Their first day together... getting closer and closer...

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"Bones... Bones..."

Brennan's eyes flickered at her name before opening completely. She was laying on Booth's couch still, and judging by the light in his apartment, it was a little after dawn. A little after dawn and she should still be asleep.

"Bones?"

Her eyes moved to the man in front of her- the cause of her disturbed sleep. He stood before her in nothing but black boxer briefs and his tousled hair; he sure did look good for someone who just had major surgery. For anyone, actually. "Booth, what's wrong?"

"My head hurts..." he sounded like a child in a mans body.

She instantly sat up in bed, "Is it your stitches or does it feel like your brain?"

"Sorry, its my stitches," he realized he was accidentally causing her alarm. "The doctor gave you my pain medication. I didn't want to wake you but I couldn't find it."

Brennan sighed in relief. Head aches were something she was supposed to watch for as his caregiver, "Sorry, Booth. I think they're in my purse." Brennan pulled back her covers and went on the hunt for her handbag as Booth sat on the couch. Moments later she returned with two pills and a tall glass of cold water, "Here. They're strong, you won't have to take the next one for another eight hours."

Booth tossed the pills back and chased them with the water, "You're not a morning person, are you Bones?"

"I don't know what that means," she propped herself up on the other side of the couch surrounded by her pillow and blanket. No... she was not a morning person. "You should probably eat something..." Brennan sprang back up and suddenly returned with a muffin. "The medication may unsettle your stomach. This will help."

Booth looked down at the muffin; chocolate?

"Is something wrong, Booth?"

"Who eats chocolate muffins for breakfast?" He assumed it must be something she bought for herself.

She laughed, "You do. You always order chocolate muffins. Personally, I think its disgusting. Like having chocolate cake for breakfast- but that's why you like it. You love chocolate cake." She began to yawn and stretch back on her bed; soon to be sound asleep.

Booth just watched her as he began to nibble on the muffin. It was a little rich for a morning meal... but not too bad. He hated not being able to remember such simple things but he hoped it would improve. Once he was done, he noticed the soft breathing of his partner- it hadn't taken her long to fall back asleep. He grabbed the blanket he was sitting on and covered her with it, careful not to disturb her again. He was about to turn around and head back to his room when he was met with an overwhelming desire. Booth leaned down and placed a light kiss to her temple.

"Booth..." she smiled through her sleep.

He turned around and returned to his own bed.

The day past in a similar rhythm as this; she would take care of him while he stood back in wonder of her. He liked her attentiveness towards him, but every time he came across another blank space in his mind, he began to get more and more frustrated. It was at dinner that night where he finally snapped.

Brennan had made him grilled cheese using his grandfather's directions. When Booth asked where his grandfather was, she had to inform him that his grandfather was in a nursing home on the other side of town. Booth had completely forgotten. He threw down his fork and stormed off to his room. How could he have forgotten the man that took care of him when he was a kid? He could deal with forgetting the foods he liked or where he kept things in his apartment- but he couldn't deal with forgetting the people who mattered in his life.

Brennan knocked softly on his bedroom door. Suddenly Booth was overwhelmed with shame for storming out on her like that, "You can come in, Bones. I'm sorry about all that."

She opened the door to find him setting on the foot of his bed; head in his hands but he wasn't crying. "I'm sorry, Booth."

"Hey- its not you're fault. You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just... I'm just mad. I shouldn't forget things like this," he scooted over so she could sit down next to him.

Brennan hated seeing him in pain like this and found herself at a loss for a way to comfort him. He was usually the one comforting her. Not the other way around. She wrapped her arm around his, "You didn't actually forget, Booth. The memory is still present... you just need to be reminded."

"Yeah, well, I shouldn't need to be reminded about things like this."

"Booth, you just had major surgery. You had a tumor... you have to allow yourself some recovery time," she sat her chin on his shoulder. In the past she had never dared to touch him so intimately- and it still wasn't even that intimate. But she remembered how when she was upset he would always hold her and it helped. Maybe this would help him even is she couldn't find the words. "You should try not to get upset. Its important that you rest right now."

"I just don't like operating at less than a hundred percent," he swung his arms around her body and pulled her close to him. "Thank you for making me dinner, Bones."

Suddenly uncomfortably aware of there closeness; she pulled herself from his arms. "It's getting cold, we should probably eat."

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