Chapter One
Brennan and Booth at Dr. Sweets' office ...
Brennan POV
Sweets: Wow! - He exclaims, after hearing the conclusion of how Booth and me met for the first time.
Booth: Then when we meet again – Booth looks in my direction with a smile from ear to ear – I declared myself to her and Bren accepted...
Brennan: No, that's not what happened – I replicated while shaking my head in confusion. – You didn't return to spoke about it because I got so angry with you for what you did and for not talking about it ever again. You had to ambush me at the airport because I denied talking to you, don't you remember? – I asked.
Suddenly his eyes become empty, as if frozen, not a single word passed through his open mouth, no member of his body moved even an inch. Then, as if nothing had happened, his eyes were warm and friendly once again.
Booth: What's going on, what are we doing here? - His eyes land on Sweets. - What are you doing here? Who is taking care of the bar? - He inquired, looking around, while only one thought was occupying my mind:
Oh no.
Booth: What clothes are these?
This time I looked at Sweets while he looked at me. Identifying a reflection of the fear and confusion I felt in my heart, reflected in his eyes.
Brennan: You said he was recovered! - I yelled in a sudden rage.
Sweets: He was ... Relapses are normal in these situations, when a patient has gone through what he went...
I interrupted him.
Brennan: But he seemed fine. I mean, we saw a clown shortly after I came back and Booth didn't hated him, quite the contrary, actually. He answers the phone with the wrong hand, climbs the stairs with the opposite foot, he forgot how to repair a pipe, he had problems shooting his gun properly and when the Japanese reporter came to interview me, he didn't understand the accent, despite having spent a quite amount of time in Japan and even learned how to speak a little bit of Japanese. – I had listed all the symptoms that I had identified over the past months, at an extraordinary rate and almost in an imperceptible manner. – But...
Stupid, stupid, stupid! I had all the signs in front of me and I was not able to link them, to connect them ... Stupid! For a genius, Brennan, sometimes you can be very idiot!
Sweets: Do not worry, Dr. Brennan, I'll try to see what happened, I'll deal with it and Booth is going to return to his usual self... – Sweets promised; a meaningless promise. I mean how could he know? Shaking my head, looking for Booth that had been watching us the all time.
Booth: What's wrong with me? – Booth inquired, my Booth, looking at me with pleading eyes, with fear shaping his voice.
Brennan: I ... I don't know – it was all I was able to say, as I felt tears emerging to my eyes.
I don't know...
I hope you liked it, i tried my best for translating it and keeping it as close to the original version ( in Portuguese ) as possible.