Booth and Buto

“All rise.”
Brennan looked nervously at Booth. She knew he would be called to the stand next. She closed her eyes, begging silently that he would follow through with her plan, to give reasonable doubt as to whether or not Brennan herself could have committed the murder of Robert Kirby. There was no physical evidence connecting her to the crime, but this course of action could set her father free.
The trial had been dragging on for days now, and she hadn’t been able to work with Booth the entire time. He even had to stay at his own place until the verdict had been decided. Brennan missed...

Bones-Pov
    “Sweetie!” Angela squealed, dragging me into my office and closing the door. Oh boy. “Oh. My. Gawd! Tell me everything!!!!”
    How did she know? I tried to act innocent even though I already knew it was futile. “About what?”
    Angela gave me the mother lode of all eye rolls. “Oh come on!” When I didn’t respond, she launched into a tirade. “The last time I see you, It’s almost nine, and you’re going somewhere with Booth. I called your cell like. A trillion times, but it was off. Then you didn’t...