In Another Life

Disclaimer: I wish I owned Bones. Maybe I wouldn't be a broke college student then.

Summary: BoothxBrennan JackxAngela Maybe Booth and Brennan will get together in this lifetime…

A/N: You guys are awesome! Ya'll are giving me the motivation I need to keep going.

Chapter Three

When she was in her apartment, Brennan made sure the door was locked and she wandered into her kitchen. She felt like she was in a daze and everything around her seemed distorted. Why was this bothering her so much? Was it because of how close she had felt to him? That must have been it. It was the only logical reason she could currently think of.

She reached into her fridge for a bottle of water and realized that her hands were shaking slightly. Closing her refrigerator door quickly and forgetting about the water, she took a deep breath and shoved her hands into her pockets. Her eyes fell upon her cell phone and she walked over to it. She stared at it for a long while, slowly becoming conscious of the fact that her phone was telling her she had a missed call and a voicemail. Ignoring both of these facts, the forensic anthropologist dialed a familiar number and waited for her friend to answer.

Booth, who was entering his own place, riffled through his pocket and grabbed his phone. "Booth," he answered as he cradled the phone between his ear and his shoulder, unlocking his door.

"Booth, it's me," Brennan said softly, noticing how her voice trembled slightly. She pressed her lips together and closed her eyes, gathering her thoughts and wits. She had to stay calm. She was fine, alive and breathing. I'm just shaken up, I'll be okay…

Booth stood in his doorway, using his hand now to hold the phone to his ear. "Bones, are you okay?"

"I saw Hastings. Well…actually, he tried to kidnap me. I think." She responded calmer than before. She was gradually regaining control of her emotions. The adrenaline she had felt outside was waning and the fatigue was tugging at her body.

"I'm coming over," Booth announced, turning around and leaving the way he came. "No arguments either," he added as he locked the door and headed back for his car.

Temperance smiled from relief, glad that she didn't have to ask him to come. "I wasn't planning on arguing, unless you would like me to."

"All I want you to do right now is stay where you are." Seeley paused, now standing in front of the driver's side door of his car. "Where are you anyway?"

"I'm in my apartment. You don't have to come over, Booth."

"I'm already on my way, Bones. Just stay there and keep the door locked." Booth ended the call and tossed his cell phone onto the passenger's seat, starting the car and hitting the gas pedal.

The car ride to Bones' apartment was probably one of the longest car rides Booth had ever taken. Booth had to convince himself that she was okay and alive, probably just shaken. He wouldn't, however, feel better until he saw her in person. So, when he got to her apartment building, he quickly parked and headed up to her apartment. He knocked on the door lightly.

Brennan froze and looked at the door. She licked her lips and stood up, walking halfway toward it. "Who is it?" She called out, a small fear within her saying that perhaps it was Hastings.

"It's me, Bones," Booth answered, relief finally starting to wash over him when he heard her voice.

"Hi," Temperance greeted softly when she opened the door. "Can…Can I have a guy hug?" She whispered, making Booth chuckle softly. In a way, they both knew that there wasn't such a thing as a "guy hug" between a girl and a guy. Calling it a "guy hug", however, made things feel a lot less awkward.

"Come here," he murmured, opening his arms and letting her in.

Once his arms were wrapped around her, Brennan practically melted against his body. She noted how they seemed to fit, almost perfectly. "I was so freaked out, Booth. The look I saw in his eyes…" she shuddered and he wrapped his arms around her tighter.

"It's okay, Bones. Have you called the police?"

Temperance looked up at Booth. "No…I…I didn't think to…It didn't cross my mind…"

It hadn't crossed his mind either until that moment. "I'll do it." Booth told her, keeping an arm wrapped around her as he led her back into her apartment. He shut and locked the door behind them and then led her to the couch. "Just sit here. Do you want something to eat or drink?"

"Booth, I'm fine." Brennan sat down and looked up at her partner, forcing a tiny smile onto her lips.

"That means you want water, right?" Booth asked, ignoring her comment and walking toward her fridge. He could tell she wasn't fine. She was pale and the panic still lingered in her eyes. He saw the change when he arrived. Color rose into her lips and cheeks. Her eyes had a little bit of their old shine to them. It's probably just a coincidence. She'd look the same if Angela had showed up instead of me. But a small voice within Booth countered, she called you, not Angela.

Brennan genuinely smiled this time and shook her head. "Water is fine."

Bones' voice knocked him back to reality and he almost forgot what he was doing. He retrieved a bottle of water and brought it over to her. His hand grabbed her chin lightly once the bottle was in her hands and it tilted her head to face him. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Temperance reached up with a hand and took his, moving it away from her face. But she didn't let it go.

A/N: Not the end! Not the end, so no panicking. It's just a cute note to leave off on.

And a side note: according to my spell/grammar checker, I don't have fragments in this chapter. I know, it could be wrong, but fragments have been my weakness and not seeing any green lines makes me happy.

Don't be surprised if the next chapter takes me a while to upload. I'm trying to upload a chapter every other day, but this next one might have to wait until Thursday or Friday...I have a final on Thursday.