Hi. This a story i had been working for a few weeks now. I hope you enjoy it. Is a little different from the other two, but i like this. Hope you like it too. Thanks to Monisse for your help and your ideas. An to all of you, please let mw know if you like the story. ;-)
Chapter #1:
Brennan waited impatiently to an unscheduled meeting set by Goodman the day before. She was sure that the meeting had to be about how slow the limbo identification process was becoming during the last months, but her thoughts were far away for the real object of the meeting. "Dr. Brennan, I have received an investigation authorization to send an anthropologist to Cairo in Egypt." "Sir, is this investigation about the discovery of the new pharaonic tombs?"
"Yes, Dr. Brennan. I was going to offer the expedition to you. You can go yourself or you can send Dr. Addy instead." He said in his deep voice. "So, it's my call."
"Yes, you have to decide. If you want to go, that will be great for your career. Also, you must understand that the sabbatical leave is for near 14 months." "I'll take it sir. This will be great." "Dr. Brennan, are you confident with your decision?"
"Of curse I am."
"All right, I was just asking because there's a hallway rumor about you and Agent Booth."
"What?" She asked surprised and her eyes widened. "Nothing, I just hear that you're in a relationship."
"Oh that, well it's true." "But you don't want to consult him in this kind of decision?"
"I don't think so. We are just dating at the moment, so I don't see the problem. Besides, I don't have to consult every decision that I will make with him." "So, you are going."
"Yes, sir." "Well Dr. Brennan, you will be leaving the day after tomorrow. This will give you a little time to instruct Dr. Addy in your current cases, so you can leave."
"Thank you." As soon as Brennan exited the office, Dr. Goodman called Director Cullen to inform him of the change of personnel assigned to the FBI.
Cullen knew the new that this change wouldn't be good for his agent. After ending the call, Cullen called Booth into his office, and now Booth sat in front of his boss. "Seeley, I…."
"Sir, is everything all right?" Booth asked nerviously at his boss.
"Why you ask?" Cullen put hand over the file in front of him and looked seriously at the agent.
"You never call me Seeley, you only use my first name when you have something important or personal to say." Cullen laughed
"You are really good at reading people Booth, you really are." "So, what is it?"
"I have received a call a few minutes ago from Dr. Goodman…"
"Did something happen?" Cullen smiled as he saw the nervous and the preoccupation on his agent.
"Everything is fine, but he wanted to make official a change in the personnel assigned to the FBI." Cullen saw the blank expression of his agent.
"Did I do something wrong sir?" Booth's voice sounded like a whisper and Cullen could hear a slightly guilty tone on it.
"No Booth, you didn't. It is just that Dr. Brennan has to leave in two days to an expedition in another country, so she won't be available for a while." Booth's jaw fell after hearing the words.
He lifted his eyes and saw his boss looking at him. "For how long?"
"Apparently for more than a year. You will be working with Dr. Addy from now on." Booth remained in silence and Cullen could just imagine the agent's thoughts.
"Sir, may I ask you something?"
"What is it, Booth?"
"I will need a new partner, sir." Booth said in a low sad tone. He had acustom him toward her presence.
"But you used to get the Dr. Brennan to the field."
"Yes sir, but Zack… well, Zack is Zack sir, he really don't do very well outside the lab."
"All right Booth, I will assign you a new partner. But I want you to think about our past talks; maybe all this is a sign Seleey." Booth nodded and left the office.
Cullen remained in silence and watched the door that recently closed. Oh Booth, I just hope that all this does not break your heart, son. It was the last thought of him before he picked the phone and to make some calls.
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The morning previously to her departure, Booth tried, unsuccessfully, to talk to her about his feelings once more and imagined that this could change her mind. He was seriously mad that she was leaving. They had discussion last night, in her apartment, when she told him and learned that he already knew. After some yells from him and logical explanations from her, he left. Now, the bickering continued between the two of them, in her office, when he lost his temper with her. Brennan was glad that the rest of the team went to the Diner for lunch.
"I love you temperance, I do since the first day. But I'm tired of waiting for you. Now, when we were going to try and establish a meaningful relationship you go for more than a year to Egypt. What am I suppose to do in this time?" Booth sat on the couch of her office and hide his frustrated face on his hands.
"Booth, this is my job. This is what I do. I love to see the world, to experiment new things. I'm really flattered that you love me, but I don't want you to spend the rest of your life waiting for me; I'm not sure of what you want me to tell you, besides we just started dating." She said without loking at him.
"You already did Temperance, you already did. I hope the mummies can love you half the way that I did." He sus up from the couch and stop in front of her.
"Booth, this is not about love. This is about doing my job!" Booth led out a frustrated sight and she looked into his eyes.
"So, all this is about your job. If that's the way you feel about it, I get it." powerlessness filled his voice as he realized that this was the end.
"I didn't mean to sound like that." Brennan let her body sit on the desk chair while her hands search on the upper drawer of her desk. She can't take the sadness on his eyes.
Booth tone was resign. "Bones, I love you, and you know it, but I'm tired of waiting for you. I can live my life accepting all your ideas about kids, religion and marriage, but I can't live waiting for you anymore. I have waited for too long."
"I never asked you to do that." A low voice enamate from her lips.
"Yes, that was my mistake, but no more." Boot replied trying to hide the inmense pain on his heart.
"Booth… you can wait for me. A year passes quickly."
"Let's see, I have turned down several promotions just to be with you, to help you, to teach you that life exists out of the walls of this lab, that life is more than work and now you tell me that I must wait for a year, because you can't turn down an expedition to Egypt?" Booth finally let out all the silent things he had left pass during the past years as frustration and anger rise again in him.
"This is a lifetime opportunity for me. Why don't you understand that?"
"Oh, I see, I should have known that this was going to be a mistake. I wish I had never crossed the line."
"Booth, don't say that! Don't say it. This was not a mistake."
"Are you sure? Because your actions right now are saying another thing."
"You need to understand, this is my job."
"Let's say that I understand you, so who understands me?"
"Booth, I…"
"It's ok, by now I'm comfortable in being lonely. I'm used to the idea that I will be alone for the rest of my life."
After a few minutes of silence he spoke up again.
"So, this is goodbye then, have a nice trip, Dr. Brennan."
"You are not going to take me to the airport?"
"For what? So you can spill in my face that I'm no good enough to retain here with me? That I'm nothing in your life? That a group of old bones are more interesting than stay with me? No thanks, Dr. Brennan, I think that my heart won't handle this situation anymore. Have a nice journey. Enjoy yourself and the bones." Without looking back, Booth headed his footsteps outside the Jeffersonian, he nearly crashed with Jack and Angela who were, now, in the parking lot. He had thought about this for the last two days, and was hopping that his love for her was enough, but now, he was completely sure that his love was not enough for the two of them. She does not love me. After he left, she wondered what she had done to make him ran out her office in the way he did. She was picking her things when Angela got into her office.
"Sweetie, what have you done?"
"Nothing Angela, I was just picking up my things to leave."
"I'm not talking about that sweetie; I'm talking about what you did to Booth."
"What do you mean?"
"I saw him a few minutes ago, literary running to his SUV. He was mad and sad. He was yelling to someone in the phone. So, I must think that something happen here." Brennan thought of telling her best friend about the conversation with him, but in the last moment she decided not to.
"He just came to say goodbye to me. That's all."
Angela knew that something happened between them, but she didn't want to push her friend further, feeling sad for her.