Hey! Well here's the new chapter! It's a mix of fluffiness and tears.
Thanks to everyone who takes the time to review, and I hope you like it!
Thanks to lilcherub for helping me with my grammar : )
"Agent Booth?" David said looking at the man sitting on Tempe's couch. "Isn't it a little early for you two to be working?
"With Bones it's never too early to work" and who said we were working, he mumbled to himself.
Bones was still standing at the door, frozen. Her mind was running at 100 mph, she knew things were different between her and David. She couldn't be with him anymore; not after kissing Booth
"And why are you here so early? Didn't have any other cyber-girlfriends to visit?
"Nope, and what's with you and technology?"
"I don't have a problem with technology; with you on the other hand…"
"I don't get the hostility. If you haven't noticed by now you're Tempe's PARTNER and nothing else. You two made that very clear the first time we met"
"Things can change, you know" Booth said smirking.
"Well I don't think your relationship is going to change, I've talked to her about this and she made it very clear that she is only your colleague and nothing more."
Well David I believe you've been misinformed he thought, while a smile spread across his face
"So Tempe, I was thinking we could go out and get some breakfast" he said smiling to her and thinking he had won the fight.
"We were kind of in the middle of something" Booth said before Brennan could say anything.
"Well, I think Temperance should take a little break from her job, after all it is Saturday and you have all week to take care of criminals."
Booth was desperately trying to calm his desires to wipe the smile off David's face.
"Don't you agree with me, Tempe?" he said rubbing her arm
"Huh? Yeah, sure" she said, not knowing what she was agreeing too. She hadn't listened to a word of Booth and David's argument. She was so immersed in her thoughts that she didn't even hear what David was asking.
Seeley felt devastated; she had chosen to be with David, after all that had happen last night…He stood up and started walking to the door.
Temperance saw Booth leaving and abruptly returned to reality.
"Booth, wait!" He was too hurt to look back.
"Bye Agent Booth" David said smirking. "Whatever Dick" he replied and walked through the door.
"So where do you want to go get breakfast?"
"What?" she had to go get Booth, she had to explain. David wasn't what she wanted anymore, he wasn't Booth.
"David I'm sorry, I have to go."
"But Tempe"
"I… I can't let him leave like this"
"But he's just your partner Tempe, we're in a relationship"
She gave him a look and he immediately understood. He was no longer what she desired. He knew this would eventually happen; he had realized that there was something between Booth and Temperance on the day they met. He was just hoping she was too stubborn to notice it.
Temperance didn't waste any time and took the stairs to the building's parking lot.
She saw Booth opening his car door.
"Booth… Don't leave" she said, catching her breath.
"You already made your choice, Temperance" he said without looking directly at her
"Booth, I was too wrapped up in my thoughts, I swear I didn't hear what David said"
"Why do you want me here Temperance?" he needed to know what she really wanted. He was tired of guessing.
"I don't know Booth. I just do"
"That's not an intelligent answer Bones, I think you can do better than that"
"I've never felt this way before Booth; I don't know how to tell you"
"Try…"
She wasn't sure how to explain her emotions, so she let her brain do what her heart couldn't "Well, biochemically speaking my brain is generating more Dopamine and Norepinephrine. These monoamines are causing…."
"What the hell are you talking about Bones!"
"It's a new theory Booth. The hypothesis says that love can be explained analyzing the amount of certain hormones and chemicals in our bodies. For example, physical and emotional cues processed through the brain trigger the release of oxytocin, this hormone can…"
"You always do this! I want to know what you're feeling I don't need a medical explanation of love. Tell me what's in you heart Bones, not in your head"
"I was trying to explain that Booth, and you interrupted me"
He was starting to lose it "I need to know that you trust me, open up to me like you did last night. Please don't tell me it was all because of the wine."
All of a sudden her instinct told her that she should start lifting her walls once again. If she didn't there was a big chance she was going to get hurt yet again. "Why does everything have to be about emotions with you Booth? Why can't you be rational?"
"Because that's how normal people express the way they feel, Bones. They don't do it with medical mumbo-jumbo; they do it with passion, they don't hold back. You don't take any chances, you're always too afraid of doing anything, scared of getting hurt. Well newsflash Bones, if you don't take any risks you're never going to be happy. You need to let someone in, otherwise you're going to be alone for the rest of your life."
Booth's words came out harsher than he had intended. He looked into her eyes. They were emanating pain and disappointment.
She shut her eyes tight trying to hold back the tears, noticing how sensitive of a person she was becoming. His words were echoing in her head "you're going to be alone for the rest of your life". All of a sudden her face broke and she began to cry. Tears sprung from her eyes and slid down her cheeks.
Booth was standing in front of her; he immediately regretted telling her that. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. And there she was in front of him crying and all because of him. How could he make her understand that he was in love with her? That all he wanted was to kiss her, hold her and protect her for the rest of his life. He walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Booth, don't... Just leave" she said staring at the floor and getting away from his arms. She hated to cry, especially in front of him, she didn't want to seem weak.
"But…" Temperance didn't let him finish. She walked to the elevator and disappeared
Booth was no longer mad at her for not telling him what she felt, he was angry at himself. How can you be so stupid? He said while reaching for the car keys in his pocket.
Temperance entered her apartment, David had left. She sat on the couch feeling miserable. A few hours ago she was there with Booth, she was happy, she was being honest with him and now all she felt was a huge void inside her heart.
In these past few weeks I've cried more than in 15 years, she thought.
Booth was driving to his house feeling terrible. The wonderful night they had shared was destined to be nothing more than a memory. Why did she have to be so stubborn?
He got to his house in no time. He opened the door and headed straight for the fridge. He grabbed a beer and turned on the TV. He couldn't stop thinking about her, it was driving him crazy. God, she must be with him. That bastard is probably still in her apartment and now he's consoling her. He was so pissed off! He stood up and started walking from one end of the room to the other. He kept imagining him next to his Bones; kissing her, touching her, holding her. He punched his living room wall in an attempt to release some of his frustration. The outcome was something different, he felt even more frustrated and now his knuckles were bleeding.
Temperance was still sitting in her living room, feeling even worse, if possible. She felt her throat tighten and her eyes were glistening with tears. "It's not fair," she sobbed, she was letting out everything she felt. "Everything has always been taken away from me!" Memories of her mother, her father, her childhood, everything came flooding back.
But now it was her fault, not Booth's, he hadn't left, she had made him leave. Suddenly she understood what Booth was trying to say, she was feeling an excruciating pain in her chest; her heart was aching for Booth.
She took a few deep breaths and wiped the tears off her face. Then she stood up and grabbed her car keys; she needed to see him.
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