Bones is looking at him like he just gutted her, and for all that Jim's never seen this face before today, he can't stand it. It's Bones, his Bones, and she's sinking down around his waist as sweet as anything.

"Bones," says Jim, a little breathless. "I'm just trying to - I love you, are you - " He swallows and wets his lips. "Are you commando under there?"