Ally's Note: Those of you who follow me on Twitter know that I'm stuck at home with a double infection on one of my eyes, which the doctor predicted is going to take at least two weeks to heal. It's very painful to look into the light (of day, computers, or otherwise), so I can't write entire chapters, but someone suggested the idea of writing drabbles instead. The themes are bases on the '100 themes challenge'. I hope you enjoy!
The Daily Theme
Chapter 1: Introduction
Dedicated to my Twitterfriend (at)obsessedwithtv, who is one of my first and closest online friends and a big fan of this idea.
Booth had to admit that they had gotten off to a terrible start. It was supposed to be a simple dinner where they could discuss things. Lately, keeping their partnership professional on the job had become quite a challenge. If he forgot to close the cap of the tooth paste at home, Brennan would comment on the fact that he never forgot to close his pen, while he was taking notes on a crime scene. On the other hand, if Brennan forgot to eat breakfast and/or bring lunch to work, Booth would come over to the lab and hand her the food in front of all the squints, asking what kind of damage starvation would do to her bones. People were becoming involved in business that was supposed to stay strictly between them.
Dining out, they had decided, was the perfect neutral place to sort some things out between them. The only problem was that when they arrived at the restaurant, the place turned out to be booked for the entire night. They had retreated back to the car in silence and Brennan had slammed the door as she got inside. She glared at him with a locked jaw and stern looking eyes. "I had told you to make a reservation, didn't I? Then we wouldn't have had to come all the way out here for nothing."
"All the way out here?" Booth snapped, raising his voice at her. "As I recall, our plan originally involved us taking a vacation together. To Europe, but you cancelled!"
Luckily, they were in a parking lot and not yelling to each other in the middle of the street, like last week. They had made quite a scene, but the argument had gotten to passionate and heated that neither of them had cared anymore. A red flush spread across her cheeks, which was visible even through her make-up. "Well, I'm sorry, but I was a little pre-occupied giving birth to the baby that you knocked me up with!"
Booth's eyes flared in anger. She loved their little girl. They both did. This was just another one of their bickering episodes, quickly spiraling out of control. It had lost all its meaning and now they were only battling to get the upper hand. "Why weren't you on the pill?"
"Why didn't you use a condom?" She countered effectively. She raised her eyebrows derogatorily and Booth paused in his next response. He took a few minutes to look at her. Her hair was lying on her shoulders in beautiful loose waves and she had put on that little black dress, which she knew he liked so much. She had made an effort to look good for him. She knew things had been tense between them. It was a challenge coping with all the new tasks and feelings that came with parenthood as well as juggling a full-time career that had entirely different responsibilities. They had both been on the edge and the only area in which they were still able to communicate lately, seemed to be the bedroom.
"I'm sorry," Booth said. "I didn't mean it. I didn't mean any of this." Brennan's lips parted and Booth sighed sadly. He glanced at her one last time and felt his heart sink as she looked away. "You know what? Let's start over." Without waiting for an answer, Booth took the keys from the car and opened the door.
"Start over?" Brennan repeated the words out loud. Her brows furrowed into a frown as Booth got out of the car and closed his door again. He jogged around the front of the car, until he reached her door. He gently pulled it open and moved to stand beside her. He held out his hand to her and smiled sweetly.
"Hello. I'm special agent Seeley Booth. It's very nice to meet you, miss…?" His voice trailed off.
Brennan looked down at him from the car. Was he serious? She had been pent up enough to grab him by his collar and yank him towards her, across his seat. Now, he was just standing there with an outstretched hand, looking so invitingly and oh, he had the warmest brown eyes… Brennan swallowed nervously before smiling back at him and placing her cool hand softly inside his. "I'm doctor Temperance Booth—I mean, Brennan. I'm doctor Temperance Brennan."
She led herself be led out of his car by his supporting hand. When she looked back up at him again, she caught him looking back at her. "Do you believe in fate?"
"Absolutely not," she sent him a playful grin, "…but maybe you could change my mind."
Booth's smile widened, revealing his teeth. "I will definitely try," and with that, he leaned in towards her slender frame and kissed her. With his hand, he fingered the golden wedding ring on her finger, before tightening his hold on her. The lip gloss she was wearing tasted like cherry and he captured her bottom lip between his own expertly, sucking it gently. Cherry was his favorite. What a coincidence.
Ally's Note: Okay, so maybe it was a little longer than a drabble. I hope you enjoyed it nevertheless. Your reviews and a short story a day should hopefully keep my (eye)doctor away.
Tomorrow: The theme will be 'love'. Oh, the endless possibilities! Anything you want to read?
