TITLE: "The Morning After"
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: To believe that something was right and then to realise it wasn't at all was not easy to accept. The morning after.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, just some DVDs I like to watch. If I owned them, I wouldn't have a mortgage for the next 25 years.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a gift story to my wonderful LJ-friend wings4music, who prompted me with Booth/Brennan - regrets. And this is what I came up with. Thank you for oranfly for being my beta reader and making my life easier.
Waking up the next morning was the hardest thing Booth had ever done. It was harder than atonement; way beyond. His past could be explained with the US Army and his training, but the current situation was something different. Booth had no external influences this time, and he very well knew it.
To believe that something was right and then to realise it wasn't at all was not easy to accept. Especially to a man of honour like Booth. He couldn't pinpoint the exact moment when things had taken a turn for the worst. Somehow it had happened without Booth really noticing, even though he had been in the middle of it all. Booth had had it all with the woman he loved and he had managed to ruin it completely. And for what? He couldn't answer, not now, when it was all too fresh.
And when Booth turned around to watch the sleeping Brennan, his last thought before Brennan opened her eyes was that Angela was never going to forgive him.