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Booth, Williams and Benoit had been given the green light by Agent Thomas and whoever had the best shot had been told to take it. The bank robber was panicking and talking about killing the child and then himself. He kept screaming that he didn't want to go back to jail and if he didn't have a future then neither would the child. Once Booth had arrived on the roof, Booth had found the best location with the best angle and when the hostage taker had leaned over the boy and pressed his gun against the boy's head, Booth had shot him. It was a tricky shot; but, Booth knew he could do it and he did.
After the sounds of his shot had stopped reverberating around them, Booth had lowered his rifle and then crossed himself. Turning around, Booth walked past Williams and Benoit and over to the stairwell. Deciding that he needed a little time, Booth walked down the stairs instead of using the elevator. Booth didn't want to think about what had just happened. Not yet.
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Sweets standing outside of the building, waited for Booth to come down from the rooftop. He had overheard Agent Thomas say that Booth had been the one that had took the shot. Sweets' guess had been correct. Watching the main entrance, Sweets had seen that Williams and Benoit were the first ones out of the building. Thomas had asked them where Booth was; but, they had said that they didn't know. They had taken the elevator and hadn't seen Booth on the way down. Sweets, guessing that Booth was taking his time quietly waited for Booth to exit the building.
After awhile, Booth emerged from the building with his rifle in his left hand. Looking at Agent Thomas, Booth stepped past Sweets and started walking back to his truck. Thomas knew what Booth was going through and let him leave. He'd arrange to meet with Booth as soon as he could for Booth's debriefing.
Sweets, deciding that Booth shouldn't be alone, walked slowly behind Booth. Arriving at Booth's SUV, Booth took off his vest and placed his rifle back into his case in the back of the SUV. While Booth was doing that, Sweets took his vest off and got into the passenger side of the SUV. Waiting, Sweets tried to think of how he wanted to handle the situation. He knew that Booth was the best at his job and yet Booth hated the fact that being the best meant that someone died.
Booth, slowly walking around to the driver's side of the SUV had opened the door when his phone rang. Not looking at who was calling him, he answered, "Special Agent Booth."
Relieved, Brennan said, "Booth, I just wanted to make sure you're alright. I watched the bank holdup on the news. Are you alright?"
Smiling, Booth said, "Of course. I wasn't in any danger, Bones. I was across the street."
Relieved, Brennan said, "Would you like to meet me for lunch?"
Looking down the street towards the bank, Booth said, "I have some things I have to do; so, I'll have to take a rain check Bones."
Sighing, Brennan said, "Booth, you did what you had to do. You didn't do anything wrong."
Frowning, Booth said, "I know. I'm ok, Bones. Don't worry about it. I'll see you tonight. I love you."
Worried, Brennan said, "I love you too Booth."
Ending the call, Booth stepped up into the truck and slid onto the driver's side seat. Putting the key into the ignition, Booth sat back and stared out of the windshield. Not moving, Booth stared at the sky and watched some birds that were flying between the buildings.
Sweets, respecting Booth's mood, didn't say anything. He kept his eyes forward and watched a patrolman get into his car and drive away.
Booth, finally remembering that he wasn't alone, turned to Sweets and said, "Put your seatbelt on."
Frowning, Sweets did as Booth asked.
Seeing Sweets locked into his seat, Booth turned the key in the ignition and started his truck. Signaling, Booth moved the truck into the street and slowly wove his way around patrol cars and then back into traffic.
They had driven a block when Sweets said, "You need to put your seatbelt on Booth."
Ignoring him, Booth continued to drive slowly down the street.
Seeing that Booth was ignoring him, Sweets cleared his throat and said, "I know you promised Dr. Brennan to wear your seatbelt, Booth. Why aren't you wearing it?"
Glancing at Sweets, Booth said, "Mention my seatbelt one more time and I'll make you eat it."
Realizing that the seatbelt was a small issue, Sweets closed his mouth and stared straight ahead. "Hey, it's no skin off of my nose if Dr. Brennan finds out he isn't wearing it," Sweets thought.
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Even Sweets is bugging Booth about his seat belt. What do you think of my story so far?