Fine – Booth/Bones Fan fiction

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- This is my attempt at a foray back into the world of fan fiction. This came to me one day randomly and I'm not sure if it should be a one shot or possibly more? Please review and let me know what you think and if the story has what it takes. Thank yooou! -

Seeley Booth looked absentmindedly at the leggy blonde seated across from him. She was the typical arm candy- overly styled hair, thick makeup and sugary sweet voice that would make most men pant. But he wasn't even the slightest bit interested in her and he sat there pondering that fact, apparently with a blank stare on his face because he was jolted out of his thought suddenly.

"So that's when I decided that bartending was the career for me" She gave him an inquisitive stare and slowly ventured "But how about you, now that you know my life story" She giggled a bit at the end reaching across the table and touching his arm. As she gazed expectantly into his eyes the attention successfully shifted and the silence was now his own to use.

He gave her a half smile before starting his usual story, perfected over the years to the point where women melt. He amended that thought, it wasn't the story- it was the facts in the story, mainly the buff FBI part that got that wide eyed, lean in closer look. "Well I grew up in Pennsylvania and after some soul searching" he smiled inwardly, he it comes- "I found my calling as a law enforcement official. Currently I'm a Special Agent with the FBI" He didn't even have to look at her face to know that she was impressed; he could feel the vibes radiating off of her. Usually that feeling, the wanted feeling was enough to brighten any dull date but tonight it just wasn't doing it.

Temperance sat at her desk in her apartment, hot tea cupped in her hands, sipping slowly as she scanned through the report on her computer. As she read about the cranial injuries to the ancient skeleton that was found a short while ago, she let her mind wander. A rare occurrence for someone such as herself and as much as she liked to give the impression she was all business, nothing could be farther from the truth. Particularly lately, her usually textbook mind had been on subjects that were far from text book, or at least not an anthropologic textbook. A smile crept across her lips as her mind reached the object of her affections, at least in her mind. She knew physiological reasons for her attraction to her partner but at the moment she wanted nothing of those theories and scientific reasoning. She wanted him. Seeley Booth. Her friend, partner and in many cases rescuer from perilous situations (which grudgingly she attributed to a theory for her attraction), he was so much more than just that now. He had become a part of her life and her days often depended on whether or not she got to see him.

She gasped as her dreaming caused her to loosen the hold on her mug and warm tea spilled onto her desk and laptop. Cursing her wandering mind as she gingerly dabbed the surface clean, she also thanked it.

This was the moment. This was when Booth would usually suggest a cup of coffee or beer back at his place and then, well it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what happens next. He immediately regretted the analogy when his mind brought him back to a totally different kind of scientist. Lately it seemed everything he said or thought about drew him back to her, like fate was trying to tell him something. He was thinking about this when he heard his date, obviously repeating something she had just asked, a level higher and looking at him curiously.

"I had a really good time tonight Seeley…" she looked at him expectantly, now sure that he had heard and understood the intention in her words.

He dug his hands into his pockets and looked at her. "Yea, me too. I have an early day at work tomorrow though, so I should probably be going. You got a way to get home ok?" he cringed, not able to meet her eyes as he completed the statement.

"I'll be fine" she said as she stalked off to what he assumed was her vehicle. As he got into his own, he sat for a moment and thought about her words- "I'll be fine". And he desperately wished he could say the same for himself.