Disclaimer: Yeah, I don't own Bones. Quit rubbing it in. XD
Author's Notes: Uh...it was pretty much supposed to be finished with Chapter 1, but I randomly wrote Brennan's POV. XD Thanks for the reviews guys!
KristieM: Of COURSE I'd love to do a solo::sings:: Wish I could say the right words to lead you through this land, wish I could play the father, and take you by the hand...ah, OMWF pwns all.
Anyway, more reviews this time 'round then? Please? XD
I don't know how long we stood there, neither of us did. All I know was that as soon as I let myself relax into his embrace, it felt as if everything had gone away—all the pain, the fear, the confusion that had come from this entire case. I've never had something like that in my life before. Booth's just always been there, whether I needed him or not. And half the time I don't need him. But now…as soon as he told me that I wasn't alone, as soon as I felt his hand on my back, I knew that right then I needed him more than ever.
I guess I'm always trying to mask my feelings—professionalism and all that. I'm not really who anyone thinks I am…maybe the only person who understands is Booth. I don't want to admit that, I don't want to admit any of it. But he knows. He really does know when to leave me alone or when to comfort me. Like Angela said, 'a simple touch is enough.' I know there wasn't anything simple about that touch—it was complicated beyond belief.
. He kind of took me by surprise. "You're not alone." Well—it's true, I guess, although I meant alone as in romantically. I'm afraid I hurt his feelings when I said his name—it was harsh. But I guess that's just another classic example of me trying to hide my feelings. I'm glad he didn't listen to me though. In that moment…there was no stress, no fear or pain. It wasn't just a hug of relief because he had rescued me from something. It was just a quiet moment between us that meant everything.
I guess it's all I needed.