The concrete steps were cold and hard, the air in the stairwell was slightly stuffy, but her partner's shoulder was warm and solid, like always
The concrete steps were cold and hard, the air in the stairwell was slightly stuffy, but her partner's shoulder was warm and solid, like always. As he breathed she could feel it rise and fall, providing the most stability she'd had in the past 2 weeks, since his supposed death. Today's events, Zach's confession, threatened to turn her world upside down again. But this time she had something, someone, to hold onto and she shattered the silence out of gratitude.
"Booth?'
"Hmm?"
She linked her arm inside of his and meshed their fingers together. "I'm glad you're not really dead."