:
"Alright. Only a red silk tie and nothing else."
Booth's face turned violet red (most of his blood was pooling somewhere else.)
"Please wear the rest of the clothes or we won't make it to the restaurant."
"Don't worry; I will be presentable for our date."
Their kiss was chaste albeit underneath that exterior it was burning with passion.
"Can't wait."
Hodgins approached the couple.
"Need to talk to you."
"Sure."
"Not with you, Zack."
"Oh." - The squint changed the object of his attention. - "Do not kill him. He's my best friend. Besides, he's my ride."
"I'll behave."
"If either of you needs me, I'll be in Angela's office."
I need some advice, anyway. I know I shouldn't be nervous, but I can't help it. I'm really desperate for help. I'm going to see the woman who once said I should 'reap the benefits of her sexual wisdom'.
Zack knocked on the door and was promptly yanked inside.
"Angela! What did I tell you about manhandling me?"
"That the only man you want handling you is Booth?" - She smirked as she said 'handling'.
"Yes. What? Not the point. I told you don't like being manhandled." - A calming breath - "Anyway…"
"Spill."
"I have a date with Booth. A first date. And I know I shouldn't be this nervous, seeing as though I've already slept with him-"
Angela cut him off:
"Whoa, breathe."
"Ange, I haven't had a first date go well in…" - Zack paused a bit to gather his thoughts. - "Well, in ever."
"Zack, calm down, you're hyperventilating."
"I'm sorry, Dr. Brennan. But this is the one date I do not want to mess up. Help?"
"Don't worry, honey. Booth till love you even if you mess up. Now help me. How did you make your actual first date with Booth go well?"
"It wasn't as much of a date as it was me dragging him to the bed room by his tie." - The women looked mildly shocked. Zack shrugged. - "His couch
was too soft."
"I don't suppose you could that with Hodgins?"
"Not that he wouldn't like that, Tempe; but I think I don't want to ruin my friendship with him on a date that may not even work out."
Oh, it will.
"I don't understand. Why wasn't Zack worried about ruining his friendship with Booth?"
"I wasn't his friend. He was keener on avoiding and ignoring me rather than talking to me."
"Really? He kept asking me things about you while we were out in the field."
"About me?" - Brennan just nodded in answer.
"Now that we got you sorted out, can we move on to me?"
"Just be yourself, Ange. You're over thinking this. As Dr. Brennan would say, you're a heart person. Use it. Go with your strengths."
"But what will I wear?"
"Angela Pearly Gates Montenegro, stop whining! This is Hodgins we're talking about. You could show up using tie-dye in a formal dinner and he would still act as if you were better dressed than the queen."
"That appears to be the correct assumption."
Hodgins opened the door.
"You ready to go, buddy?"
"Yes. We need to get home and get ready for our respective dates."
"Let's get going."
The End (Really) (For now.)
Author Notes:
The shade used in this chapter is:
Violet Red is one of the red(ish) colors in a 64-colors Crayola box. (It's somewhat lighter than Red Violet).
This is less like an epilogue and more like a bridge to my next work: 'The First Date in the Relationships'.
Thank you for reading, I appreciate it.
Stay tuned for more stories.
Farewell!
Pairing: Seeley Booth/Zack Addy, Jack Hodgins/Angela Montenegro, Daniel Goodman/Sam Cullen
Rating:T
Spoilers:The Man in the SUV
Series:Fifth story of Bones Revisited - Season 01
Summary:My version of the third episode. Zack and Booth have to solve an apparent suicide at a high-profile private school while dealing with local law enforcement, stonewalling from the school's principal and hiding from a curious Angela. Contains slash.
Author Notes: I change the character highlighted on each scene. Words in italic are their thoughts.
To clear things up chronologically for this epilogue:
Angela and Bones' talk happens at the same time as Zack and Booth's does.
Booth and Hodgins' talk happens at the same time Zack joins the girls' conversation.
More notes at the end.
Epilogue
In which help and advice are requested, given and shared.
Temperance
She and Angela were talking in the artist's office:
"Sweetie, I need help."
"With what, Ange?"
"My date."
"With whom?"
"Hodgins."
Oh. Oh.
"Okay. What do you expect me to help you with?"
"Girl stuff. What I'm going to wear and such."
"No offense, Angela, but I'm not the right person for this talk."
"I know. But you're the only one I can talk to about this."
"I recon the person you actually need is going to be walking through that door any minute now." - She pointed at Zack who was almost at the door. Angela waited for the knock before yanking him inside.
Angela
"Sweetie, I need help."
"With what, Ange?"
"My date."
"With whom?"
Angela bit her bottom lip:
"Hodgins."
"Okay. What do you expect me to help you with?"
I expected something else. But this is Temperance we're talking about. Of course she would surprise me.
"Girl stuff. What I'm going to wear and such."
"No offense, Angela, but I'm not the right person for this talk."
"I know. But you're the only one I can talk to about this."
"I recon the person you actually need is going to be walking through that door any minute now."
Angela heard a knock.
One.
Two.
Three.
Yank!
Jack
Hodgins was pacing around the lab thinking about his future date with Angela.
Can't screw this up. Can't screw this up. Can't screw this up.
I have to make this the best first date ever.
Funny thing is that the only person I would ask for advice is Ange. Gotta love the irony.
Hodgins approached Zack and Booth:
"Need to talk to you."
Seeley
"Hey, uhm, Zack?"
"Y-yes, Se-Seeley?"
He's so cute when he stutters.
"Hodgins and Angela made me realize something."
"What?"
"We never really went on a first date."
"Oh."
"We got 8'o clock reservations, I'll pick you up. Formal wear."
"Define formal."
"Tie."
"Alright. Only a red silk tie and nothing else."
Isn't that a seductive sight?
"Please wear the rest of the clothes or we won't make it to the restaurant."
"Don't worry; I will be presentable for our date."
They kissed.
"Can't wait."
Really can't.
Hodgins approached the couple.
"Need to talk to you."
"Sure."
"Not with you, Zack."
"Oh." - Zack turned to Booth. - "Do not kill him. He's my best friend. Besides, he's my ride."
"I'll behave."
"If either of you needs me, I'll be in Angela's office."
Zack walked away and the FBI agent gave Hodgins a go-on-with-it look.
"So."
"So."
"I need advice. I'm sure Zack has already told you about my date with Angela."
"He did."
"Any tips?"
"You're really asking me this?"
"The alternative is Zack."
"Good point. I wouldn't take her to a fancy restaurant if I were you. This is Angela. She would prefer, I don't know, maybe a walk around town or something like that."
"I'll figure something out."
Zack
"Hey, uhm, Zack?"
"Y-yes, Se-Seeley?" - Zack's stutter was brought forth because of the intense look on his lover's face.
"Hodgins and Angela made me realize something."
Please let it not be about breaking up with me.
"What?"
"We never really went on a first date."
Zack released a breath he didn't know he was holding:
"Oh."
"We got 8'o clock reservations, I'll pick you up. Formal wear."
"Define formal."
"Tie."
Zack smiled seductively:
"Alright. Only a red silk tie and nothing else."
Booth's face turned violet red (most of his blood was pooling somewhere else.)
"Please wear the rest of the clothes or we won't make it to the restaurant."
"Don't worry; I will be presentable for our date."
Their kiss was chaste albeit underneath that exterior it was burning with passion.
"Can't wait."
Hodgins approached the couple.
"Need to talk to you."
"Sure."
"Not with you, Zack."
"Oh." - The squint changed the object of his attention. - "Do not kill him. He's my best friend. Besides, he's my ride."
"I'll behave."
"If either of you needs me, I'll be in Angela's office."
I need some advice, anyway. I know I shouldn't be nervous, but I can't help it. I'm really desperate for help. I'm going to see the woman who once said I should 'reap the benefits of her sexual wisdom'.
Zack knocked on the door and was promptly yanked inside.
"Angela! What did I tell you about manhandling me?"
"That the only man you want handling you is Booth?" - She smirked as she said 'handling'.
"Yes. What? Not the point. I told you don't like being manhandled." - A calming breath - "Anyway…"
"Spill."
"I have a date with Booth. A first date. And I know I shouldn't be this nervous, seeing as though I've already slept with him-"
Angela cut him off:
"Whoa, breathe."
"Ange, I haven't had a first date go well in…" - Zack paused a bit to gather his thoughts. - "Well, in ever."
"Zack, calm down, you're hyperventilating."
"I'm sorry, Dr. Brennan. But this is the one date I do not want to mess up. Help?"
"Don't worry, honey. Booth till love you even if you mess up. Now help me. How did you make your actual first date with Booth go well?"
"It wasn't as much of a date as it was me dragging him to the bed room by his tie." - The women looked mildly shocked. Zack shrugged. - "His couch
was too soft."
"I don't suppose you could that with Hodgins?"
"Not that he wouldn't like that, Tempe; but I think I don't want to ruin my friendship with him on a date that may not even work out."
Oh, it will.
"I don't understand. Why wasn't Zack worried about ruining his friendship with Booth?"
"I wasn't his friend. He was keener on avoiding and ignoring me rather than talking to me."
"Really? He kept asking me things about you while we were out in the field."
"About me?" - Brennan just nodded in answer.
"Now that we got you sorted out, can we move on to me?"
"Just be yourself, Ange. You're over thinking this. As Dr. Brennan would say, you're a heart person. Use it. Go with your strengths."
"But what will I wear?"
"Angela Pearly Gates Montenegro, stop whining! This is Hodgins we're talking about. You could show up using tie-dye in a formal dinner and he would still act as if you were better dressed than the queen."
"That appears to be the correct assumption."
Hodgins opened the door.
"You ready to go, buddy?"
"Yes. We need to get home and get ready for our respective dates."
"Let's get going."
The End (Really) (For now.)
Author Notes:
The shade used in this chapter is:
Violet Red is one of the red(ish) colors in a 64-colors Crayola box. (It's somewhat lighter than Red Violet).
This is less like an epilogue and more like a bridge to my next work: 'The First Date in the Relationships'.
Thank you for reading, I appreciate it.
Stay tuned for more stories.
Farewell!