A few hours later Booth and Brennan arrived at the Jeffersonian... the night before forgotten.
"Booth, explain to me why we're here this early? Again?" she sipped at her starbucks.
"I don't know... Cam called said, 'get Brennan, and get over here... Now!' so i know about as much as you do..."he turned, sharp, into a parking space.
Brennan was so used to his sharp moves in the car it didn't even faze her.
"Why are suddenly so angry then? You've been pissed since you picked me up? You scared the hell ouit of Mark"
she referred to her boyfriend who had spent the night at her appartment to be woken up by an F.B.I. agent with starbucks and a gun.
Booth stomped on the brake as hard as he possiably could. 'Did she really not see how much he cared about her? Hell!
he hadn't been with a woman since Cam because thats when he realized had Cam died he would be sad for a while and then eventually get over it... but if Bones, his Bones had died? He very much doubted he'd survive a week. And yet she dated and slept with whomever she wanted to...' he sighed, "I'm fine Bones... just tired... and my head still hurts a little..." he smiled at her.
'That man! way to stubborn...' I told you to go to the hospital... you could have a concussion"
He smiled, "You're not very convidant in your doctoring skills Dr. " he chuckled, "Don't worry, i'll be fine.
i always am, besides... i hate hospitals... the last few times i've been are because someone i love, or care about has been hurt in the line of duty. I've been blown up... and stuff like that..." he grimaced at the memorys better forgotten.
"Stuff like Zach..." Brennan whispered, barely audiable.
"Booth, explain to me why we're here this early? Again?" she sipped at her starbucks.
"I don't know... Cam called said, 'get Brennan, and get over here... Now!' so i know about as much as you do..."he turned, sharp, into a parking space.
Brennan was so used to his sharp moves in the car it didn't even faze her.
"Why are suddenly so angry then? You've been pissed since you picked me up? You scared the hell ouit of Mark"
she referred to her boyfriend who had spent the night at her appartment to be woken up by an F.B.I. agent with starbucks and a gun.
Booth stomped on the brake as hard as he possiably could. 'Did she really not see how much he cared about her? Hell!
he hadn't been with a woman since Cam because thats when he realized had Cam died he would be sad for a while and then eventually get over it... but if Bones, his Bones had died? He very much doubted he'd survive a week. And yet she dated and slept with whomever she wanted to...' he sighed, "I'm fine Bones... just tired... and my head still hurts a little..." he smiled at her.
'That man! way to stubborn...' I told you to go to the hospital... you could have a concussion"
He smiled, "You're not very convidant in your doctoring skills Dr. " he chuckled, "Don't worry, i'll be fine.
i always am, besides... i hate hospitals... the last few times i've been are because someone i love, or care about has been hurt in the line of duty. I've been blown up... and stuff like that..." he grimaced at the memorys better forgotten.
"Stuff like Zach..." Brennan whispered, barely audiable.
