Summary: Will Bones' new boss Dr. Camille Sayoran destroy the newly formed relationship between Booth and Brennan? BB with slight Hodgela
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish it was, but the entire cast of Bones didn't fit inside Santa's sack.
Author's Note: I've read a lot of fanfictions but this is the first Bones one I've ever written. Reviews are welcome as are criticisms. By the way, this story contains a little bit of Season 2 spoilers. Those that want to be surprised when they see the show, don't read. Otherwise, enjoy!
Memories
Chapter 1: Plan Set in Motion
From the very first moment that the two women saw each other, he saw sparks. It wasn't chemistry that caused the sparks, but rather by the territorial traits of their personalities.
Temperance Brennan was independent, always has been. She was threatened by the newcomer. She didn't like the fact that a new person came in and became her boss. She didn't like that idea at all.
Camille Sayoran entered the Jeffersonian thinking that she would get what she deserved. She was looking to claim her territory, to show them who's boss. Her plans were put to a halt when Brennan didn't give her power up that easily. Whenever that happened, they locked horns.
Both were very stubborn. When they agreed with one another, the world was peaceful. However, whenever they argued, nobody is safe. The Squints and Special Agent Seeley Booth always get stuck in the middle. That's what is currently happening at the moment.
"…no, I should have the body first. I have to remove the flesh from the bones to collect whatever evidence is left on the body…"
"…but, if you do, you might damage the bones. The skeleton is already in a bad shape. you might damage it even further…"
Booth and the Squints were off to one side, looking back and forth as if they were watching a tennis match. The agent sighed and rubbed his forehead. It wasn't even ten o' clock yet and they were already going at it.
"Dr. Brennan, I am your boss. You have to do what I say. Everything has to go through me first. And I say that the flesh needs to be removed first. You will get your bones after I'm done."
The two women glared at each other, willing the other to back down.
"Fine."
Surprisingly, for the remainder of the case, the two didn't argue with one another again. Granted, they weren't speaking to each other, but they got the case solved.
The team caught the killer, who turned out to be the girl's soccer coach. Apparently, he worshipped her from afar. When he realized that he would never get what he wanted, he kidnapped the kid and raped her, multiple times, before finally putting the girl out of her misery. She was only ten years old. Her family never suspected him.
The gang were all at Wong Fu's, celebrating a job well done. At least, most of them were. Booth was sitting by himself at the bar, drinking. The case reminded him of Parker, as every other case that involved children. He missed his son.
Brennan was sitting with the others, celebrating. After more than a year working with Booth, she knew that he needed his time alone. But that doesn't mean that she won't worry about him. She glanced towards his bent form for the twentieth time in four minutes and frowned when he ordered another drink.
"Sweetie, go to him," a voice said. Brennan turned her head towards Angela. "You kept looking at him for the past couple of minutes. Go comfort your man," she grinned.
Brennan rolled her eyes and left the booth. She sat down next to Booth at her usual spot at the bar.
He turned his head when he felt someone sit beside him. He gave her a weak smile before returning to his previous task of staring at his glass of alcohol.
She reached over and gently laid her hand on his. "You okay, Booth?"
"Fine," came his automatic reply.
She paused for several moments before saying, "You know that he's safe, right, Booth?"
"How can you be so sure? The girl's parents were sure that she was safe and look at what happened to their daughter. Dead, body stuffed in a cooler, left out with yesterday's trash in an alleyway. She was only found because the smell was starting to attract attention!" He yelled as he said the last sentence.
Brennan ignored the looks they were getting. "Booth,…"
"I'm sorry. It's just…" he trailed off, not knowing how to continue.
"I know," she said, softly squeezing his hand, "I know."
Silence passed between them, she not knowing what to say, he brooding.
She didn't know what to say to comfort him. After several months of dating, she's still not good at revealing her feelings. But she was getting there. She was allowing him to get inside her heart, something she doesn't allow everyone to do. He comforted her through the case of her mother's death, but she doesn't know how to return that.
"I'll leave you alone," she rose to get up. "Don't drink too much," she said as she bent over, planting a kiss on his forehead. It was an unconscious gesture. She was getting used to expressing her feelings for him that it came almost as a second nature.
She walked towards the end of the bar, where Sid was standing watching the exchange.
"Hey," he greeted.
"Sid, could you make sure he would get home safely?" He nodded. "And don't let him drink anymore. This is his last one, okay?" Again Sid nodded. "Here are his keys," she said as she handed him Booth's keys.
He raised an eyebrow at her. "What?" she asked. "You don't hang around an FBI agent and not learn some few tricks."
He chuckled.
"Thanks, Sid."
"No problem."
"Bye."
He nodded his farewell. Sid watched as she walked over to the booth where the squints were all smashed. Angela was giggling for some unknown reason while Hodgins was mumbling something about how the government put drugs in alcohol so that you'll get addicted. Zach had his head back against the seat, mouth open, snoring softly.
Brennan was carefully lifting Angela out of the booth and ordered Hodgins, who had some consciousness, to get Zach out as well. Hodgins supported Zach while Brennan supported Angela. The four made their stumbling way out the door.
Sid chuckled to himself again as he turned back to look at Booth. He was glad that Booth had finally managed to snagged Dr. Brennan but he wondered if Booth was letting Brennan into his heart. It was clear that Brennan was slowly doing that for Booth, but Sid didn't know if Booth was doing that for her. If he did, why would she leave him alone on a night like tonight?
Sid sighed and shook his head. His friend was calling for him to order another drink. Sid made his way towards Booth.
"Sorry, Booth. I'm out."
Booth raised his weary head up. "Out? How could you be out?"
Sid shrugged. "I just am. You drank the last of it."
"Sid--"
"Sorry, Booth. You'll have to wait. I have some new customers," he said as he made his way towards a couple that was getting situated at a table.
Booth sighed and rubbed his hand over his face. He was getting tired of catching guys that could do that to kids. It made him sick to stomach whenever he thought about what the guy did to her.
He sighed again and thought about Bones. His Bones. She was finally his. And pretty soon, she would be his forever. He had proposed to her a couple of weeks ago. His heart was in his throat when he presented her the ring. He knew that she was against the idea of marriage, saying that being together does not have to be defined by a piece of paper. He was half expecting her to say no. But she surprised him when she said yes.
He was sure that Angela was the only who knows because the next day at work, as soon as he stepped into the lab, she pulled him into her office and gave him a giant hug that nearly suffocated him. She then gave him a half an hour long speech of how if he ever hurt Bones, nobody would know where his body went.
He tried to get Bones to wear the ring at work but she said that if anyone saw the ring, namely Cam, they would think that the relationship is affecting their work and she didn't want that. No matter how hard he argued, she adamantly refused.
He thought it was maybe better this way. This way it could be their little secret. He like the idea of having Bones all to himself. He--
"Hello, Seeley."
His train of thought was interrupted by a familiar voice. Cam, he thought. He turned his head to see that she was sitting where Bones was minutes ago.
"Hey."
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing."
"Uh-huh," she said slowly, clearly not believing him. She changed the subject. "What are you doing, sitting here all by yourself?"
"Drinking," he said, lifting his empty glass. He started to roll it between his hands.
"I can see that. How 'bout I join you?"
Sid was done taking the orders and on his way into the kitchen, he saw Cam sitting with Booth. He did not like what he saw. She was sitting too close to his friend, almost as Bones usually do whenever the two were flirting. Sid decided that he should warn his friend to be careful before Booth did something he was going to regret. That is, after he was done with the orders. After all, it was a busy night.
Cam was sitting there, listening to Booth as he rambled on about his son. She didn't miss the look the restaurant owner gave her as he walked past. She knew that he didn't like her so to provoke him, Cam moved a little bit closer to Booth. She smiled at Sid as he walked into the kitchen, thinking that she had won this match.
She turned towards Booth. She really did miss him. He was one of the nicest guys that she had ever dated. Maybe that's why she was still attracted to him. But also maybe because she knows that Brennan likes Booth. Perhaps she wanted to infuriate Brennan. But whatever her reason, Cam like Booth. She wanted him and she would get him. Phase 1 of her plan was already accomplished. Get him alone. Time to move onto Phase 2.
Author's Note: So, what do you think? Just a little taste of what th stroy's going to be like. Got everything planned out in my head but it's not on paper yet. Tell me what you think! (Critisms are welcome!)
