Crazy Little Thing Called Love
April 2011
It was a subtle change, insignificant in the ebb and flow of the busy work day and especially not very noteworthy in the sterile but bustling-with-activity confines of the Medico-Legal Lab.
But it was there. Had been there, possibly for weeks. And she had missed it.
Cam had just stepped out of autopsy looking for Angela, who admittedly wouldn't be hard to find as she generally spent her mid-days resting on her office sofa, when she noticed Booth and Dr. Brennan together outside the latter's office. The partners stood close, something that had been happening more and more lately. With the self-imposed, chasm-like distance Booth had tried to put between them while Hannah was around, Cam had often wondered if their past so-unpartner-like intimacy would ever re-materialize. Smiling with relief that everything in their little world was righting itself, she moved towards them, intent on pulling Brennan into her case update with Angela, when it happened.
Booth leaned almost imperceptibly forward, and then reached up to move a loose tendril of hair off Brennan's forehead. His hand lingered for a moment, brushing down the cascade of her locks to her shoulder, where it rested while his thumb rubbed small circles on the exposed skin of her collarbone. In what looked to be a practiced response, Brennan's own hand came up to cover Booth's briefly, before moving up along his arm to his shoulder, and then behind his back. She stepped even closer and placed her palm against the small of his back over his suit jacket, pressing lightly. Then, as if they had choreographed it, they both dropped their hands and took a step away from each other.
Shaking herself out of her dazed observation of the partners, Cam turned quickly on her heel and headed back to her own office, before remembering her original destination. She turned again and found herself standing face to face with Booth.
Noticing her confusion he asked, "Everything okay, Camille?"
"Fine." She nodded and half-grinned, "How 'bout you, Seeley? Everything okay?"
He smiled, and she was happy to note it was a contented smile that she hadn't seen from her friend in a long, long time. "Good. Everything is real good."