Ten Times Brennan Felt Something for Booth

by missfand0m

"She couldn't explain this feeling, this want. It was foreign to her, yet she didn't want it to go. Which made absolutely no sense at all because why would she want to feel more pain?" A collage of what Brennan was thinking during some of my favorite B&B moments from seasons 1-5. T for a little cursing, but it's really not that bad. I'm just paranoid.

3. Puzzle

There was an explosion.

Then the world was spinning and there was lots of things shattering and there was fire and everything went black.

.§. .§.

Her ears were ringing and her head hurt and she wasn't sure what injures she had sustained. She did know that Booth was getting out of the car and telling her to not to move, which she was okay with for the time being.

He came around to her side of the car and put his torso through her window. "Okay," he said, adjusting his grip on her. "Put your arm underneath my shoulder. Come on, you ready?"

She groaned an affirmative, not really able to do much else while her face was buried in his shoulder.

"On three." Booth solidified his stance and counted down. "One, two, three. Move!"

He grunted as he pulled her out of the taxi while she kept saying, "I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm okay, I'm okay."

Booth dragged her over to the sidewalk and set her down saying, "Here. Get over here." He flopped down next to her and continued, "The paramedics are on their way."

Brennan was annoyed that this whole mess had happened in the first place. She lashed out at Booth, who was being obnoxiously calm. "He knew who we were because I was sitting up front."

Booth rolled his eyes. "No, it was because of your bad acting, that's what it was."

Her anger flared. "What? Back at the vau-? I was good!"

"No, you were loud." He looked at her pointedly. "That's what they call overacting."

She was going to win this argument whether he liked it or not. "Well, you shouldn't have shushed me! That's how he knew!"

Booth ignored her and started questioning a nearby agent about the truck and the motorcyclist.

Brennan sat there silently fuming until she realized, she shouldn't be mad at Booth. He wasn't able to control that situation more then her and Gormogon had probably known about the truck already. He was always one step ahead of them somehow. Even so, she would catch him eventually. All the pieces of the puzzle would come together perfectly like one of her skull reconstructions or like the silver skeleton Gormogon was so desperate to make.

She stared at Booth's form, wondering how he worked because he was a very intricate, complicated puzzle that defied all her logic. He was definitely her most interesting puzzle, but she wasn't sure she would ever be able to put all pieces together correctly.