(A/N): Hey you guys sorry it took me so long to update but unfortunately I only have internet access at my dad's house. Anyway thank you to you guys who reviewed I used my phone to check and see if I had any and I was jumping up and down and screaming when I saw that I did lol :) Anyways, enough of my ramblings, here is chapter three of When I Look at You.

Chapter 3: I Won't Take No For An Answer

Booth came the next morning to take Bones home.

"Ready to go home?" he asked.

"Yeah it's so boring here. All I do is sit and do nothing." she said. Booth smiled.

"So where's Angela?" Bones asked.

"She's out in the SUV waiting." Booth replied.

"Ah." she said.

Bones hopped up to get her crutches. "Ya know, walking on these things isn't as easy as it looks. And they hurt my armpits." Bones whined.

Booth tried, and failed, to supress a laugh.

"Oh, you think it's funny? I'm serious! You should try walking on these things." Bones said with a hint of playfulness in her voice.

"Sorry." Booth apologized, with a smile still on his face.

Bones smiled too. "No, you're not."

Bones was so busy concentrating on walking with her crutches, she didn't see Booth sneak up behind her. He picked her up bridal style.

"Aah!" she squealed in suprise. "Booth, put me down!"

"Nope, you said you didn't like walking with the crutches, so I'm gonna carry you." he said.

"Booth, this is unnecessary, I can walk by myself." she said

"No, you can't that's why you got crutches, remember?" he said playfully.

Bones rolled her eyes. "Yes, but you know what I meant, Booth."

"Oh come on, do your armpits hurt anymore?" he asked.

She smiled. "No, they don't."

"Then let me carry you." Booth said.

"Ugh, fine." she finally gave in.

Booth smiled and carried her out to the SUV.

Later That Day at Bones' Apartment

"Thanks a lot Booth, Angela is probably going to ask me a million questions as to why you were carrying me." Bones said.

Booth smiled. "Yeah, and she's probably gonna ask you a million more questions as to why I'm going to be here taking care of you insead of at the Jeffersonian."

Bones' eyes widened. "What?"

Booth smiled at her suprise. "You heard me. I'm not gonna leave you alone with a broken leg." he said.

"Booth-" she started.

"Bones, I already set it up with my boss. He said I can take time off to take care of you." he said.

"Booth, you really didn't need to do that I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself." Bones said.

"I won't take no for an answer, Bones." he said.

"Zack could take my place at the Jeffersonian, Booth. You could work with him." she said.

"No way, uh-uh. I am not working with someone with the mind of a twelve-year-old." he said.

"He does not have the mind of a twelve-year-old, Twelve-year-olds do not do forensic anthropology." she said.

"Bones, it-it would be too weird I mean me without you is like Patrick without Spongebob or a hamburger without french fries." Booth said.

"I am a vegitarian, Booth." she said.

Booth laughed. "That's not the point. What is so wrong with me taking time off to take care of you? Will the world explode or something?"

Bones smiled. She never realized how much this man truly cared for her. "Fine. Bot no carrying me around anymore." she said.

"No promises." he said.

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