Dangerous Thai and apple pie
B-Pov
"The jury finds the defendant Mr. Andy Collins….. guilty of first degree murder." I let out a huge sigh of relief. I smiled when I heard a mirrored breath beside me. I looked over at her. My bones. The satisfaction of putting a criminal away to the justice they deserved was always nice, like a hot fudge sundae. The fact that bones and I had done it together, as a team, was just the yummy cherry on top.
Now that I was sure we had won, I could afford to be cocky. I slung my arm around my partner. "I always knew we would win. I knew it!" I was giddy just like a school boy. She smiled and underneath that calm exterior, I could see she was just as excited as I was. She let my arm stay then started talking. Make that speed talking.
"It feels really great. I mean, he killed his father and his mother in cold blood! I was so worried he would get off with that charm smile of his –"at that she broke off and glared at me. I chuckled. "- but he didn't! Justice was served. I am pumped!"
I was in shock. This much emotion was way out of character for Bones. I decided to take advantage of it. "So, if you're pumped, let's celebrate."
Her brow puckered. "With what?"
I paused for dramatic effect. "Thai. My place, nine o'clock."
She hesitated. "That does sound really nice. However," I groaned, "I have tons of paperwork due. It will take me a while. Plus, it's due tomorrow, and I never turn anything in late."
I was unfazed. She always said that. And I always ignored her. "Great! So do I. We can do it together; at least we'll have something to talk about." I could see her will caving as I spoke.
"Fine." She snapped," only, not too late, otherwise you will see a crabby Brennan. Mere mortals like you should not incur the wrath of a grumpy Brennan!" she said the last bit in a scary Godzilla voice. As she did, I stared in shock. My Bones had just tried to make a joke! Miracles happen every day; example one. I recovered, and gave a small but genuine chuckle. Then I put my arm around her waist and we went to her office to gather the dreaded paperwork before embarking on a wonderful Thai extravaganza. This would be a wonderful night, I could feel it.
Bones-Pov
There were so many emotions running a marathon through my head. I could decipher a few, like triumph for putting that scum of the earth Andy Collins in jail, and sadness and revulsion for his horrible crimes, but there was something else. Something completely foreign to
me. After a while, I realized what it was. I was experiencing contentment. Right now the world was nice, and as it should be. The criminal was in jail, justice was served, and I was about to have Thai with Booth, whose amazingly warm hand lingered on my waist. As I thought of Booth, an involuntary blush crept into my cheeks. That was the most confusing emotion of all. With Booth, I feel like I am whole. When he leaves, he takes a part of me with him, which makes me feel lost and incomplete. But, as long as we're together, it feels right.
"What're you thinking about Bones?" Booth asked, cutting into my reverie. By this time, we were seated in his SUV; me in the passenger seat, of course.
"I was thinking how irritated I was that I can never drive." I answered his question, only somewhat truthfully.
Booth smirked. "Must be my alpha-male tendencies again, sorry." He didn't sound sorry one bit to me.
Before I could reply he guided the car to a curb and parked. "Home, sweet, home."
I studied 'home, sweet, home'. On the outside, it was a regular old brick apartment. I wondered what it would be like on the inside. Dirty take out boxes and smelly socks with mold under the sofa? Or immaculately clean and blindingly shiny? Booth beckoned to me with those huge hands of his. I guess I'd just have to find out, I thought, as I took a big breath and stepped into the foyer of his building.
