My take on The Wannabe In The Weeds, from Booth's POV. I know I'm like two years late, but better late than never! Enjoy, and please review!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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It's a curious feeling, being shot.
One moment, I was on top of the world as I watched Bones dancing and singing on the stage in front of me. She has an incredible, angelic voice that makes me want to dance along with her. She's always surprising me.
"Seeley!"
Maybe I shouldn't have turned around at that instant when the slightly familiar voice called my name. Then again, I had to.
"I'm doing this for us."
In that moment, when I saw the gun, I knew exactly what her intentions were. If she couldn't have me, she was going to ruthlessly gun down the woman she saw as competition for my affections. I had a split second to make a decision. Well, in my mind, it wasn't even an option. I got to my feet and reached for my gun, carefully putting myself between her and Bones, who was still singing.
The bullet tore through my flesh, and the surprising thing to me was that it didn't hurt. There were screams, and as I stumbled backward, I realized that Bones was right beside me. I finally lost my equilibrium and hit the ground, and she's kneeling on the floor beside me, calling my name. There's terror in her voice, something I've never really heard before. She's always so strong, so completely in control of everything.
There's another gunshot, and for one brief, heart wrenching moment I thought that Pam had shot Bones. Then my sluggish mind realized that Bones had gotten my gun and shot Pam. That's my girl.
Now I'm sprawled out on this floor, and the pain that was in my chest is fading fast. I briefly wonder if that's good or bad. I don't want to die.
Suddenly there's a pressure on my chest, her efforts to keep me alive and with her. Like I could ever leave her, or Parker. God, Parker. I have to get through this. I can't leave my son without a dad. He needs me.
"Come on, Booth! You're gonna make it. Come on!"
It's right now that I realize she needs me as much as I need her. She isn't as cold and unyielding as some people think, and that's one of the things I love about her. Under all the science, under all the rules and fractured particles, she's…
"Come on! Come on, Booth!"
She's the woman I love. I want to tell her that, but it's taking all my strength just to draw air into my lungs.
Breathe in, breathe out.
She suddenly lifts me into her arms and hugs me to her, and I realize with some shock that I'm finally in her arms. All it took was my stupid self getting shot. I wanted to laugh, to hug her back and promise her that I'd be okay. But everything's starting to blur, and her voice is getting harder to comprehend.
I don't want to die. I haven't even gotten the chance to dance with her, to pull her against me late in the night and feel her body pressed against mine.
I want to see my son graduate and become the man I know he can be.
I don't want to die. But if this is how my life is going to end, I would rather it be right here, with her by my side.
It's a funny thing, being shot.
"Come on, Booth!"
Her voice is the last thing I hear before the last of my consciousness is swept away.
The End.
A/N: Poor Booth! This ep is definitely among my top fave episodes, along with The Baby In The Bough and The End In The Beginning. By the way, who else noticed the title of s5's finale? The Beginning In The End. Either brilliant, or a little lazy. I'll make my decision when we find out who gets married. (Daisy and Sweets is just too easy) LOL. Thanks for reading, and please remember to review!