Author's Note: Here's a little fluff for everyone! Yay!
We reached the Jeffersonian and I instantly sprinted inside. I could hear Booth yell my name, but I kept pushing myself forward. My mind kept reminding me that we had a serial killer loose and that motivated me to get to work—immediately. I quickly swiped my card in the security terminal and ran up the steps.
"Doctor Brennan," Hodgins said watching me quickly write Robert Edward Kelley on a piece of paper. "Where's the fire?" I looked up, confusion in my eyes.
"I don't know what that means."
"He means, why are you running around, sweetie?" Angela clarified and asked at the same time. I ignored her question.
"Zack!" I called. My wonderful assistant ran towards me.
"Yes, Doctor Brennan?" He replied.
"Get on the FBI's network and search for anyone named 'Robert Edward Kelly' in the nearby area." Zack nodded and went to the computer.
"Dr. Brennan?" Cam's voice came as she walked over from her office. "What's going on?"
"Cam," I said. "We have another serial killer on our hands."
There was a moment of shocked silence as everyone relived the memories of the last one we had had. They weren't pleasant memories.
"How do you know?" Cam finally questioned. I pointed to Booth who was wheeling the Professor inside.
"Oh my God," Angela whispered. "He looks exactly like that man in the X-Men movie. What was his name?"
"Charles Xavier." Hodgins answered.
"Comics are illogical at a time like this." Zack told them. I sent him a glare that instantly had him getting back to work. "Here's your list, Dr. Brennan." I quickly walked over to him and read the list.
"Good, now find out which ones are the closet to the grocery store where victim one was found."
"Could someone please explain to me what is going on?" Cam exclaimed exasperated.
"I don't have time now." I told her as I grabbed the list that Zack had printed. "Ask Booth." I then ran back down the stairs and towards my car. I could hear Angela yell my name and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cam talking to Booth.
I got to the parking garage and pulled out my keys to my car. Looking at the list, I saw that the nearest Robert Edward Kelley was on 145 Pine Street which was about five minutes away from the grocery store. I cursed and quickly opened my door and prepared to get in.
A strong arm jerked me back.
"Bones!" Booth exclaimed, out of breath. "What the heck do you think you're doing?" I tried to force my arm out of his grip, but Booth continued to hold on.
"I'm going to check on another Robert Edward Kelley since he's the most probable victim." Booth loosened his grip slightly and met my gaze.
"You mean to tell me that you were going to go to the site of where the next murder is most likely to take place without any help or weapons?"
"I'm trained in martial arts, Booth." I reminded him. I really didn't like to be treated like an illogical child.
"Bones, you're dressed in a frickin' ball gown for God's sake!" Booth yelled angrily. I bowed my head in shame.
"I just . . . wanted to be of some use." Booth's expression softened.
"I know Bones, I know." He answered. I felt tears well up in my eyes.
"I just—I don't want it to be like it was with Epps!" I cried, tears falling from my eyes. "I felt so useless! And now, I'm being totally illogical by crying and—" Sobs took my voice away.
Booth looked at me for a second and I could tell he was debating whether to do something or not. Finally, he gently let go of my arm and opened his arms. I looked up.
"C'mere." He said quietly, an unknown emotion in his eyes.
I hesitated.
"It's a guy hug, Bones." He informed me. "Just take it." I nodded and went into his open embrace. His arms closed and I buried my face in his chest and let it all out. Booth was probably one of the only people—Angela and my family being the others—that had ever seen me cry. For some reason, I felt much more comfortable around Booth than I did other people. There was something about him that could make me open up and 'embrace the emotions' to quote Sweets.
"Booth," I sobbed.
"Shush," He interrupted, rubbing my back with his warm hands. "It's going to be ok."
"Promise?" I felt childish for asking, but a part of me wanted to hear his reply.
"Promise." He answered and I believed it. He let me go and I recovered myself.
"How do I look?" I asked, hoping that my eyes weren't red and puffy. No one could know that I cried.
"Beautiful." He whispered. "Now, let's get changed and then we'll both go see this man, ok?"
"Ok." I answered.
"Good." We both headed towards the Jeffersonian.
And I wondered for a second if something had changed between us.
Nah, probably not.
Author's Note: That Brennan, stubborn as always. Hey, quick question to my reviewers, who I love ever so much, would you like to see Brennan and Booth end up together or stay in the flirty level? I could go either way, but I'm not sure what to do? Let me know in your nice reviews! Oh, and since everyone requested it, next chapter will have Logan's debut in it! Should be fun, right?
