I DO NOT OWN BONES, OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM THE SHOW. I DO NOT PROFIT FROM THIS IN ANY WAY!! :(
THANKS FOR ALL OF THE COMMENTS...THEY MAKE ME SMILE. I KNOW THAT IS KIND OF DORKY...BUT IT'S THE TRUTH.
I am going to try to get a chapter written every day, because I don't know how long this is going to be. Seeing as how it is taking so many chapters for each thing (in my mind, hehehe) it might end up being a big, long thing.
"You can't leave me, Bones. You just can't. You can't shut me out anymore."
He kept saying it over and over again. Afraid that if he stopped, she would cease to breathe. Afraid that if he stopped talking to her she would slip away from him. He couldn't let her go. He couldn't let her slip further into her mind.
He knew that if she built up the walls again, higher, stronger, no one would be able to penetrate it. Not him. Not Angela. He couldn't let that happen. Not again.
Coming up beside her on his bed, he knelt down and started gently touching her face. Wanting to remember each and every curve, from her cheeks to her lips, from her chin to her nose. He never wanted to forget her face, because he knew that one day she would be gone from him forever.
"Bones…come on. I know you can hear me." He said it as gently as he could, because he didn't want to scare her. "Bones…I know you are in there. Come on honey, you gotta give me some sign that you hear me." Smiling at himself, because he knew that she would have been able to she would have smacked him for calling her that. "Bones" then switched to a name that he rarely used, if ever "Temperance. I know you hear me."
He just sat there. Watching her for the next couple of hours, he realized that she must have been exhausted. Just sitting there, watching her he realized that he didn't want her to leave his bed. He wanted her to lie there, in his bed every night, for the rest of their lives.
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When he first got to her, she didn't know what she was going to do. She wanted to run from him. She wanted to get as far away from him as she could. But then she couldn't.
Before she knew it, she was falling to the ground, and he had come to rescue her. Again. He was always there to save her. But what was going to happen to her when he wasn't there for her anymore?
She didn't really think of anything when he carried her to his SUV. The only thing she thought of was the fact that he was holding her close to his chest. Keeping her eyes closed, she just laid there listening to his heart beat. That steady beat that was there for her.
She vaguely heard him talking to her when they were driving. She tried to listen to him…tried to hear what he was saying, but she was so tired. She hadn't slept well since their argument, replaying his words over and over in her dreams.
She kept having nightmares about him yelling at her. Remembered him storming out of her apartment, slamming her door in his wake. She remembered the thundering silence after he left.
Slowly waking up, at first she didn't realize where she was. Knowing what had taken place earlier that night, she felt humiliated. Never had she acted like that before, especially in front of Booth. He knew her as a strong person, not letting anything affect her. Nothing touched her.
Opening her eyes slightly, she looked around and saw someone lightly sleeping in a chair at the foot of the bed. The bed, she realized, was not her bed but Booth's bed. Sitting up, she just stared at Booth.
He had seen better days. She had never seen him unshaven, but by the looks of his face he hadn't shaved in a couple days or more. His hair was rumpled, like he had been running his fingers through it. Just looking at him, broken down and defeated looking broke her heart.
She just sat there, staring at him, not wanting him to wake up. She wanted to be able to remember his face….every worry line, every single thing about him. Because she knew that this was a turning point. Either things were going to get better or worse between them.
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He realized that something was wrong. Realized that her breathing had changed. With all his training as a sniper, he could register even the slightest change in the air around him.
He opened his eyes, and looked around the room to see what had awoken him. When his eyes reached the bed, he stopped breathing. He tried to will himself to breath….tried to do anything to take his eyes off of her, but he couldn't.
The moonlight was coming through his curtains, hitting on her auburn hair. He could make out the different hues, and wanting to run his fingers through each of them. He could see where she had been crying. Her beautiful blue eyes were still swimming with tears.
How he longed to reach out and hold her. He wanted to take away the fear that she held in her heart. Wanted to show her that he hadn't meant a word that he had said.
"Bones? How you doing over there?" Her eyes slowly made their way to connect with his, and when they did, the tears started down her face again.
Jumping up from his chair and coming across the room he sat down on the bed next to her. Taking her into his arms before she could resist, he held her to his chest.
"Please don't cry, Bones." She just kept crying and he just kept talking. "I didn't mean to hurt you like I did. I didn't mean what I said." Taking a minute to kiss her on her head he looked down at her. She had never looked more alone than she had in that second. "Please know I didn't mean it." He could hear her crying starting to subside, so he kept talking. "Honey, please stop crying. You are going to have to stop, so that you can glare at me for calling you 'honey.' Come on Bones, this isn't like you."
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"Come on Bones, this isn't like you."
She snapped to when she heard that.
"What did you think? That you could just tell me that I couldn't or wouldn't be a good mother and that I would be okay with that? Just because I have expressed in the past that I did not want to be a mother, does not mean that I have not or cannot change my mind. I am a person, Booth, and people are allowed to change their minds once in a while."
He tried to get out of his arms, tried to get away from him, but he wouldn't let her go. The more she fought him, the tighter he held her in his arms.
She looked up at him, wanting to lash out at him, but something made her stop. She saw the hurt in his eyes. It wasn't there from the tongue lashing that she had just given him, but from the reminder of what he had said to her.
Then she did something that would change both their lives forever.
She reached up and pulled his head towards hers, and brought her lips to his. When they touched, it was like nothing she had ever felt before.
First they started slowly, but then the kissing became much more ferocious. She was running her tongue between his lips, trying to get him to open them. When she succeeded, she started running her tongue all over the inside of his mouth. Wanting to taste every bit of him before he tried to push her away.
Running her hands over his face, they moved to his hair….his perfect hair. She started feeling his hair, running her fingers through it. She wanted to touch every strand that she could.
A/N: WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN BETWEEN BOOTH AND BONES?? ARE THEY REALLY GONNA GET IT ON?? I AM GOING TO TRY TO GET THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS FINISHED. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT THIS STORY SO FAR.
LET ME KNOW IF YOU THINK IT IS TAKING TOO LONG!!!!!
