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Summary: Booth returns after 5 years to have Brennan back in his life.
Note: I am new in here. This is my first fanfic ever written..hope you enjoy… Thanks.
Chapter ISeeley Booth now stood in front of the Jeffersonian. It's been 5 long years since he had been here. It hasn't changed a bit, except for the flowers in the garden that graced people who visit and motorist that pass by. It's been 5 long years…He started walking and finally reached the main entrance of it. He very well remembered himself and Tempe, going in and out of this door, whenever there is a case. And he, most of time, ran after her…His Tempe. God knows how he missed her….
As he walked up the stairs, he suddenly paused for a while. Abruptly thinking of what he had to do. What if she does not want to see him? What if she's still mad? How can he be so nervous at these thoughts. As soon as he reached the information desk, a man approached him. He asked a few questions and immediately placed a call to Dr. Goodman's office. In a second, he is asked to go directly to it.
At the sight of Goodman's office, he felt a wave of uneasiness pass thru him. Although Tempe's boss is a very fine man, his sight frightened him. Afraid of the questions he might ask….. Upon reaching the doorway, he did not bother to knock for the door is slightly parted.
"Dr. Goodman!" he cheerfully said as he completely swung the door open.
"Agent Seeley Booth!" Goodman rises to his sit, and is now a foot away from him. Offering his hand to him, he said "It is really nice to see you!"
"Just Seeley sir, I am not anymore connected to the Federal." He abruptly said, taking Goodman's hand.
"Oh, yes. I heard of that, but you know. You are the best agent to "enter" the Jeffersonian, can't help myself". He quipped.
"Well, how's everything going on here? I have read a lot of magazine articles and news 'bout the Jeffersonian.." Booth said.
"Jeffersonian is doing' well. You know same old works that we do before.", Goodman said as he reached for the door to shut it. Directing him to the sofa beside his desk.
"Thank you sir…Ahmm…you mean you still…you know…bones…", uttering that word send him shivers.
"Oh you mean Dr. Brennan, if she still works…" Goodman suddenly interrupting him.
"uhm…sir, no… I mean… I was just wondering how is the Jeffersonian, you know…I've never been here for quite some time now…" Booth said, staring at the floor. Not wanting to meet Goodman's gaze at him.
"Seeley look at me…"Goodman replied, noticing the discomfort of Booth in his voice.
Booth looked up, wasn't sure enough on what emotion to show on Tempe's boss. As he saw his face. Goodman is directly looking at his eyes. As if reading his thoughts with that warm look. He tried to stare at it, but he just can't. He looked down again to face the floor.
"You want to see her, don't you?", Goodman asked.
"I don't think so…" Booth still facing the floor.
"Oh Seeley, what's with you, huh? You've been away for years….and…", Goodman said before he was broken up by Booth.
"You don't understand Sir, Dr. Brennan and I….we are not ok….you know…and…"Booth stammering at his words.
"Dr. Brennan huh?..Then why did you come here? To visit me?" Goodman chuckled.
"Yes…? I mean to visit the Jeffersonian.", Booth said looking confused.
"Oh for God sake, Agent Seeley Booth…don't be such a fool! Don't deceive yourself.." Goodman replied.
Booth looked up. Tears forming in his eyes. He now began to recollect things that had happened between him and Tempe. Goodman is right, how can he be such a fool..How can he be such a coward…
"But I don't know if she wanted to see me…" Booth said.
"Why not…. it's years now since you last saw each other." Goodman stared at him.
And pausing for a while, he added, "And she's still your wife."
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