He sat there, with a coffee in his hands, waiting. Waiting for her. As he waited he saw a few changes in the world around him from the last time he saw it. Not big changes, but another tree here, no tree there, that sort of change. One somewhat harder to spot, but still there.
He had always been impatient, and now worse than most times he just wanted the waiting to pass, so he could see her. One year since he had seen her in person and now he was about to see her. Waiting was hell.
"Booth!" He heard from behind him. Her voice. The voice that he had fought so hard not to forget while they had been apart. He turned to the noise and saw her sprinting to him, then leaping into his arms for a hug. You could put the scene in a chick flick, show her running to him in slow motion. It was picture perfect. Too bad it wasn't real.
"Gen! Gen!" booth felt someone shaking his shoulder. He looked up at the eighteen year old kid shaking his arm.
"Sorry," he managed to say, and got up and left his tent. The sun was bright and blinded him. Time to train a bunch of kids to go kill people. Fun, fun, fun.
They were all so young. None of them were over twenty-one. Many just got out of high school. But he shouldn't think about that now. He had to think about how to get these kids in shape for killing people. Great… let's have them start off running shall we? Run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me because you're fat and barely made it in… of course Booth wasn't actually thinking that, that was me, the little devil sitting on his shoulder. My twin brother lives on Booth's other shoulder… he's the one in the white dress. The only thing we agree on is that he should fuck that scientist lady, well, my brother says it in a much more pleasant way. Plus he has the biggest ego ever because Booth listens to him more.
But at least the one thing my brother and I bond over, sort of, will be back in Booth's life soon. Booth's leaving for home tomorrow, and is out of this place, that even with all the brutality and killing, I even don't like. I have to share my feelings with Booth… I just have evil opinions on things he debating, but he never pays any attention to me.
Hopefully the reunion will be great. Sorry, I'm a helpless romantic, and even if Booth thinks he has given up on her, he hasn't because if he had I would have too. One more day…
