A Good Kind Of Pain

Valentines day was stupid, having to buy silly gifts and flowers to say I love you. What was the meaning of that, the actual Valentines Day was celebrated to make sure you would get a good harvest. Then some idiot had decided that, that day was a great day to celebrate love on, also a monk had been a par of it. Temperance shook her head, it was February the 14, and Angela had been decorating the entire lab with pink harts and roses the entire week. The idea of Valentines Day was stupid… a voice in side her head (it sounded a lot like Angela) suddenly said maybe because you don't have anyone to spend it with. She wondered if Booth had anyone to spend it with of course he doses, he is a very attractive man and can easily attract partners of the opposite sex.

Looking at her alarm clock Temperance realized that it was time to get up, just get up and pretend it just a normal day. Taking a shower and dressing went fairly well but she managed to drop the coffee pot and had to spend several minutes cleaning it up, then while doing her make up she managed to smear mascara on her cheek and get the wrong lipstick and ended up with bright red lips and a grey line under her left eye, deciding that starting over would be the best solution she washed her face and tried again.

The mail arrived just as she was about to start breakfast, and she ate while sorting through it… newspaper, electric bill, a Valentines Day card, an other bill …hold on a Valentines Day card. Who would send her something like that (she had received a card from Angela yesterday) she flipped it open and red, then frowned. Who would send her something like this?… this was defiantly a job for Angela.

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"ahhh it so sweet" Angela declared, looking up from the card.

"You think?" Temperance asked, she found the car a bit… well worrying.

"Yeah… like your hair shine like gold in the sun light and…" grabbing the card from Angela to prevent her from reading the next part.

"Yeah Ange I know what it says, the card was for me you know?" Angela smiled, looking at her friend with a knowing look.

"That card came from Booth, I mean what other guy are crazy about you and would write sucky poetry to declare it" at Temperance doubtful look she added.

"And that's his hand writing," Angela added Temperance looked up from the card.
"Are you sure?" Angela reached for the card looked over it for a few seconds.

" I'm sure"

"How can you be sure? You can't be sure if you don't ...I mean there is no signature" Temperance gave a triumphing smile. Angela rolled her eyes.
"Sweetie I'm an artist, trust me I know these things" Temperance still didn't look convinced.

"What about the dot on the I Booths dots doesn't look like that" Angela looked at the card Again, then sighed.

" They are suppose to be hearts" looking at the card Temperance now noticed that they were in fact hearts. Making an ohh sound Temperance leaned back against the couch.

"Do you really think he would send me something like this? I mean why couldn't he just say it to my face?"

"It called being romantic or possibly a coward, but Booths not a coward… leaving him trying to be romantic" leaning back on the couch just like her friend, they both smiled. Angela because her favourite non couple was about to become her well… Favourite couple, Temperance on the other hand wasn't sure why the thought of Booth being interested in her made her so happy. Maybe Valentines Day isn't such a bad holiday...

"Ladies, Happy valentines day!" Booth was standing in the doorway holding a red bag.

"Booth" Angela said happily.

"Tell me you brought gifts? Poor Brennan only got one card, well except for the one I got her" Temperance was about to protest, but as Booth pulled out a little boxes from the red bag Angela gave a small yell and jumped up from the couch grabbing the box. Studding it closely for a few seconds before stating.

"It's a plastic rose" Booth nodded.

"Dam strait it's a plastic rose" Angela looked torn between crying or hugging Booth but then decided on the on the latest.

"Thanks Booth it really… cute!" Booth handed over a similar rose to Temperance; she accepted it with a smile.

"Thanks Booth, its nice of you" Booth seemed to relax a bit.

" I glad you like it, and also for not going all Anthropologyie on me!" Booth smiled at her and she at him. This really proved how much he had changed her.

"Its a plastic rose, not much dominance show in that...even though the idea of gift orig-"

"Ok Bones we got it, gifts are in fact bad" Booth said trying not to smile to big.

"So do we have a new case?" Temperance asked trying her best to act normal even through her brain suddenly was screaming what if HE really sent me that card. Stop it your brain cant scream...

" Yep, I already told Zack to loaded the truck and get going, so all you have to do is enjoy the car ride to the crime scene." Booth began to move over to the door.

" Why do you needed me for if you already have Zack working on it?" she asked as she follow booth out of Angela's office.

" Well you are my forensic anthropologist that's so I will always want you on my crime scenes" the word always made Temperance heart beat extra fast dose that mean he wants us to be partners forever…? She followed Booth to her office, but to her surprise Booth remained in the doorway.

"Wow, Bones" Temperance tried to look over Booths shoulders in to her office, but failed and then pushed him forwards inside. Then staring at her office in shock.

" You really have a lot of roses here, Bones…" looking around the room she couldn't help but agree, she counted seven big vases all filed with red roses placed all over her office.

" Yeah" she was even more confused then Booth looked.

" So Who are they from?" he asked, suddenly feeling like his present was a big (or well small) joke compared to all of these flowers.

"I don't know" she reached for a card. With all my love to Temperance

" I don't know, it's not singed." Just like the card. She thought better not tell Booth he go crazy and think I have a stalker.

"That's weird, what kind of guy sends a girl all these flowers and don't put there name on the card?" Booth shook his head, tuning to grab Temperance jacket.

"Come on lets go, chop chop!" Temperance looked around each bouquet had a small card attached to it, she briefly wonder if she should read some of the other cards to try to find a signature.

"Com on Bones we haven't got all day!" turning around reaching for her jacket before walking out the door…

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