A/N: So, I want to start out by thanking everyone who reviewed the first two chapters of this little project of mine... It really means a lot to me to hear what y'all have to say about my work. So without further adieu, what I promised you, two new chapters... Read on:Chapter Three: The Ever Changing Constant
"Bones, we've got a case."
"Okay," she said. "I'll go get my stuff, and then we can head out. Will I need anything in particular?"
Yes! Angela wanted to shout. Put that purple lingerie back on! Strip down to it at the crime scene! She was fairly certain Booth would be happy about this. But, she kept quiet.
"Um, nothing out of the ordinary. Meet me back here, okay?"
"Alright." Then Brennan left the office to get what she needed.
When Brennan was out of ear-shot, Angela exploded on Booth. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Excuse me?" Booth was shocked, to say the least.
"She was standing, half-naked in front of you, you did something profound like look her in the eye, and you didn't tell her you love her?!"
Booth was suddenly taken aback. "What makes you think that I love her?" He did, of course. He just wanted to know how Angela knew.
Angela's eyes narrowed and her voice took a slightly more aggravated tone. "She was standing, half-naked in front of you and you looked her in the eye."
"Was that… bad?"
"Oh my God. What is it with you people?! You," she pointed at Booth. "I at least thought was some sort of romantic. Maybe not a hopeless romantic, but a romantic nonetheless. And here you go and disappoint me! 'Was that bad?' No! It was beautiful. The sooner you accept that, the better off you will be, my friend. Better off indeed."
Booth admitted that Angela was right by nodding his head. "So what do I do? I'm not sure if you've noticed this, Angela, but Bones… she's not the kind of girl who's a fan of random declarations of love."
"But it wouldn't be random. It'd be from you."
"I meant random as in, without warning."
"I know."
"Then why did you say that it wouldn't be random if it was from me?"
"Because you are the ever changing constant."
Brennan walked in. "Angela, it impossible to have an 'ever changing constant'. A constant by definition never changes."
"Bren. Go get your gumboots. Booth just remembered that you're going to need them."
"Um, alright. I'll be right back, then." Booth watched her leave.
"Why did you tell her that? We're going to the woods. She'll need hiking boots, not gumboots."
Booth received an incredulous stare. "As I was saying, you are the ever changing constant. You are always there for her, but in different contexts. You are her partner, her friend, her protector, her shoulder to cry on; you are the ever changing constant. Tell her. Soon. Add 'her lover' to the list I just made."
He had to admit she was right. He nodded his head in agreement, just as Brennan came back. He stood up, put his hand on the small of her back and led her out of the Jeffersonian.
Angela watched them leave with a smile on her face. What she wouldn't give to be there when he told her…
What would YOU give to be there when he tells her? And I know that Matt still exists, but I haven't quite figured out if I want him to get shot by Booth, or just whittle away in unimportantness. XD
I would ask y'all to help me decide, but I think you'd lean in favor of the shooting option.
