"I don't understand?" Brennan dabbed a wet cloth on Booth's fore-head.
"What don't you understand? i got my head banged into a bar, then a wall, and then a cement... 'scuse me... 'concrete' column... this is why there is blood gushing out of my fore-head...why... why is there a question here?" he winced as Brennan dabbed at one of the deeper, more extreme gashes.
"Oww... shit Bones"
"No... i mean, that guy you tried to arrest... he tried to 'bust open your skull' on a bar, a wall, and a column inside that club... yet you were barely even fazed?" she consentrated on putting a bandage on one of his many cuts. "How is that possiable"
He stilled her wrist by gently grabbing it, "Seriouslly... can we not talk about that? Please Temperance"
'WHOA!' she thought to herself, 'he never...ever! calls me by my first name!' "Allright Booth..." she looked into his eyes and they were even more pleading than his words, though she was still a little bit hurt by the fact he wouldn't tell her something. "Can i just tell you, that you have a very strong grip?" He quickly released her wrist, "Oh... sorry"
She smiled as she went back to bandaging his head, "...and also that i consider you my best friend"
"What would Angela think"
"Angela and I are still very close... but not as close as we were once upon a time, instead of running to her first with sommething, you're usually the first to know... and even though her and Hodgins aren't back together yet... which I'm sure they will be soon... he's more her best friend then i ever was... or will be"
"I'd have to say... I consider you, my, best friend as well, Bones..." he smiled at the slight facial scrunch she had from concentrating on fixin'
him up.
"What don't you understand? i got my head banged into a bar, then a wall, and then a cement... 'scuse me... 'concrete' column... this is why there is blood gushing out of my fore-head...why... why is there a question here?" he winced as Brennan dabbed at one of the deeper, more extreme gashes.
"Oww... shit Bones"
"No... i mean, that guy you tried to arrest... he tried to 'bust open your skull' on a bar, a wall, and a column inside that club... yet you were barely even fazed?" she consentrated on putting a bandage on one of his many cuts. "How is that possiable"
He stilled her wrist by gently grabbing it, "Seriouslly... can we not talk about that? Please Temperance"
'WHOA!' she thought to herself, 'he never...ever! calls me by my first name!' "Allright Booth..." she looked into his eyes and they were even more pleading than his words, though she was still a little bit hurt by the fact he wouldn't tell her something. "Can i just tell you, that you have a very strong grip?" He quickly released her wrist, "Oh... sorry"
She smiled as she went back to bandaging his head, "...and also that i consider you my best friend"
"What would Angela think"
"Angela and I are still very close... but not as close as we were once upon a time, instead of running to her first with sommething, you're usually the first to know... and even though her and Hodgins aren't back together yet... which I'm sure they will be soon... he's more her best friend then i ever was... or will be"
"I'd have to say... I consider you, my, best friend as well, Bones..." he smiled at the slight facial scrunch she had from concentrating on fixin'
him up.