Okay, just thought I'd post another one of my older fics. It's a little angsty, but as you know, there's always fluff later!
Please review, it does my heart good to know you're enjoying the stories!
Booth walked into Brennan's office and plopped down on her couch. Brennan sighed, never looking up from her computer. "What are you doing here, Booth?"
Booth looked over at her, a smile on his face. She looked so cute, sitting there frowning in concentration. "It's been a week since our last case. Did you miss me?"
"Like the plague." Brennan looked up and couldn't help but smile back at him.
"Ouch, Bones, that hurts!" He tried to look hurt, but couldn't quite pull it off. He loved it when she relaxed enough to make a joke.
Brennan shook her head. "I'm sorry, Booth. I'm just having some trouble with this latest chapter."
"Oh, can I help?!" He jumped up off the couch and walked toward her. "I'm sure I could give you some insight into your super-smart, good looking FBI agent."
"No!" Brennan quickly saved what she had written so far. "I definately don't need your help."
Booth smiled at the panic in her eyes. He loved teasing her about her book, especially because she wouldn't admit that the characters were based on the squints, and him.
"Look, Booth, I'm busy, so if you don't have a case..." She looked at the sparkle in his brown eyes. "Why are you so happy today, anyway?"
"No, Bones, we don't have a case, and that actually does make me happy. I mean, other than the fact that I don't get to see my favorite forensic anthropologist..."
She had to laugh. He was acting like a kid on Christmas morning and she didn't know why. "So, are you ever going to tell me what you're doing here, or do I have to guess?"
"Do I have to have a reason to come and see you?"
His eyes locked with hers, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. His eyes. She felt like she could look into those eyes forever. She... Get a hold of yourself, Brennan She broke the contact and shook her head. "No, but you usually do."
"Actually, I picked Parker up from kindergarten this afternoon, and took him to the park. It's a beautiful day, in case you haven't noticed, and we had a great day. I wasn't ready to go home yet, so I thought I would make sure you got out of here in time to enjoy the day." He flashed her the charm smile. "So, are you ready to go?"
She had a million things to do. Bones to identify, paperwork to catch up on, her book to finish. Who was she kidding? When he used that smile, she couldn't deny him anything. She turned off her computer, and picked up her keys. "Okay, but I'm driving!"
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She thought that she had won, agreeing to go only if he let her drive. She should have known better. Booth had decided that it was such a beautiful day, that they should walk. She did have to admit that it was gorgeous. They walked down the Mall, enjoying the light breeze blowing through the trees. The sun was setting, turning the sky into a spectacular display of colors.
"Do we have a specific destination in mind, Booth?"
"Just enjoying the day, Bones." He looked over at her. She looked beautiful, sunlight shining through her auburn hair, a content look on her face. This was a side of her that he rarely saw, but wanted to see more of. Totally relaxed, no cases to occupy her mind. He had been thinking of her all day, hell, all week. A week was way too long to be apart from her.
Brennan caught him looking at her, an odd expression on his face. "What?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"How long have you been in DC, Bones?"
She looked at him curiously. "8 years. Why?"
"In 8 years, how much of this town have you seen?"
She stopped walking and turned to him. "What do you mean? I'm here everyday."
He looked at the confusion in her eyes. "Yes, but I mean, how much have you really seen.? You know, like tourist stuff?"
"I'm not a tourist, Booth, I live here. Most of what I see is the Jeffersonian, and the FBI Building, of course." She started walking again.
"I bet you haven't seen even half of what's in the Jeffersonian, have you? Just the lab.
"Well, no, but that's my job.
"See, Bones, that's what I mean. You need to get out more, relax, experience things."
"I experience things. With you." She paused as she realized what she said. "I..I mean, on cases." She quickly tried to change the subject. "Why are we talking about this, anyway?"
Booth smiled at her. So she liked experiencing things with him, did she? That thought brought all kinds of things to mind. "I just like seeing you this way, that's all. Sometimes I think you work way too much. It shouldn't be your whole life."
"I love what I do, Booth, and..."
"I know you do, but, like today, if I hadn't forced you, you would still be in that lab, working, and have totally missed this." He pointed to the beautiful sunset. "Sometimes you just have to stop and smell the roses."
She looked confused. "Booth, there aren't any roses here. There's cherry blossoms, but..."
"It's just an expression, Bones. It means that sometimes you just have to let everything go, have fun. Take time for yourself." He reached for her hand, and turned her to him. "If you trust me, I can show you what I mean." He let go of her hand, and started walking, leaving her staring after him for a moment, before she started to follow.
You know what to do!