A/N I wrote this story because I had read so many stories where Booth is the bad guy, and he has to prove himself to Brennan. I thought it would be good if it was her turn to be the asshole. Currently it is rated T for language but later chapter may be rated M. Please comment after reading, I would love to hear what you think. Also I am without a Beta, so all mistakes are my own. But if anyone is interested please let me know. Anyways hope you like it..."
Dr B, mind if I sit?"
Startled I looked up; having been so lost in my thoughts I didn't even hear him approaching.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."
"It's no Problem Asher, please sit down."
Now that I had company, I took what I had been reading, and placed it in my pocket.
"I don't know if I will be good company tonight Asher. I was really just planning on turning in for the night."
"Dr Brennan, if I was disturbing you I can go."
I must have showed the shock at his statement because instead of waiting for me to respond he simply continued.
"It's just, I know you read that same letter every night, and now that I have joined you, you put it away and are going to bed. I don't want to disturb you or anything."
I sighed; I hadn't thought that anybody noticed that.
"Asher, it's not you."
"I know Dr B; I wasn't implying that it was. But if you just want some time alone then I can give you that. I just hadn't realized that it was something you needed to be alone to do."
"Its fine Asher, you can stay."
Watching him he seemed to finally accept my answer. I leaned back in my chair and starred at the fire. It's not like I really needed to read the letter again. I could go over every single word in my head. Starring at the fire, that's exactly what I did.
"What is it that you're always reading?"
Looking up at Asher I attempted to smile. I had almost forgotten he was here.
"It's nothing."
"Forgive me for saying, but it can't be nothing. "
Again I sighed; I always knew that Asher was tenacious. I decided to indulge the young boy if only for a moment.
"It's the last letter."
Asher nodded his head, clearly deep in thought. I chuckled to myself, if that is what I looked like when I was thinking then it was no wonder that everyone always knew when my wheels were turning. Asher didn't ask anything else, so I assumed his curiosity appeased and focused my attention back to the fire.
"So….what's the last letter?"
"It's a long story."
Asher smiled.
"Well what a coincidence then, because here we are you and I sitting in front of a campfire. And I know from my own personal experience that there is no better place to hear a story."
This kid just wasn't going to give it up, normally I don't like to talk about myself or my feelings, but this kid just looked so damn curious.
"Alright Asher but this goes way beyond a simple letter."
He looked at me for a moment, cocking his head to one side.
"Well go on then."