Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, if I did Bones and Booth would be together.
This is my first fic ever. Please R&R, 'cause I'm insecure. Don't be afraid to tell me it sucks. (Sorry I know this has all been done before, but I couldn't resist.)
Booth
I would die for my son.
I love him that much.
I risk my life every day in service of my country. But I would do more than risk my life for Parker .It was in the line of duty that I came to realize something else. There are two people I would die for-my son and my partner. Bones and I have been shot at and attacked. I know she's safe, because most of the time she can defend herself. Hell, more than defend herself. She could beat the crap out of someone. Most of the time. That harsh reality was brought to my attention recently.
Bones almost died.
Because of me.
I was terrified I would lose her. Because somehow my beautiful, maddening partner has come to mean so much to me. I don't even know how it happened. She became more than a squint, more than a person I had to take along. She means something. I like the other squints, don't get me wrong. But like I said, she's more than a squint.
She's Bones.
My Bones.
Sometimes I just want to talk about her. I want to tell everybody how wonderful my Bones is. How smart, how strong, how beautiful, and kind, and elegant, and just amazing. Everybody can see how I feel. The squints, (Angela in particular) suspects, random people on the street.
Only Bones doesn't see it.
It took awhile before I did.
I love her.