It is a little dialogue heavy, but I hope you enjoy reading this!
Days turned into weeks and thoughts turned into obsessions. It had been exactly six days and two hours since Seeley Booth and his partner's mutual sabbatical and he was going stir crazy. Only once in all of his memory has he been this stir crazy before. Three times, the framed hockey poster behind the desk had been changed.
He kicked his feet up on the desk and was faced with the best Christmas tree socks. Bones had given him this last Christmas, even though she absolutely despised the holiday. And yes, even though Valentine's Day was three days ago, he really liked wearing these.
He looks down at his belt buckle, the eagle one that he has owned for the longest time, though not his favorite. Opening up the drawer of his desk, which was supposed to be used for pens and notepads but instead is filled with memorabilia, he pulls out his real favorite one. Running his fingers over the smooth red metal and the raised letters, Booth savors the moment. He takes a big whiff of the buckle and regrets it immediately as the strong smell of metal rushes through his nose and into his lungs. But, no matter how disgusting it might smell right now, it reflected one of his best traits. Not cocky but Boothy.
"DR. BRENNAN, DR. BRENNAN!"
"Ms. Wick, please keep your voice down."
"Guess what!"
"No."
"Angela has made a 3D rendering of the Aztec warrior!"
"Thank you, Ms. Wick. Now please, leave my office."
The familiar sound of buzzing came from the pocket of Brennan's lab coat. Yes, Temperance Brennan knew that it most likely would not be Booth, and even though she would never admit it out loud, every time her phone rang, pager went off, or email was received, she really hoped it was him.
-me and you diner for lunch.
-Your sentence was grammatically incorrect.
-Would you like to go to the diner with me for lunch?
-Better, and no.
-whhhhyyyyyyy
-We are not partners anymore.
-so why cant i take my favorite anthropologist to lunch
-I am the only anthropologist you know, so obviously I would be your favorite.
-ok ok fine. you are the smartest person i might ever meet.
-Okay, I will go to the diner with you. I will meet you there at 12:30 P.M.
- c u l8r
-What does that even mean?
-see you later
-You didn't answer my question.
The jingle bells on the door of the diner rang, and Temperance Brennan looked up to see a familiar face walk through the door.
"Hello Dr. Brennan, what are you doing here by yourself today," asked the man.
"Please go away."
"Oh, bitter I see. How are things going between you and Booth, I hear that you are splitting up for the next few months."
"Leave, Sweets."
"Fine, just let me pick up my to-go order first."
"You have thirty seconds."
The waitress waltzed up to Brennan's table in her usual, cheery way. She slipped her notepad out to take an order.
"Hello Dr. Brennan, how are you today. I heard about how things are going on between you and Agent Booth. How are you holding up?"
"Just fine, he actually will be here to meet me soon."
"Okay, I will be back when he arrives."
Great, I bet the whole city knows about this. The jingle bells rung, once again, and another familiar face appeared.
Booth had actually arrived half an hour ago, waiting impatiently for Brennan to come in. He was nervous. Why would he be? He had met Bones at the diner hundreds of times, so why are the butterflies appearing now?
Walking in he looked her right in the eye and felt at peace once again.
"I'm upset with you, Booth."
"What did I do?"
"You never answered my question," Brennan joked
"Yes I did."
"No, you texted, 'c u l8r' and I asked what it meant, and you completely ignored me."
"I told you the answer. Say 'c u l8r' out loud."
"I get it. Yes that makes sense. I will remember that and maybe google some other interesting acronyms of this culture.
"You do that Bones," he said as the waitress arrived and took their orders.
"So do you have any events coming up?" he had taught her the importance of making small talk.
"Nothing really, I think I am going to go camping by myself for a few days to check out this park in South Carolina. I want to get familiar with it before I take Parker there with me over his spring break in April."
"Do you get lonely being in the woods by yourself?"
"Once in a while, but you learn to appreciate the sounds of nature and being able to just sit there by the fire and think."
"So I guess you wouldn't want me to come then," she said feeling defeated at admitting that.
"No! Do you want to come?"
"Okay. When do you leave?"
"I am going to leave tonight. Hopefully, I will be able to arrive at the site Saturday afternoon and arrive back Tuesday morning.
"I will give Cam the heads up."
"Seriously! I thought you were joking," he said in disbelief.
"So you really don't want me to accompany you?" Brennan said, honestly hurt.
"Of course I want you to be my camping buddy."
"What do I need to bring?"
"Just clothes, a bathing suit and a sleeping bag, I've got the rest covered."
I really want to keep writing but I am so sleepy... I will get a really long chapter up very soon. 2 days soon enough?
