Hello all! Sorry it's been awhile. This is just something i've been thinking about writing. Let me know what you think. Reviews always wanted. Enjoy!
Brennan woke with a start in a bed that wasn't hers. She laid very still, not daring to move. Her eyes moved frantically trying to take in all of her surroundings. Her mind flashed back to the night before…
She had been about to go to sleep on Booth's couch, but couldn't stop her mind from reeling. Brennan kept seeing Vincent's face as he died and then that face was replaced with Angela and then Hodgins and then Cam and then Sweets and finally Booth. This last image was what broke her.
She threw the blanket off and walked quietly to Booth's closed door. She hesitated. Then slowly pushed the door open. And there was Booth pointing a gun at her. She froze until she saw Booth's shoulders relax. Then she came closer because she had to see his face, had to make sure, but then she hesitated again. She heard his voice and her heartbeat slowed. He wanted to know what was wrong. He was always so worried about her. She couldn't think of how to say what she wanted, so she moved closer towards him. Then she was crying and he reached for her hand and she was powerless.
She collapsed into him and she didn't even remember what she had said, expect for "Can I just?" She had realized what she wanted and it was him, just him. Without saying anything else Booth understood because he wanted her too. So they had laid down on his bed and she had continued to cry until she had cried herself out. The whole time Booth caressed her and kissed her head. Finally she fell silent. Brennan looked up at Booth and he was looking down at her. She touched his face, slightly pulling him to her. Then she kissed him. He hesitated for a moment and then kissed her back.
Then Brennan realized where she was and turned as quietly as she could to her other side. She came face to face with Booth.