It had been a month since the sleepover Jack felt whole and Angela was happy, things were great. Today Jack felt a little uneasy he had something to discuss with Angela, something that might undo what they'd spent the last month repairing or at least change it in a way that they couldn't easily get over.
Jack moved around Angela's tiny kitchen fixing dinner meatloaf mashed potatoes, gravy, carrots, and rolls, Angela's favorite dinner and the only recipes he'd been able to charm out of Greta. Looking at his watch Hodgins smiled, everything was on schedule thanks to Brennan finding things to keep Angela at the lab, giving him time to make the dinner. Just as Hodgins took the rolls from the oven Angela opened the front door.
"Hodgie, I'm home! Bren kept finding all these mock-ups that had to be ran tonight, I'd still be there if Booth hadn't shown up with Abby, claiming she missed her Mommy." Hodgins smiled more; his friends had played their parts perfectly. Angela walked into the kitchen."I feel like sushi, - what is all this?" Angela smiled slowly.
"I wanted to make you dinner."
"You made this? You don't cook."
"I don't, but I can follow Greta's recipes. She made the rolls and dessert, brownies and chocolate chip ice cream."
Angela wrapped her arms around Jack, pulling him close kissing him. "What's for dinner?"
"Meatloaf mashed potatoes, gravy, carrots your favorite dinner."
"Jack what's wrong?"
"Angie, we need to talk about something important, but let's eat first."
Angela didn't want to eat right now, but she didn't want to talk either so, she sat and dug into the best dinner she'd eaten in a long time. After dinner Jack took her hand and walked her over to the couch.
"Angie, the last month has been the best of my life, but I need to go home. I love being here with you, I've let things go with Cantilever this month they're getting testy, they can't do anything of course, but Stan has called my cell 30 times in the last three days. Greta misses me, when I went home to get the recipes yesterday she hugged me so tight, I think she broke a couple ribs! I miss the mansion; its space, the quiet, my toys. I'm not saying I don't love your apartment, I do I just miss home. "
Angela laughed,"Greta has a crush on you, she has for years."
"She's 65 years old!"
"So, she's not blind! Jack, are you wanting me to move in with you?"
"I'd like if you did but I don't want you to do it if you're not ready or don't want to."
"I want to, give me an hour to pack a few things and we can go tonight."
"Are you sure, Angie?
"Yes, don't forget to take the leftover brownies, I missed Greta's brownies!"
Hodgins laughed them smiled he was a lucky man. 45 minutes later they were in their way, with enough of Angela's things to last two weeks.
