Disclaimer: I'm taking donations to go to Fox and ask to buy Bones – who wants in? ;) Then I can say – yes I do own it! But until then, it's only a dream...
Authors Note: This is a sequel to the last story I wrote, "Partners" If you haven't read that, you need to do that first! Also, the last story took place fairly soon after "Santa in the Slush" which was a couple of seasons ago. However, the way I planned this story, it has to continue from where the last one left off. So, saying that, this Bones world is going to be very different from the Bones world as of Season 5. I'm highly motivated by reviews, so get reviewing :) Ps: Sorry it's so short, it's 5am and I haven't slept and I had this in my head and was afraid I'd forget it before I woke up.
Chapter One:
She had just finished zipping up her new black strapless dress that her best friend made her purchase a few hours prior, just for this occasion. Although she didn't see any reason why her wardrobe choices had any effect on the outcome of the night's proceedings, she had to admit, the dress was breathtaking. The design was that of a simple little black dress and it hugged her curves in all the right places. Bringing attention to her waist below the corset style bodice was a deep red ribbon, tied in a bow in the back. It was not quite knee length and with her red patent leather pumps, it appeared even shorter. As she examined herself in the mirror, she had to admit how visually appealing the outfit was. She sat down in front of her mirror to put the finishing touches on her makeup. As she lined her soft blue eyes with navy eyeliner and black mascara, she heard her doorbell ring. He was just on time, naturally. She would expect no less of this man, or any man since she would not accept tardiness in her dates. Being a best selling author and a very successful and intelligent forensic anthropologist, she felt if a man is late, he simply is not worth her valuable time. The man at the door rang the doorbell again and she took a deep breath to prepare herself as she stood up and examined her entire look one last time before walking to the door.
She opened the door to find an incredibly handsome man standing in front of her. "Hey Booth," she greeted him.
"Hey Bones," he replied, giving her a smile that was familiar, and yet new. "You look beautiful, are you ready to go?"
"Thanks Booth, you are quite adequate and pleasing to the oculi. And yes, I am ready to go." She grabs her black patent clutch and follows Booth's lead. Getting into the car, Booth thinks of something. "Hey Bones, what is an oculi anyhow?"
"Eye," she answered, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. She liked teaching Booth new things though. Over the past few years, he had taught her so much about life and love. There, she admitted it. Smiling, she looked at Booth, who caught her glance and gave her a reciprocated one.
"Bones?"
"Yeah Booth?"
"I'm really glad we're doing this."
"Booth?"
"Yeah?
"I'm really glad as well."
They exchanged a glace that spoke so much more than words could even begin to say before pulling in front of their destination.