SORRY! SORRY! SORRY that's it's been like forever since I updated! Summers ending, school is starting, I've been kinda busy with things. Thanks for all those who reviewed! I really appreciate it! As we all know, summer is coming to a close so I fear this may be one of the last couple of chapters. I may change my mind, however if you really want me to continue. I could finish this chapter and leave the rest to your imagination, or continue the storyline for a while. Thanks for reading! I hope you like it! This story is a "Booth's New Girlfriend- Free" zone. No girlfriend! Gahh! I can't believe the writers would do that to us. Oh, well. I hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: as with everyone else except Hart Hanson and some other people, I DON'T OWN BONES. Oh, and sorry again for not updating sooner!
"Bones."
Brennan turned around staring; searching for the chocolate eyes she knew she loved. Booth. He was here. He was behind her. She threw herself into his sculpted arms, not caring as he nearly fell from the force of her pounce. She inhaled his scent. He was close. She was in his arms. Everything was alright. He bent his down in their embrace and breathed down her neck. Her eyelids fluttered. She hugged him tighter.
"Booth." She choked out. It was silent for a couple of moments. She said his name again, waiting for his reply. He gave her nothing. "Booth." She said again, pain and lack of understanding in her voice. She pressed herself into his chest, to a point where she could not only hear his heartbeat, but she could feel it too. She felt the pulsing, steady rhythm resonating from beneath his shirt. The silence was unnerving her. Temperance pulled away from him, gazing at his expressionless face. Was it… hurt or pain that lingered in his eyes? She tried to read his feelings, but she couldn't. He said nothing. Was it hurt or confusion or lack of sleep that kept him silent? Booth was never like this. Never. So why was he now? Shouldn't he be happy to see her?
Booth kept a straight face as he watched her reaction to presence. He saw joy and relief, then confusion. Bones, Bones, Bones. He thought. Always looking for reasons and evidence and explanations. You never were one for not knowing. Loss singed his heart; the fact that she was in love with someone else made him want to crash and burn to the ground. So, you go off and fall in love someone else, but when I arrive, you get all happy and now you act like you're the one who's all confused? Jeez, Bones make up your mind!
"Booth, please say something." She pleaded, her eyes looking extraordinary and filled with a genuine emotion that she didn't find illogical for once: fear. She was afraid. Afraid that he had moved on, that she had missed her chance. Scared of what he would say. Scared because he wasn't saying anything. Grabbing his suit lapels, she pulled him closer to her in an attempt to get a better look at his face as she stared him down.
"Kinda gonna wrinkle my suit there, Bones." Booth said, glancing at her hands that were white with her tight grip. A flood of relief and another emotion she could not name washed over Temperance when he spoke her name. Boonneesss. She replayed his words in slow motion in her head. The thought sent a chill of desire down her spine. The corners of her mouth twitched, and then formed a smile.
"Bones," He hesitated. "Bones, why'd you move on? I mean…" he couldn't find the right words so he just stopped. He heard her inhale sharply. They both felt the need to fill the awkward silence.
"I missed you."
"I missed you." They spoke at the same time. Looking sheepishly at each other, Brennan swallowed. Her eyes narrowing, she spoke," Booth, I waited for you. I just got here today. I don't know what you mean."
It was Booth's turn to feel confused. "But, no, I saw you at the airport. You ran into his arms like a young couple. You don't just go around hugging random strangers. Who was he?"
"Ohhhhhh." Brennan smiled, for she finally knew what Booth was talking about. "Booth, you need to calm down. I know you alpha male side feels threatened, but you're overreacting." She looked into his eyes and he saw her honesty. Her eyes slid to his lips, their perfection evident when he spoke some more. She licked her lips and looked back up to his eyes, wondering what a kiss would taste like. Of course she knew what he felt and tasted like, but she wanted this kiss to be different.
"Bones, I saw you. I'm not overreacting." He stared at her. He was clearly frustrated.
"Booth," she said as she took his hands, "I hugged Hodgins. I don't love him. I was happy to see one of my good friends whom I have gone a whole year without. See? This is exactly why you should never come to a conclusion without having all of the evidence. It prevents things like this from happening."
Wow. Booth thought. Normally she's the one who needs me to calm her down and explain things to her. So she's stolen my duties and my heart. Damn, I love her. "That makes sense. I guess." His brow furrowed. "Why'd you hug him? And where was Angela?"
Their faces were still inches apart and even though she loosened her grip on his suit they remained close. Brennan inhaled his scent. His presence intoxicated her. "Ange was in the bathroom. The timing of my arrival simply made it impossible for Angela to be the first one to hug me. She came back quickly, though. You must have missed that part." It was quiet as Booth processed her words.
"Oh." He said softly. Well, that makes perfect sense. He thought. But his heart was still wrenched and wrangled. She was staring at his face and wondering why he looked so hurt. Shouldn't he be relieved that she had provided an explanation for her hug? Clearly, she was missing something when it came to reading people. Had she hurt him? She'd only seen him for 10 minutes this entire year and he was already upset.
"Bones, I know you're pregnant. I heard Angela screaming when I talked to Hodgins. I know you took a test. You kinda need a guy to get pregnant…" and I thought you wanted my baby. He said the last part in his head as his words trailed off. Brennan understood now. That's why he's so upset. He thinks I'm pregnant. She thought. Booth was silent. A part of him still hurt a part that could only be hurt by Brennan. She was that special to him. Only Bones and Parker could twist and pull at his heart like this. She smiled. She's smiling. Why is she smiling? This is a very serious thing that can affect our relationship. WOW, I sound like Sweets. Booth thought. She started to speak, but Booth cut her off.
"Oh, God, you are pregnant, aren't you?" She could see him holding his emotions back, trying to keep a calm face and acting like he was cool with it.
"Booth. I'm not pregnant. Did you honestly believe that?" She said this slowly and surely, making sure that Booth understood her. It was like talking to a kindergartner; speak slowly so they don't misunderstand you. She watched in curiosity as he took in her words. She saw the emotions on his face, and surprisingly recognized a few. Surprise. Relief. Realization. Hurt. Embarrassment. Calm. Content.
"So you're not…" She shook her head. "Oh." He stopped and thought. "Then who is? Someone got a positive, and if you didn't then who did?" He asked. Brennan opened her mouth to reply but he beat her to it. "It was Angela?" It was more of a statement than a question.
Brennan smiled in amaziemnet. "How'd you know that?" her eyes were wide. Grinning at her surprise, he answered cockily.
"Bones, once you were out of the picture it seemed kinda obvious. Angela and Hodgins are in love, they went to Paris. You can put two and two together."
"Yes, I can. Two plus two is four, or did you mean two times two, because that would still be four. But I don't see how that's relevant." She stared clueless at him.
He sighed. "Of course you don't, Bones. I just meant to say that they're in love and I think in their relationship a baby would be nice." She shifted her gaze uncomfortably, not willing to meet his eyes.
"I wanted a baby. But I know I could never love somebody without thinking of you first. And I know it would bother you if I loved someone else. Cuz we're partners. Nothing else. Just… partners, mostly." They were standing a bit further from each other now, an awkward mist looming around them.
Booth was surprised. He knew Sweets had his weird psychotherapy ideas about them affecting each other, but he never thought Brennan would admit to it. She said that she could never love someone without thinking of him first. I guess this is her way of confessing love or something. He thought. She tapped her foot to fill the silence. Booth clicked his tongue and sucked his cheeks. After a minute he said, "Soo… how was Maluki?" his question seemed sincere.
She grimaced. "Booth. It's Maluku. I've said it numerous times; you should have caught on by now." She saw his smile and realized that he was just teasing her. "Oh, you were being… "She didn't need to finish. Deciding to answer his question she said, "My time in Maluku was excellent. I enjoyed myself and I was glad to get back to the history aspect of archaeology and anthropology, rather than murder and death."
Booth wasn't paying attention to her words. He was noting her features and how much he missed seeing her blue eyes wide with enthusiasm for her work. He traced her lips with his eyes as his body shivered with the feeling of love. Shivering with the longing for the love of Temperance Brennan. The same Temperance who was still rambling off about who knows what, until he took her face in his hands. She stopped her babbling and stared at him. "Booth. What are you-"she was silenced with his lips meeting hers.
She was taken off guard, but she didn't pull away. This felt so right. Her words washed away as her feelings took over. No thinking. She thought. Do what Booth would do: go with your gut. She wrapped her hands around his neck as one of his hands slid from her face to her waist, pressing her closer to him. He felt her breath in her mouth, and knew that she was kissing back. Nothing would come between them. Unless she ran away in a cab like she did six years ago. He gently began to pull away from her, at which she craned her neck forward in feeble attempts to keep her lips connected with his. She looked up at him in confusion.
"Sorry." He murmured. "I don't know what came over me."
"I do." It was Brennan's turn to seize his face in her hands and parted his lips with hers.
"Bones, we need to talk first." He broke away again. It wasn't like this kissing was against his will, he had started it, but now, he just needed a little encouragement.
"We can talk later." Brennan growled. Whooaaa. Booth thought. He had never seen his Bones this intense or animalistic before. She seemed… different.
"Bones." He said in to her lips.
"Booth." She answered back. He stopped moving his lips and was gently pinning her arms to her sides. "Booth." She said again, but this time it was a whine. "It's not nearly as satisfying if I'm the only one participating in this kiss." Her words were full of hurt and confusion.
"Bones. Stop. We need to talk about this. I'm serious. Don't you think this is a little sudden? I mean, I haven't seen you in a year." His words stung.
"There has been six years of foreplay, the only logical thing you could do is not put this off any longer. And don't you dare say this is to sudden when you are the one who started this kiss and you are the one who was ready to give us a shot. Booth, you need to make up your mind." Brennan was agitated now. Why couldn't he understand? Did he not love her anymore?
"Well, yeah, but Bones I think you're tired and I'm tired and I think we should just rest and then we can sort this out."
"Boooothh!" she groaned. "I. Am. Not. Tired. Why are you being so difficult? I thought you had feelings for me. Clearly I was mistaken!" She clenched her jaw and her eyes were aflame. Yeah, she was pretty frustrated with her partner.
"Bones." He lowered his voice. "I still love you and I still want to give us a try. But not like this. We can't rush into a one night stand that will end with you running off to Maluku again! It could tear us apart if we aren't careful. We need to take this slow, and I do agree that we have had a lot of foreplay but we shouldn't hit a home run until we are sure this is what we want." He looked at her, hoping to see understanding in his eyes. He wanted her so badly. But he didn't want to hurt her. What kind of lover leaves their partner, lover, best friend with a broken mind and a closed heart?
"Booth, what does basketballs have to do with our relationship?" This conversation was just confusing her even more.
"Baseball. A home run is in baseball, Bones. It's, just never mind, okay?" he rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"You know, I haven't been in a relationship all year. I do have some… bodily urges that need satisfying. And you look a little," she looked at him up and down. "Uptight." Booth gaped at her. Wow, there was something in Maluku's water, because Bones was all… different.
"Bones! Why are you acting like, all, I don't know, like…" He searched for the word. She shot a glare at him.
"I am fine, Booth. I guess you don't want to help me. I obviously mean nothing to you, since I was so easy for you to forget and you left for Afghanistan to be away from me. I thought I was supposed to be the one who was unsure of relationships. Booth, I am ready. Why are you running from this?" Brennan was staring him down.
"I'm not, I'm just… I, I am just…" He stuttered. "Bones?" Her eyes went wide. Wide and livid. Oh, god what did I say? He thought. But when he heard something else, it all clicked together. That better not be who I think it is. Booth turned to see why she was so still.
"You know, this is just fascinating! Do you know what this means and how it's going to affect your work relationship? I mean, it's just like 'WOW'. You guys have truly fascinating relationship dynamics. "
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