AN: So people, here I am, my first request! This one came from PyroFromHell959, and I'm happy to please. This prologue is very short, I know, but I promise to lengthen these chapters, and yes, I of course will turn this into an M-rated fic in the end, but you must be patient. The angst must come before the smut. It's the laws of nature!
This takes place between The Verdict In The Story and The Wannabe In The Weeds in the beginning, and tthen goes through season 4 and into season 5.
EVERYBODY READY?
Cause I'm not xD
His stare, that smile, it wasn't just friendly. There had to be something deeper. The way he looked at her, guilt in his eyes as he even contemplated considering her to be a murder, that wasn't from friendship. The way he held her, not even waiting for the verdict, putting her before any law declaration, it had to be something more than friendship. Right?
Temperance Brennan's hands flew to her head, her nails scratching at her temples as she willed herself to stop driving herself crazy, but she knew it wouldn't work.
Ever since she looked at Booth over her father's shoulder, she knew that something was happening between them. It wasn't just friends and partners. It was friends, partners, and so much more.
Too much more…
She needed an outlet, she couldn't do it anymore.
She had to get away. Away from this god forsaken town. Away from her partner. Away from her feelings.
Away from…everything.
She got the call earlier, offering her to take a trip to China, to help identify bones from the Shang Dynasty. A lost prince or a peasant? They didn't know which is why the head excavator automatically phoned her. At first she declined, but after contemplation, she quickly changed her mind.
First class trip with Chinese Diplomats. One-way.
She, sadly, counted the days until she could leave, until she could clear her head, and go back to the analytical, rational scientist she was.
She left Friday, at 8:00 pm.
It was Wednesday, 10:44 pm.
One day, 22 hours, 16 minutes.
She could survive that.
Survival was doubted though, when it came to how Booth would take her news.