Authors Note: This is my first fan fiction that I have written, I'm not into sticking to the story line, I like to make things a challenge and make it my own story. I'll try and update as often as I can I am currently working on the second part! I appreciate feedback and reviews. and if anyone has advice please pm me! Thanks I hope you enjoy.Disclaimer: I don't own Bones.
Chapter 1:
The Day After.
Booth!" Temperance banged on his apartment door, sighing heavily when he didn't answer. "Booth!" She yelled, banging one more time. Her hand hurt from knocking so hard. Finally she watched the door open. "Its unhealthy to sit in your bed all day, I know that Hannah was the love of your life, as you see it. But you need to get up because we have a body." Temperance tilted her head to the side and looked at her partner. "Bones, good morning to you too." He stated, turning his back to his partner and walking away. She allowed herself to come in and shut the door behind her. As she examined his place there was clothes everywhere, beer bottles and scotch. She sighed heavily at the sight and waited. "Booth, are you alright?" Temperance asked, walking back toward his room, he heard her foot steps and quickly slid on his slacks. Temperance covered her eyes as she walked into the room. "I-I'm sorry, Booth." She uncovered her eyes as he walked towards her. "Its fine." Booth tucked in his shirt and put on his tie. Things have been awkward since Hannah and Booth broke up, especially around Brennen. She wanted to be there for him but also didn't want to push him too much to talk about it, but she was worried. "Booth." Temperance mumbled, walking towards him and fixing his tie. "I know that we shouldn't talk about this right now but I"m thinking talking would help you, at least that is what you told me." She stepped towards him more, looking into his eyes. "Bones I-." He was cut off. "Booth please." She muttered out and moved away from him slightly. "I'm just mad, like I said the other night I'm mad at you I'm mad at her I'm mad at Rebecca. I said it all to you the other night what more is there to say? What do you want me to say?" He asked, his eyes were a dark brown, almost black. She has never seen this side of Booth, it scared her slightly. "I want to know what is next instead of you moping around like your life is over!" Brennen snapped, looking at Booth. He gave her a guilt look and shrugged his shoulders. "What do you want me to say, bones?" He asked, his eyes not leaving hers. She opened her mouth to say it, to say what she has wanted to say out loud to him, she walked away and made her way to the door. "Bones!" He grabbed his belt and slid it in, then slid his shoes on, quickly running to her, putting a hand on each side right above her shoulders, slightly pinning her against the door. Brennens eyes met his as she watched him, studying his every move. "What do you want me to say?" He said softly. "Booth there is a body on the way back to the lab and I need to go." She was avoiding his question she knew that he knew the answer. "Say it." He whispered. "You know exactly what I want to hear Booth." She opened the door and moved his hand away, walking out of her partners apartment. Booth sighed and grabbed his car keys and locked up his place.
Arriving at the lab alone, Brennen walked towards the platform, swiping her card. "Ah, Dr. Brennen. I found a fracture on the radius." Mr. Braue explained. "Also the victim is male, mid to late twenties. And there is an entry wound but there is no exit wound." He added, leaning down to look at the remains that were sitting at the table. "What about the fracture on the jaw line Mr. Braue?" Brennen asked, reaching for gloves and putting them on. "Oh, yes it seems to be post mordum, but it'll be easier to exam once the bones are clean." He nodded and looked at his mentor. "Well get to cleaning." Brennen took off her gloves, threw them away and walked off the platform.
"Hey sweetie, are you alright?" Angela asked, walking into Brennen's office. "I'm fine, just studying a case." Temperance starred at her screen, for some reason she couldn't concentrate and even Angela saw it. "Brennen what's wrong?" Angela asked, sitting down in one of the chairs in front of her desk. "Nothing, Angela. I told you I'm just studying this case." Brennen replied and looked up from her computer. "Something is wrong, right now you'd be with Booth, helping him chase down serial killers." Angela leaned back and studied her best friend. "He is just being distant since Hannah left so I took that as I sign to just let him have time. Anthropology says that when the alpha male-" Brennen was cut off by Angela. "Sweetie, I don't care about your anthropology logic I care about how you are doing." She shrugged her shoulders and leaned forward. "I am sad, I want him to open up to me." Brennen shrugged slightly and let out heavy sigh. "Things will work out, just let Booth know that you are there for him, let him know you care. I know it seems like you've been doing that lately but don't give up on him." Angela stood up and grabbed the papers. "I found an ID, Wendell is almost done cleaning the bones." Angela handed Brennen the papers and stood there. "Gavin Douglas. Twenty seven, seems that Mr. Braue was correct on his age. I will let Booth know." Temperance stood up and grabbed her coat.
"Booth!" Temperance stormed into Booth's office, setting down a file. "Gavin Douglas, lived in Maryland. He is our victim." She looked at her partner and watched him exam the papers. "So what was he doing in DC, I mean he had a job, it was the middle of the week." Booth huffed a little. "Well let's go look at the victims apartment." He added, getting out of his chair, grabbing his car keys and the file that his partner set down. "Do you want me to go?" Temperance asked. "After this morning I'm not sure you want me around." She mumbled as they walked towards the elevator. "Of course I want you to go, Bones. Why would I change that? You're my partner, we solve these murders together." Booth set the papers by his side and looked over at Temperance. She tilted her head to the side and nibbled on her inner cheek. "Booth, I just.." She paused to gather her thoughts. "You just haven't really been yourself and I thought that maybe I was the cause of your behavior." Temperance shrugged and walked out of the elevator. Both raised an eyebrow an followed his partner out of the elevator. "Wait the cause of my behavior? How have I been acting?" Booth asked asked as they rushed towards the SUV. "Well you haven't really been yourself, Booth and you have made it very clear that you really don't want people around asking you questions. Whether you see it or not, Booth you have been pushing people away, me of all people actually the most, eve Angela agrees." Brennen got into the SUV and put her seat belt on. "Bones, I'm not pushing you away I just don't see what else there is to talk about around here." Booth shrugged and started up his truck. "Booth you went through a lot with Hannah, war, distance, she got shot, me loving you, the proposal, break up, her moving out. It is a lot to go through, Booth and I don't want to push you to talk about something you aren't ready to talk about but I also know that letting people in makes it a little bit better. At least that is what you taught me." She looked over at her partner as he concentrated on the road, listening to his partner. "Look, I'm sorry, Bones. I don't want to push you away and I don't mean to make you feel that way. I just don't know what there is to say. I loved Hannah and as of you right now, I just want to focus on what we have in front of us. I don't think rushing into a relationship right now is something that you or me is ready for. It's only been a day, Bones." He paused for a second as they pulled up in front of the partner complex. "Booth I am here for you. If that means anything I think." Brennen got out of the car and made her way towards the door with Booth. "Stand behind me." Booth demanded, holding his gun in his hand. Booth quickly moved back and kicked the door down. They both walked inside and looked around. "Well cleaning isn't his speciality." Brennen chuckled slightly and grabbed her LED light and moved it along the floors and the walls, Booth looked around for a few seconds while his partner searched around for any traces of blood. "There isn't anything here, Booth." She continued to search through the house, trying to find any signs of something. "Well it looks like he spent most of his time here, I might just bring Sweets by to see if he can come up with anything about the victim." Booth followed Temperance from room to room, finding nothing. "I guess we should start looking else-where. I know Sweets is bringing in the victims mother and sister." Booth nodded and walked towards the door. "I think we should have Angela research into more places that the victim went and the places he spent most time at and go from there." Temperance nodded and walked towards the door, Booth stopped her by pulling her arm back. "Hey, look at this, blood. And you didn't even need your light, thing." Booth chuckled slightly and walked towards the kitchen where the blood was located. "Its not enough to say that there was a struggle, but I would confirm that something happened here, I want the team to come out and look more though." Temperance ran her light along the area and found more blood. "Yeah definitely a team out here and the FBI." Brennen stood up and made her way to Booth. "Let's go question the victims mother, I have an intern at the lab looking into the bones right now." Brennen walked towards the door and made her way out of the apartment complex, dialing the labs number. "Hodgins." Jack answered, skimming through the bugs that were found on the body. "Hodgins, tell Cam that I need you guys out here to collect evidence. We found signs of a struggle but not enough to say it was a murder scene." Brennen explained, walking towards the SUV. "Alright, will do." Hodgins replied and hung out the phone. Brennen got into the SUV and Booth was quick to follow. "I have my team coming out to look, so we can go start questioning people and I will have Angela look into where he was most of his time." Brennen nodded and put her seat belt on.
After arriving back at the FBI, Brennen and Booth quickly jumped out of the SUV and made their way inside. "Okay, so we will question the victims mother, and then we will get a hold of Angela and you can go back to the lab and play with your bones." Booth got in the elevator and looked at Brennen, watching her stare at the door. He did love her, he loves her more than he could ever love anyone else, but he wasn't ready to go down that road again. She turned him down once, she could do it again. But he also wanted to wait till he wasn't hurting from Hannah to give Temperance a shot. He knew that once him and Temperance were together they'd last a long time, she didn't believe that. Booth stepped closer to her and then the elevator door opened, he sighed and followed her out towards the conference room. "Hello Mrs. Douglas, I'm Agent Booth, this here is my partner, Dr. Temperance Brennen. We are here to tell you about your son, Gavin. His body was found in an oil field, he has been there for about a week. When is the last time you saw him?" Booth asked, sitting down in the chair across from the victims mother an beside Brennen. "The last time I heard from him was two weeks ago, he was applying for a new job down here in DC, he said that he would have a much better life away from his home. I just let him go, I didn't think that he would end up dead." She sobbed heavily into her hands, Booth sat there for a second and sighed, looking down. "I know this is hard, but I need to know if your son had any enemies?" Booth asked, leaning over the table. "Can you think of any trouble he got into, anything going on at work?" Booth asked. "Everyone loved him he was a kind, compassionate person. I don't know anyone that would want to harm him." The mother replied and sobbed, Temperance turned her chair and studied their suspect, her eyes looking up and down, then she moved her chair from the table, and looked at Booth. "Booth I need to get back to the lab." She said softly, resting her hand on his leg before she got up. "Okay, look Mrs. Douglas if you have any more information please, feel free to just call me." Booth handed the lady his card and got up, walking out of the office with Brennen. "What did you notice?" Booth asked, looking at his partner as they waited for the elevator. "I think I can figure out how the victim died." She replied and quickly got into the elevator. Booth nodded his head and watched the doors close, he sighed heavily to himself and allowed his partner to burry herself into her work, after all it is what made her; her.
Back at the lab, Brennen looked at the bones, trying to figure out just how the victim died. Her sighs filled the room as she became more and more frustrated the more she looked into the bones. Maybe she wasn't looking enough, or maybe she was looking too hard. Brennen grabbed her micro-cam, examining the fracture that was located on the fourth rib. "Find anything?" Cam asked, walking into the bones room. "I believe so. There is a fracture on the fourth rib, its something i've seen before, it is a bullet wound, it passed through the rib cage and landed on the lung, causing our victim to bleed out. He was also bound to something. I'm not sure what exactly though. I haven't gotten that far." Brennen continued to examining the bones, trying to find more explanations. "Well, I guess i will report to Booth, unless you want to." Cam shrugged and looked at Dr. Brennen. "You can." She said quickly, nibbling on her lip.
Booth listened to Cam about the evidence and then her concern about Temperance, but there wasn't much that Booth could do, he knew that there was distance between the two of them right now, and he knew she needed to be alone. Booth continued to look more into the victims past and found a few secrets that the victim was hiding. Bringing in an old friend of the victims, Booth made the suspect wait in the interrogation room while he called his partner. He picked up the phone and dialed her number, waiting for her to answer. By the second ring he heard her voice. "Brennen." She answered, still looking at the victim on the table in the bones room. "Bones, hey, I have another suspect, want to come and talk to him with me?" Booth asked, clearing his throat, nervous about her answer. "Uh, yeah. I will be there soon." Brennen hung up the phone and explained to Wendell what she found. After explaining the information, Brennen grabbed her coat and made her way out to her car, driving towards the FBI.
Brennen walked towards her office, she took off her lab coat and switched it with her navy blue jacket that was sitting on the back of her chair. A heavy sigh released from her mouth and she grabbed her car keys and made her way out of the Jeffersonian. About ten minutes later, Temperance arrived at the FBI, she parked the car in the side parking lot and made her way inside, showing them her name tag, then grabbed a 'Visitor' tag. Brennen got in the elevator and pressed the number "7" the homicide division. The elevator began to move, Brennen had a lot of things going through her mind that was slightly distracting her, enough to realize the doors weren't open until the last minute. She slipped through the closing doors and walked through the glass doors where Booth was. "Hey, bones!" Booth smiled softly and grabbed her by the arm, slightly, walking her towards the interrogation room. "Okay, this is Claira Smothy. She was dating the victim at the time of his death." Booth sat down and looked at the tall woman that was sitting in front of them. "Your boyfriend seemed to be getting himself into some trouble, did you know about this?" Temperance asked, leaning back in the chair, eyeing Booth from the corner of her eye and then looked at the suspect. "Trouble? No, he was a goody." The suspect replied and looked at both of them. "He was bound to something. It was like he was tied up to something. Did you guys do any kind of force in bed?" Brennen asked, leaning forward as her eyes never left the suspects. "No, we weren't into that kind of stuff." Claira replied, raising an eyebrow. "Well we will have to get a warrant to search your place. Where were you last Friday between six in the morning and nine at night?" Booth asked, squinting his eye slightly. "I was at work, you can call my boss. I didn't kill Gavin. I loved him." She fought her words as tears formed from the corner of her eyes. "They all say that. Let's go get that warrant, bones." Booth stood up and made his way out the door with his partner. Brennen smiled softly at Booth and licked her bottom lip. "Booth, he was tied up to something, the wrists clearly indicat that." She walked towards the elevator, her eyes not leaving Booth. "I trust you, we'll figure it out, bones. We always do." Booth put his hands in his pockets and waited for the elevator. "Do you want to grab drinks tonight bones?" He asked, walking in the elevator as it opened. "But the case isn't solved, Booth, plus I'm exhausted." She walked beside him and leaned against the wall of the elevator. "Right, never mind." He mumble and looked away. "How about we order take out and I come to your place?" Brennen suggested, walking closer to Booth. "Okay, that sounds good." He agreed, walking out the elevator. Brennen followed Booth to his car and allowed him to drive to the court house.
After getting the warrent they needed, Booth and Brennen both arrived at suspects house banging on the door. "Claira, open the door!" Booth shouted, bangginflg on the door. "Booth, there isn't anyone inside." Brennen mumbled softly and looked inside through the window. He quickly pulled his gun out and held it up. "Get behind me." Booth demanded, pushing her by the hip. He quickly quicked the door and walked inside, his gun still in front of him and Brennen behind him. "Bedroom." Temperance said softly, following Booth towards the back of the house. Temperance moved around the bedroom, searching for only one thing, rope or cuffs. "Anything that would make a person bound would be something, it'll have blood fr sure. Especially with where the victim was shot." Brennen grabbed her LED light and moved it around the room. "Do you enjoy fore-play, Booth?" Temperance asked, looking around the room and under shelves. "What? Bones that is personal information and no, I don't." He replied, looking at Temperance
"Do you?" He asked, she stopped where his foot was and stood up straight looking at him. "Depends." She muttered, looking into his chocolate brown eyes. "On?" Booth asked, looking into her bright blue eyes. "How rough the person wants it." She felt his breath close to hers and she closed her eyes for a second as chills ran up her spine. "What if the person wants it gentle?" Booth asked. "I can do gentle." Temperance whispered, her eyes not leaving Booth's. "Temperance." He whispered, his head tilting and his lips so close to hers. "Booth if you don't enjoy fore-play why did this conversation turn you on so much?" She asked, looking at his lips, then his eyes, leaning in a little to him, wanting to kiss him. "I..I'm not turned on." He denied, trying to avoid the obvious. "Booth, you are or you wouldn't be breathing heavily and well.." She looked down at his hard-on and then his eyes, he blushed slightly and looked away from her, she touches the corner of his mouth with her lips then pulled away slowly, walking to the headboard. "Blood!" She shouted, moving her flashlight along the stains. "Someone tried to beach it." She added, looking at Booth as he stood closely behind her, she bit the inside of her cheek and closed her eyes. "Blood, we need to find her." Booth turned away from his partner and called in what they found. Brennen continued to search the room and when she found nothing she walked over to Booth, hoping that a few minutes alone he would have calmed down. "Is the team on their way?" Temperance asked, walking over to the shelf. "Booth!" She shouted before he could respond, she put on a pair of gloves and grabbed the metal cuffs that were hanging in the closet. "You were right." Booth stated, standing slightly too close to his partner. "I should head back to the lab." Brennen mumbled and walked towards the door as the FBI tech team came in.
Arriving back at the lab after a silent car ride, Temperance made her way to the bone room to get an update. "Ah, Dr. B! Wendell was still examming the bones. "While you were away me and Angela came up with a scenario." He led her towards Angela's oddixe and they stood in front of the screen. "So the victim was tied down to the bed, he was laying down, still concious, had the gun literally right to his skin and when the suspect pulled the trigger it splattered. This killing had to be done with passion. Someone who knew him well." Wendell looked at Brennen and noticed her familiar face.
"Booth! Booth! It was the victims mother! I was looking more into her background and she had trigger finger! And she was very religious as you could tell by the way she decorated and the cross on her necklace, she did this because she knew that her son was cheating. If we can find the gun, or even the clothes she wore that night I can prove it." Temperance smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Booth chuckled slightly at her excitement and nodded his head. "Alright so lets go get that warrant and search her house." Booth quickly grabbed his SUV keys and made his way towards the court house, getting the warrant.
Once the warrant was in hand, Booth sped away to their suspects house, hoping that no evidence was destroyed. Once arriving at their destination, Booth and Brennen quickly got out the SUV, Booth not bother if to turn his truck off. He knocked on the door and heard someone open it. "We have a warrent to search your premises." Booth held the warrent up and walked inside after his partner did. Brennen walked around, looking through cabinets and hidden places that gun could possibly be. "You won't fins anything because I didn't kill my son." Mrs. Douglas announced. "They all say that." Temperance mumbled, walking over to the cabinet in the kitchen, she knocked lightly on it and then looked over at Booth, he nodded his head and watched her lift the board, and there the gun was. "We can run this gun for gun resdue to prove it has been fired and I'm sure we will fine your fingerprints on it. You killed your own son because he was cheating on his girlfriend and we know you're a religious person, thus, it was against the bible." Brennen grabbed the gun and placed it into an evidence bag and Booth handcuffed Mrs. Douglas.
After a long day, Booth finally arrived back at his apartment, he took off his shoes and put his gun down on the counter. His jacket coming off and his shirt unbuttoned slightly. Before walking into the kitchen he heard a loud knock, Booth rolled his eyes and walked to his door, opening it. "Bones?" He questioned as she invited herself in. "Everything came back against her, so she will be on jail tonight." Brennen nodded and turned to face Booth. "You couldn't just call and tell me that?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he shut the door. "I needed to see you." She said softly, looking at her partner. "Its only been-" Booth was cut off by Brennen's finger coming to his lips. "A day, I know, Booth. I'm not here to talk about that, I just don't want to go home right now." She said softly, shrugging her shoulders. "Why not, bones?" He asked, looking at his partner from head to toe. "Because, Booth you haven't discussed anything with me and you taught me that partners share things and you haven't shared one thing with me about your whole mess, and plus you promise take out, remember?" Temperance smiled and handed him the brown bag. "Ah, you remembered." Booth chuckled and walked to the kitchen, opening the bag and sniffing in the sent from the closes bag. "It smells so good." Booth added, looking over at Brennen. She smiled softly and grabbed two plates, setting them down beside the bag that was on the counter. "Booth let me in." She said softly as he pulled the food out. He sighed heavily and looked over at his partner, she took a breathe and looked into his chocolate brown eyes. "I'm hurt, more than hurt I loved her, bones." Booth shrugged and grabbed a serving spoon. "Loved or love?" She asked, looking down for a second. "Loved I loved her, I miss her, I-I don't know. Apart of me is ready for what is next. But there is apart of me that can't offer a piece of myself." Booth shrugged and put rice on the two plates, then allowed his partner to serve herself the rest. "What if you've already opened yourself up to that person and that person you do love doesn't need anymore than what you give?" Brennen asked, sighing at her phycology response. "Is this person you, bones because usually you are very straight forward." Booth grabbed his plate and a beer from his fridge and walked towards the couch, Brennen did the same and followed. "Yes its me." Brennen replied and sat next to her partner on the couch. Booth sat there for a few quiet moments, not really saying anything. Brennen set her plate down and was getting up, and Booth quickly set his down and grabbed her hand, she gasped slightly and looked over at the man. "Booth." She questioned, as he looked at her. "If we decide to do this, bones, promise me one thing." He demanded, sitting up. "Okay." Brennen nodded, awaiting for his reply. "Promise me you won't run." He whispered, spacing his fingers between her small ones. She smiled softly at the feeling, and nodded. "I promise." She whispered and squeezed his hand. Booth nodded and leaned in, kissing her cheek. "Just bare with me." He breathed into her ear, she felt chills go up her spine and she nodded.