A/N- Ok, so this is my first fic with Sweets in (so far), so please R&R as it would certainly make my day, my week, and maybe my year *hint* :D
'Um... Sweets? Can I have a minute?' Brennan knocked feverishly at the door to the FBI psychologist's door, peering in though the small crack between the door and the frame.
Sweets looked up from his laptop in surprise.
'Yeah, sure Brennan, take a seat.' He gestured to the three chairs placed round a small coffee table, and she sat down tentatively. 'So what's up?'
'I'm not sure if I should...' Sweets frowned. It was unlike Brennan to care about what she said and who she said it to. Unless... Sweets realised. Booth. She was here about Booth. He inwardly groaned. What would he do? Sweets knew that Brennan would ask for advice about Booth, and he didn't want to break up possibly the best partnership- they worked well together, they had a strong emotional bond, and they trusted each other implicitly; one wrong word and all their years of loyalty, trust and...love... would be thrown away and wasted. So Sweets did not trust himself to say anything, no advice, no opinions, nothing, as he did not want to be the one to break up such a beautiful partnership, the type that hadn't been seen for years, if at all. And most of all, they were his friends, and he didn't want to be the one to give the advice that may ruin them.
Hesitantly, albeit in a way that seemed to show indifference, he gestured for Brennan to continue.
'I... I told Booth I love him... sort of.' Brennan whispered, unsure of whether she should be saying this. She was disbelieving of psychology but Sweets was a friend, and he was one of the only people who she could trust to keep this a secret apart from Booth, but it would hardly be fitting to speak to him about this. Cam... It would probably slip out to her co-workers at some point; she had never been very subtle with information that needed to be kept quiet. Angela... Well, seeing as she told Hodgins everything anyway, she might as well tell Hodgins at the same time as Angela. And Daisy? Everyone would find out within seconds of telling her; and that would be bad. Brennan hated to be harsh on her friends, but she couldn't afford everyone finding out about what had happened... It needed to stay private, silent, unknown.
'So... what did Booth say about this?' Enquired Sweets.
Brennan bowed her head, starting to feel tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She had to stay strong; she was always strong... until now. The tears started to flow, quietly but unstoppable as she gasped out her next sentence.
'He said... He said that he loves Hannah; that he was with her now. I respect that, and I want him to be happy, but I don't want to end up alone. I know that one day...' She gulped in a large mouthful of air. 'One day he will leave me, and I'll have no-one left. I'll just disappear and no-one will know... no one will care. You see everyone else has someone. You and Daisy, Angela and Hodgins... Booth and Hannah. But I have no-one. Tell me Sweets, what's the point anymore. I might as well go back to Guatemala; I'll be more help there.' Brennan was louder now, angry with herself for crying and trying to cover it up by raising her voice.
'Brennan, it's alright to cry you know.' Soothed Sweets, moving to sit next to her and giving her a reassuring pat on the back.
'Sweets... what should I do?' Sweets inwardly cursed. He had known from the moment that Brennan had walked in to his office that she would ask him this question, he had been thinking of how to answer it in such a way as not to give the wrong opinion. His fight or flight reflex was veering heavily to the flight side of the scales, and he had to think of an answer, and fast.
'Um... Well, you know Angela and Hodgins broke up a couple years ago?' he enquired.
'Yes, of course I do. Why do you ask?' retorted Brennan, a fragment of her usual self injected into her comment.
'Well, part of the reason that they got back together was that Hodgins waited for Angela to be ready to come back to him; he waited whilst she dated other people, and eventually, when the time was right, they got back together. So maybe you should try that; get on with your life, wait for Booth, and if he still loves you, you will still be there for him- but if he is truly in love with Hannah like he says he is, then you have to move on. It is the only way that you can put this situation to rest.' Brennan relaxed a little now that she had two logical choices, and rather uncharacteristically turned to give Sweets a hug.
'Thanks Sweets... for everything.'
'That's alright.' Replied Sweets, grimacing to himself. He hoped he had given her the right advice... but it was hard to tell with Booth and Brennan, they were so different, yet so alike. Brennan rose to make her exit, but froze when she reached the door.
'Would someone like to tell me what is going on?' Booth demanded from the other side of the door.
Sweets rested his head in his hand and took a long, deep breath. This was going to be a long night. A very long night.
A/N- Sorry it's not very long, but please review and let me know if I should continue. Thanks for reading :D
