"Yes…" he gulped.
"You couldn't just Fed-Ex it over?" she raised her eyebrow and he stopped again.
"What… all the way over…the sea! It wouldn't have been safe! The new Temperance Brennan novel? Come on Bones!" That was good well done! He complimented himself.
"Booth who'd have known! You're acting quite strange Booth! and I don't just mean the flying half way across the world!" Ok not as good as you thought then!
"Well… I…"
"Booth why are you really here? Are you checking up on me?" she started tapping her foot. Oh no I'm in trouble the foots started. I better just tell her.
"I didn't like how we left things Bones. I couldn't let you go for god knows how long, with out argument being the last thing I said to you."
"Booth I left you a message you couldn't have rung me back!"
"I… didn't… Angela…" God what's wrong with me! He thought.
"Booth are you stuttering?" she smiled.
"What!? No… No Bones!" he said composing himself. "Bones…" he put his hand on her cheek, she just looked up at him.
"Temperance?" a voice came from behind them. She turned and he dropped his hand from her face.
"Oh Paul… I thought you were gone!" she said seeing him standing there.
"You left your jacket in the car." he held it out. She stepped forward and took it.
"Thank you." she watched as his gaze shifted to Booth. Booth was looking back at him.
"This a friend?" Paul asked. His tone suggesting he had seen Booth touching her face.
"Oh Yes sorry, this is the phone call I needed to make. He just arrived unexpectedly. This is my partner Seeley Booth. Booth this is Dr Paul Wilson head of archeology at the British Royal Museum."
"Hi." Paul said and he shook his hand.
"Nice to meet you! So you were given the job of showing Bones around London."
"Bones?" he looked at them both in turn.
"It's what he calls me!" she smiled and rolled her eyes, exaggeratedly. Paul nodded, and turned back to Booth.
"Yes I am!"
"Good, good."
"Right so I'll see you tomorrow?" Paul said.
"Yes… Maybe Booth could come? I mean since you're here maybe you should see the facilities!" she looked at Booth, who just smiled.
"Yeah that should be alright." Paul nodded. "I have to go. I'll see you in the morning."
"Great, see you then. Come on Booth!" She said and they all turned their own ways.
Paul watched them walk away and flinched slightly when he saw Booth place a hand on the small of Brennan's back.
"So who's that Bones?" Booth asked.
"I told you an employee at the Museum."
"He seems nice."
"He is, now Booth stop changing the subject and tell me why you're here!" she stopped outside her room. Just do it! Tell her! Tell her you need her to come home!
"Bones, can we talk." He looked at her in all seriousness.
"We are?"
"Inside" he motioned to the door.
"Ok…" She turned and opened the door. She walked in and put her things down on the table inside the door. "…So?" she turned to face him. Just do it Seeley!
"You cant leave Bones! Well I mean you can't stay here! You can't leave us!"
"You said all this already Booth. And it didn't end well!"
"You cant leave me Bones…" That wasn't so hard was it!
"What?"
"I should have told you on Saturday but I couldn't. you just cant leave me!"
"Why because now you have to find a new forensic anthropologist? Because your solve rate will fall? Why?"
"Because… Because I can't imagine my life without you now! Not after everything we've been through." She sat on the edge of the bed, just looking at him. "I've found that I just don't feel right in the evening if I haven't spoken to, or seen you at least once. You're a big part of my life now Bones. And well I wouldn't be able to cope with just and email every few weeks, getting scarcer until they stop altogether. I cant just let you go." Her face changed.
"Booth our relationship is… is built on the cases we solve, work! Coffee remember!"
"Bones we both know that's not true!"
"What we have is strictly platonic!" she said ignoring what he had said.
"That's not true either Bones! I've fallen in love with you!" There I finally said it!
"Booth…" she shook her head, but he put up his hand to stop her.
"You know what, I'm going to go to my own room now and let you think about that because I really couldn't take rational thinking after saying something like that! Good Night Bones I'll talk to you tomorrow." He turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him he sighed and leaned against the door. Taking a few moments to stop his head from spinning he got back up and made his way downstairs to his own room.
Brennan stared at the door after he left. What… she couldn't even think straight! She sighed and then she heard his sigh just at the other side of the wall. Booth loved her. Angela had been right all along. God why was he telling her this now. Why couldn't he have done it forty-eight hours ago when she hadn't made up her mind to go to London. Why couldn't he have told her months ago before she even felt the need to leave. What was she going to do?
"Angela it's me!" Booth said. Finally getting though.
"BOOTH!" she screamed down the phone.
"Ange, volume down!" he laughed.
"So what happened?" her voice still higher then normal.
"Well she wasn't here when I arrived so I went to the lobby to get a drink. She arrived back and saw me sitting there and to be honest I thought she was going to floor me! So we went back to her room and…"
"And!!" Angela interrupted.
"…And I just told her."
"And!!" she said again.
"And nothing! I left the room." He said.
"Why?"
"To give her a chance to think about it! Yeah did you know she likes to do that sometimes?" Angela just laughed. "We'll see what happened tomorrow!"
