The Walls In The Heart
Chapter 1
They were in his apartment after solving yet another case. They were on his couch watching TV, he, sitting against the arm of the sofa and she sitting between his legs with her back against his chest. His left hand was on her abdomen and her left hand on his left thigh. Their right hands' fingers interlaced. They were only half way through the movie, but he could hear her breathing even out.
"Come on Bones, let's take you to bed." He said to her softly.
"No, I'm not tired." She said, whining a little and shifting a bit in her place.
"Come on Bones, it's bed time."
"Fine." She said grumpily and got up.
He followed behind her to his bedroom. They got in and he pulled a large grey Flyers T-shirt from his dresser and handed it to her.
"Thanks." She said, yawning. She took the shirt and walked to the bathroom to put it on. He took off his suit and pulled on grey sweatpants, deciding a shirt wasn't needed.
They've been sleeping next to each other a lot lately, every day in the past week actually, ever since he told her how he felt on the stairs of the Hoover.
He knew he said he needs to move on but he didn't want to, and she didn't want him to either.
He took her to her apartment that night and ended up sleeping on her couch with her on top of him, snuggling in his warmth, falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. They've been sleeping in each other's arms every night for this past week, not being able to give up on the relationship they both wanted to have so much.
She knew she was so close to taking down her walls and letting him completely into her heart. She didn't want him to move on. She wanted him to keep on fighting. She was so close and she waited impatiently for those damn walls to fall.
She came out of his bathroom in his Flyers shirt. He loved seeing her like this, in his shirt, the only thing keeping her warm at night beside her panties and bra, her long legs pale almost like the moon itself.
He took her hand and looked in her eyes "You look so cute in my Flyers shirt." He smiled at her.
"It smells like a mix between your cologne and... Pineapple. It's weird, but I like it." She smiled back and yawned behind her hand.
"Come on, let's go to sleep." He dragged her to the bed, pulling away the comforter so she could slip in the right side of the bed he already learned she preferred.
He tucked her in and walked to the other side and slipped in the warm blanket. He found her and pulled her close to him so her back was tight against his chest, his left hand on her abdomen and her left hand on his. Their right hands' fingers interlaced under the pillow both of their heads were on and his left leg was between hers.
"Night Bones." He said, almost whispering, directly to her ear.
"Good night Booth." She squeezed his left hand even tighter against her belly.
They fell asleep almost immediately.
They woke up with a phone ring, Booth let go of her belly and reached over to the night-stand.
She let out a little whimper of protest, not wanting to wake up just yet, or to be more correct, not wanting to let go of him yet. She squeezed on his right hand that was still interlaced with hers as he picked up the phone.
"Booth." He said, still sleepy.
"Booth?" The woman on the other side of the line asked, obviously confused.
"What is it Cam? Why are you calling me at-" he got up a bit, checking the clock ,"6:04 in the morning?"
"I'm… not" Cam replied.
Brennan was on listening mode the minute she heard the doctor's name.
"What do you mean?" He was confused now.
"I was actually calling Dr. Brennan."
He pulled away the phone and looked at it. Oops. It was Brennan's phone and he answered it.
"Oh, well, I.. I guess.. Maybe.." He didn't know what to say now, lucky for him she cut him off before he would have let out a really bad lie such as ' I'm answering her phone because she gave it to me as a present ' or
' she dropped it on the street and instead of giving it back to her, I stole it '.
"Booth, can you hand her to me?" She asked.
"Um.. Yeah, I think so." He pulled the phone as far away as he could and leaned down to Brenna's ear "Morning beautiful, Cam wants to speak to you." He whispered.
"No." She whined quietly. He couldn't help but chuckle at his partner's hatred for mornings.
"Come on Bones, pick up the phone." He told her, the amusement clear in his voice.
"Fine." She said grudgingly, then turned over and grabbed the phone from him, letting go of his hand that she held all night. She looked in his brown warm chocolate eyes and brought the phone to her ear "Brennan" She said, the sleep still very evident in her voice.
"Good morning Dr. Brennan." Cam said.
"Morning Cam." She put her hand on Booth's chest as he was still looking as her, his hand on her waist.
"I didn't see the case's paperwork; you usually leave it on my desk."
"The case's paperwork? Oh yeah, I think I accidently left it on my desk instead of yours." Those words brought Cam back to this previous week; Brennan, the responsible and reliable scientist was really off. She has been forgetting to button the top or last button of her blouse, she's been late and she re-did tasks because she forgot she's already done them. Well, now it all made sense to Cam, our pretty little doctor has the Booth fever, and he's not helping with the recovery.
"Oh, okay then, I'll just go get it. Sorry for interrupting you guys." Cam smirked and hoped it wasn't evident in her voice.
"Booth and I are not having sex Cam!" Brennan practically yelled at the phone. Booth flinched at her sudden raise of tone very close to his ear and Brennan suppressed her chuckle at his reaction.
"Um.. Okay Dr. Brennan." Cam replied, confused at the sincerity in Brennan's tone.
"Really, I just fell asleep at his apartment because I was exhausted last night, that's all." She was lying, but is sounded very sincere, which made Booth a little scared. She noticed the tiny bits of panic that crept to his face so she brought down her hand from his chest to rest on his waist and squeezed a little when it got there. He smiled with relief and she smiled back, knowing he now got the message that she wasn't telling the truth and that it's not the actual reason why she stayed last night.
"I believe you Dr. Brennan. I'll see you at work in a couple of hours."
"Okay, bye." Brennan said, almost cutting off her own words as she quickly hung up the call.
She looked deep in his wells of light fudge and he in her pouring ocean of pale gray-blue, they held each other's gazes for a few seconds until Brennan broke the silence.
"We need to go back to sleep, I've got only 45 minutes." Her voice was sleepy again.
"Yeah, we don't want you late for the fifth time in a row." He smiled at her.
"We really don't, Angela's already asked me who's the hotty that's been keeping me in bed." She smiled back.
"For my defense you were the one who fell asleep again after the alarm went off yesterday."
"Yeah and what about the other three times that you just didn't let me go?" She teased.
"What can I do, it's warmer and comfier when you're in the bed." She laughed and he lay on his back, pulling her with him and wrapping his arms tightly around her shoulders as she put her hands on his chest which she also used as a pillow. She put her right leg over his thigh and between his legs.
This was another position they were both fond of, she could hear his heartbeat and he held her in his arms. Is there anything more perfect?
He tightened his arms even more around her shoulders.
"Good night hotty." She said quietly, amused by her own words.
"Good night babe." He kissed the top of her head.
They almost immediately fell back into slumber.
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