The Subplot in the Storyline
Chapter 1 - The New Normal
Booth groaned at the sound of the alarm clock, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He immediately sensed something was different before his mind caught up and began replaying memories of the night before. He remembered the feel of her bare skin, her whispers in his ear, her legs wrapped around him. Fear gripped him. Everything had been turned on its head. What if she can't take it? What if she's gone? In an effort to keep the thoughts from becoming reality, for a moment he hesitated to move. Then slowly, he turned to his left and saw her. He released the breath he'd been holding and relaxed. He didn't want to wake her but he had to touch her to make sure he wasn't dreaming. As he ran his hand up her uncovered arm, she stirred slightly. A slight smile spread over his face and suddenly everything was right with the universe.
"Bones," he whispered as he moved closer and wrapped his arms around her.
"Hmm… " she answered softly. She scooted back slightly to snuggle more into his embrace.
"We've got to get up."
"Why?" She sighed.
"Bad guys to catch."
He was telling her the truth. They did need to get up. Broadsky was still out there and he needed to stop him by any means necessary. Vincent's death was senseless. He was an innocent man, and his random shooting was as wrong as any soldier on the battlefield. Broadsky had hurt his family and now he had to pay. He knew he needed to get up, get dressed and get his head in the game, but at the moment he couldn't bring himself to unwrap his body from his partner.
"You're not moving," she said as she turned over to look in his eyes. The moment their eyes met his mind went into overdrive. Conceptually, he was having a hard time understanding what was happening. This was strange. He was waking up with Bones. In his bed. Under his covers. Naked. He was shaken for a minute as he tried to digest the new reality. She read his face and smiled.
"I know."
"Did this really happen?"
"It did," the smile faded and she studied his face for a moment. "Are you okay? Do you want to forget it happened?"
"Forget? Oh hell no, this might be the happiest moment I've had since Parker entered the world."
The smile swiftly came back to her face and she reached up to trace the furrow in his brow. Booth bent in and began kissing his way down her neck. When he stopped, she looked at him.
"What are we going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Exactly what I said. How are we going to operate now?"
"The same way we've always operated. We're partners. We catch bad guys. You do your thing in the lab. I do my thing in the street. And at the end of the day, we have a life together."
"So you have it all figured out, right?"
"As a matter fact I do."
"Says the man that freaked out when he realized last night wasn't a dream."
"Only for a moment, honey… Only for a quick moment…" He said playfully tapping her on the shoulder.
Brennan grabbed his hand and kissed his palm.
"Quiet as it's kept, I had a little more time. I woke up in the middle of the night and worked through my issues," she said as a big grin stretched across her face.
"When are you going to tell Angela?"
"You're assuming I am."
"Aren't you? Come on Bones. If you don't, she'll waterboard it out of you."
"Ha… She does have that weird sixth sense. I'll tell her when we catch the bad guy."
"Speaking of…" Booth threw the covers off of him and put his feet on the floor. "We have to get up and get moving."
"Agreed," she said rolling over to Booth's side of the bed. She rose up on her knees behind him, put her arms around him, and kissed him on his neck. Her hands slowly ran up his bare chest. "But we have to get in the shower first…"