Every morning for the last week I've woken up missing you. Missing my tight grip around your body as we sleep. Missing your bright blue eyes as they see the first morning light. Most of all I've missed the morning struggle we have, the constant fight against time, when we need to welcome the rest of the world into our bubble. My soul aches for your presence, so don't forget to come back to me. I wait for you every moment of every day. Come back to me soon Bones.
Yours always,
S. J. Booth.
Brennan read over the message once more with a sigh. She missed him terribly. Only two more days she counted. Two more days and they can be together again. These nine days were the longest they have spent apart since first becoming friends. She began to wonder when her happiness had become so dependent on his presence. She closed her eyes and pushed the thoughts to the back of her brain, just like Booth had taught her. Put the heart in overdrive she whispered out loud to herself to reinforce the thought. Her life was pretty great at the moment and she wasn't going to compromise it with questioning thoughts.
Happiness was an unusual thought for her, but that's the perfect word to describe Brennan's life at this moment. She had Booth and she had Angela, the two best friends anyone could ask for. She was on summer holidays after completing her first year of college. She was sure she was on the way to become the world's best forensic anthropologist, in her mind anyway. Life had never been better for Temperance Brennan than in this moment. She had moved passed the disappearance of her parents and her only brother abandoning her. She still wonders what happened to them every day, but now she had Booth. Booth who she has developed such a great attachment to. Booth who it seems she is unable to function without. Booth who has helped her overcome her demons while battling his own with her. Booth who owns her heart, ever if they weren't together. Yes, she couldn't wait to return to him. Two days couldn't come quick enough.
She typed a quick reply to his Facebook message.
Having a great time with Ange and her Father. Wish you were here. Every time we do something fun I look over my shoulder expecting to see your charm smile. I find I'm greatly disappointed every time I realise you're not here to share this holiday with me. Don't worry Booth I could never forget to come home to you. I know this is for sure now that my life would never be as enjoyable without you. Metaphorically I could never live without you. You are my air (metaphorically again because you are in no way oxygen). I miss you an incalculable amount. It's only been one week but I find that this is too long. I miss sleeping in your warm arms. A fact I discovered while being away from you I thought I would share, I sleep much better in your arms. It's interesting because I never had any problems before you. Make sure you're there when we return because I miss you too much to spend any more time apart. I will be back with you soon. I miss you S. J. Booth.
I will always be yours,
T. Brennan
(Bones) Only for you.