Bones does not belong to me. I am merely borrowing them for my own enjoyment,
"We have a case." Booth said matter of factly as he walked into Brennen's office.
Temperance looked up from the files she was perusing and gave a slight smile.
"What is it?" She said standing up to retrieve her jacket.
"It is different from anything we have worked on so I think it best that I just take you to it and let you judge for yourself." Seeley gave a cocky smile. "By the way, you'll need to pack warm clothes."
"Booth, where are we going?"
"Come on Bones, chop chop." Booth guided her quickly out of the office. "We have a flight leaving in a few hours."
"I asked you where we are going. I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me." She said stubbornly.
"Bones, you remember what I said about that matter-of-fact tone you use? Well, we are going to Alaska but that is all you are getting from me until we get there."
"It seems we would be wasting time by not allowing me to read to the case file on the way. Logically, I could have most of the facts by the time we touch down. It would be counterproductive not to let me make use of the down time."
"Bones, you ever use down time just to relax." She just stared at him blandly. "Fine, I will give you the file on the plane. Let's go"
"Do you ever wonder why we have to go through this perfunctory dance each time we get a case? You never want to tell me the details. I always refuse to go until I get details. Then you always give in. These arguments really seem counter productive Booth."
"Bones, there is a reason behind what we do. If we change the way we do things we most likely would not work so well together and I don't like you calling it counter productive, I call it routine." He said smiling at her.
"Booth this could be a major find." She said as she read the case report.
"Bones don't jump to conclusions. We found a man and woman frozen in Alaska. Nothing in the report suggest that they are prehistoric or whatever you forensic anthropologist call it."
"The report suggests no foul play. It appears that they were simply …"
"Bones give it a rest. Can't we just enjoy the flight without having to hash out these deaths before we even know what happened?" Temperance looked at him quizzically.
"Booth…:
"No, you know what? What you are doing is conjecture. Remember you hate conjecture."
"I only think there could be more to this than what you think." She said.
Booth could only stare at her unable to hide his amazement.
"Bones, you might just be joining the land of the living."
"I don't know what that means." Booth laughed heartily.
"First your conjecturing, next you'll be going with your gut. Way to go Temperance." He said smiling endearingly at her. "You never cease to amaze me."
Just as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, the plane hit a massive pocket of turbulence. The plane shuddered and shook violently and Temperance grabbed a hold of his hand and inhaled sharply. Her fingernails dug into his skin but he allowed her to keep her hold of him. A shot of electricity flowed through him where her hand held his. "It's okay Bones. Just turbulence." The plane continued its wicked dance and she refused to let go. Booth glanced at her and saw that her eyes were shut tightly and he noticed the hint of a tear reaching her cheek.
He had only seen her cry a few times and it never ceased to tug at his heart. She was his partner and friend but the feelings that he was feeling now surpassed friendship. The plane began to level out and the pressure of her hand subsided. "I-I'm sorry B-Booth."
"Never apologize for being human Temperance." He said softly and took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze.