Here we go again…is it good??
I do not own Bones…so sad!!
Brennan's Point of View
She told him, and he didn't care. He didn't care that she was getting married. He was the reason she was getting married. All of his speeches about marriage being good, and he didn't care.
She knew that he must have been surprised that day in her office, but what he said hadn't left her.
"Congratulations, Dr. Brennan. You will be very happy."
She still didn't know why he was upset with her. She didn't know what she had done to him, but since he was only working with Zack now she didn't have the chance to ask him.
According to Zack they had a good rapport when out in the field. Booth didn't yell at him out in the field anymore, and Zack wasn't talking to him like a walking dictionary.
She was actually seeing subtle differences in Zack too. He was becoming less introverted, which could have been a bad thing, but wasn't. He wasn't all scientific when he spoke out now.
The day had come, and she was sitting in her hotel room waiting for Angela to come over. She was supposed to help her get ready for this evening, but she hadn't shown up yet.
The door flew open, and in rushed Angela being closely followed by Cam and Daisy. They were all going to be in her wedding with Angela being her maid of honor and the other two being bridesmaids.
"Bren…haven't you taken a shower yet?" she shook her head as she was getting pushed into the bathroom. "Take a shower. Now."
After listening to Angela, she was sitting in a chair as she and Cam worked on her hair while Daisy was painting her fingernails. She didn't really like being center of attention, but she was dealing with it today.
She picked at her bathrobe while asking "Angela…Cam…is he coming today?"
When she saw the look they shared, she knew that her best friend wasn't going to show up. She still couldn't understand why he was acting the way he was. She had gone over everything in her mind, but was still at a loss for what happened between the two of them.
"Sorry sweetie."
As they helped her get into her dress and her shoes, she began to wonder if she was doing the right thing by marrying Brandon.
She knew that he loved her, but something in her gut was telling her that this was a bad idea. She had never been one to have a 'gut feeling' before, but in the past few months she had been having more and more of them.
After they were done helping her, Cam and Daisy left to finish getting ready themselves. Happy that she was left alone with Angela, she was trying to figure out the best way to talk to her. But before she could say anything Angela started speaking first.
"Are you sure this is what you want Bren?"
She knew that she should have been more put off by that question but she wasn't.
"I don't know." Angela sat down on the bed.
"What don't you know sweetie? Don't you love Brandon?"
"Yes, of course I love him…I think."
"What? Bren, don't you know if you love him or not? If you didn't then you wouldn't be marrying him today."
"I do love him. But…"
"Do you want to marry him?"
"I thought I did, but now I am confused. What happened to me? I never wanted to get married. I didn't want that sort of life. Didn't want the house with the fence or the kids or the minivan. I want to be able to make my own choices and be able to leave on a dig without having to check with someone first."
"Okay, but what makes you thinks that Brandon isn't going to let you make your own choices? Or let you go on a dig?"
"That's what I mean. No other person has dictated to me before. I don't need a man to 'let' me do something. I don't want a man to tell me what I can and can't do."
Angela thought on that for a couple minutes, but before she could answer Bren's questions Cam and Daisy were back at the door telling her that it was almost time. She asked them to let her alone for a couple minutes, so she could collect herself.
Standing there, looking out the window, she started thinking back over the past five years. Different scenes kept popping up in her mind…
Getting partnered up with Booth…
Getting kidnapped by the Gravedigger with Hodgins…
Howard Epps…
Going undercover in Las Vegas…
Beating up that gang leader in the Hoover building…
Getting abducted by that rogue FBI agent…
Booth being 'dead' for two weeks…
Booth saving her from Epps…
Booth pulling her out of the buried car…
Booth coming to save her from the FBI agent…
Having dinner with Booth at the diner…
Booth brining a Christmas tree to the jail for her dad and brother…
Booth giving her Jasper…
Telling Booth what happened to her when she was in foster care…
Booth giving her brainy smurf…
Why didn't she see this before?
She couldn't do this. She needed to get away. She needed to go find him.
She looked up and down the hall before she slipped out of her room. Not wanting to wait for the elevator she took the stairs down to the lobby of the hotel. She heard the concierge calling for her, but she ran outside and caught a cab before anyone could stop her.