Sorry, I know it's not rated M yet but it will be. I'm going to give you a few glimses of M however, you won't get the big bang until later in the story so keep reading please! I would love reviews good or bad please. This is my first post so I'm excited.
When he finally looked at her for the first time since his surgery she heard him say three little words.
"Who are you?" Granted those aren't the three words any of us wanted to hear. But those are the words that came from his mouth and as soon as they did, Tempe's heart sank.
She has worked with Booth for over four years. They were together almost everyday. They even made a habit out of eating supper together after a case was closed. He wasn't just her partner he was her friend. Although Angela would argue that it was more than that. Angela would go as far to say that they were in love. Tempe didn't believe in love. She knew that when people thought they were in love it was, in all probability, neurons firing and hormones changing due to an attractive individual that had symmetrical features and good structure for mating. That was her standard anthropological view. She relied on science more than love. After all, science never abandons you. It's always there and always correct. But, none of that really mattered anymore. It didn't matter that he drew a line between them years ago, it didn't matter that he was the only person that knew her better than she knew herself. None of it mattered because he didn't even know her name anymore. And who knows if he ever will. Statistically people seldom recover from amnesia, and if they do it's typically years before they remember everything.
It's been three months since those three words and Booth still hasn't regained his memory. Deputy Director Cullen of the FBI told Tempe just yesterday that Booth still isn't back at work. Tempe last spoke to Booth two months and twenty eight days ago when she told herself that he was better off not knowing her anyway. At least that's what she told herself.
"There appears to be damage to the temporal lobe." Tempe said as she squatted next to a pile of bones. Bones. That's what he called her. She missed it terribly, although she would never divulge that information.
"Murder?" Agent Hart stood to the side with his pad and pen in hand.
"Yes. Male, middle aged, early forty's." Hart was a young and eager twenty nine year old FBI agent. He was physically powerful, attractive, and pleasant and Tempe had just agreed to marry him.
Normally she would say that marriage was an antiquated ritual. No one expected her to even have a monogamous relationship, much less marry a man that she had only known for three months and only been dating for one month. Tempe didn't care what they thought. She wanted a progeny. She wanted to have Booths child but he had told her that if he couldn't be a father to the child then he didn't want her to have the baby. Although, he had already gone to the sperm bank and made his donation. He even told her that if anything happened to him during his surgery he wanted her to use his donation to have a child. She just couldn't bring herself to do that, considering the fact that he was still alive and he could someday regain his memory. If he ever did regain his memory he would unquestionably be angry to find that she had used his sperm without his knowledge.
"So, you want everything back at the Jeffersonian Tempe?" Hart asked with a sly smile on his lips and a twinkle in his eyes. Ken Hart knew that she didn't love him. She had told him the absolute truth (as she saw it). She told him that she didn't fall in love and she didn't want to get married. He knew all of this but he said that she would change her mind.
Booth had said that very thing two years ago. Tempe had said that she didn't want to have children and he said she'd change her mind. He was right. She changed her mind about that so she decided to change her mind about marriage. She still thought it was an antiquated ritual of course and she told Ken this several times but, he didn't care. He wanted to marry her and he wanted to have children with her. She had wondered if she was doing the right thing by marrying a man she hardly knew but, she did want a child and she didn't want to use just anyone's sperm so this seemed like the most logical solution. Also, Ken is very attractive and considerate. A great candidate for a mate. She still wasn't sure about marriage though, and that's not like her at all. Tempe is typically sure about everything before she answers.
"Yes. I do." Tempe gave him an awkward smile and stood up. She looked in his eyes and tried to feel something for him besides sexual attraction and mating instincts but, she couldn't and she knew she never would.