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Chapter 9
Buffy laid in bed reading a book when her bedroom door opened, it was Booth making his way to her undressing before her. She wanted to ask what he was doing but before she knew it, he'd let every item of clothing drop to the floor stunning her as he was crawling his way into bed with her doing the same and removing hers.
She'd whispered to him to be quiet because their kids in the other room were asleep and he'd just nodded yes as he took possession of her mouth urgently. She could feel her arousal rising at his seductive ways and he made it known to her how turned on he was for her pressing himself against her groin.
He was whispering loving sentiments in her ear as she just moaned delighted against him. Then he whispered to her, "Let's make another baby beloved…" and she all but felt her body melt in desire… she'd be willing to give him that and more, and all too realistically she felt him fill her inside when…
She woke up startled…
She looked at the time and it was way too early to be up on a Friday morning. She didn't need to be into the office till the afternoon and now it was 7:00am in the freaking morning. She shifted under the covers and to her surprise she was sweating… her dream had transpired to reality and she noticed that that wasn't the only part of her body that'd been aware of the strength of this dream.
Her heart was pounding demandingly and she had an ache south of her body that was begging for satisfaction…
Great, she thought, just what she needed. Though she should be use to it by now… it hadn't been the first or the last dream she'd had about him.
Buffy got out of bed and marked another day from her calendar, it'd been exactly one month since she'd last seen that FBI Agent that haunted her dreams… there had been no communication from him, no calls, no texts, no nothing…
She hadn't expected there to be but she had hoped.
/
Back in Washington…
Booth practically jumped out of bed at the sound of his alarm going off.
What on earth had just happened…? His dream had started off normal, he assumed, he never really remembered his dreams. But then he had felt as if he was elsewhere, like not his dream.
He'd been in a beautiful home, two stories; he'd walked up the stairs not knowing why and then opened the door to one of the rooms.
It revealed a sound asleep Parker and another little boy he could feel was his son. How he knew, he did not know. He'd begin to ponder the idea that having another boy was great but felt his life wouldn't be complete without a little girl…
It was then that he opened another door… he smiled, he somehow knew what was on the other side and he wanted her. He wanted to complete his life with her and have a little girl as beautiful as she was…
Buffy… she looked completely sexy with her hair pulled up into a messy bun, with her seductive night gown, as she read comfortably. He'd quickly undressed giving her a mischievous smile as he predatorily went to her, taking off the clothes that stood in his way to her and began kissing her hungrily… he wanted another baby and he wanted to make it now.
He whispered it to her the love that consumed him for her inside and she shivered with want, he could feel her moisten at her entrance as she readied to give him what he wanted, the moment he decided to give in, the stupid alarm went off…
Booth looked down at himself at the remembrance of the dream, and there it was… sure proof of how effective his dream had been. A boner so painful he was sure that not even working it off would make it go away.
He shook his head in frustrated disapproval… One month… he hadn't heard from her for the longest month of his life. Not that he expected her to, he knew he'd hurt her but only because he was thinking of her.
Though after this dream… it seemed like a ridiculous idea. He was sure that what he wanted out of life was the same thing she wanted, but then what the hell was he doing here and not out there wherever the hell she was… begging for her return.
"Good question…" he said to himself out loud. He was way overdue for a vacation and this was the perfect time to take it.
This was impulsive, yes… but his gut told him to go with it, but more importantly… his heart seemed to flutter of excitement at the idea.
"Okay then…" he got his phone out to call the airline, "California… here I come…"
/
Elizabeth Summers stood in the conference room of her offices wrapping up the last of the details for the Wyndam-Price Wedding.
"Isabel… you will be at the church first thing in the morning to set up for the ceremony, how are all the preparations…"
"Done…" she answered confidently, "I will be there to make sure everything is done as requested…"
"Good," she said, "Mel and Alissa you are in charge of the reception and hall… what's the status on that…"
"All ready…" Mel answered, "Drinks and Appetizers are to be set up in the greeting section, while the caterers set up for the dinner portion of the event…"
"We're having a set up crew meet us there for the dance, so all ready on my stuff too…" Alissa added.
"Great…" she smiled, "I will show up at all locations to make sure that everything is exactly as discussed and make any minor adjustments necessary. Willow will be with the photographer most of time but if anything happens… please call her or me directly to notify us as soon as possible."
She took one more look over her list.
"I…" she sighed, "will spend most of the time with the bride and groom as they've requested, so I'll head there after seeing you guys… any questions?"
There were murmurs of no's…
"Well then… enjoy the rest of your Friday…" she smiled, "you guys are awesome for having had pull this off with me in such a short period of time, so thank you… and we have an early start tomorrow, so keep your phones on."
Everyone nodded and made their way out…
Buffy grabbed her stuff and headed back to her office, she sighed… the worst part of her job recently was planning a wedding for a couple in love, especially when she was in love with someone who wasn't around.
/
Booth's plane had just landed to the well known LAX. He'd been practically fidgeting the whole time as he itched with anticipation at seeing her again. For the most part he'd been happy and optimistic, but there was a little voice in the back of his mind that replayed what Bones had said to him before…
"Wait too long…" she'd told him caressing his arm, "and you may find yourself where I stand…"
He shuttered… positive thinking, positive thinking…
The moment he picked up his duffel, he opened his phone to scan at his brother's text…
-Elizabeth Summers at Summers Event Coordinators in LA
He smiled and headed for a cab, he told the driver where he wanted to be taken and soon he was on his way…
About an hour later of horrible traffic he was finally at the offices for Summers Event Coordinators.
He stepped out of the cab and asked the man to wait, something didn't seem right… He reached for the door and sure enough… it was closed. Well fine… he thought, just check into a hotel and come back in the morning, no big deal. He got into the cab again and had him take him to the nearest hotel.
Tomorrow… he thought, first thing tomorrow he'd come and look for the petite woman with golden brown hair, that had stolen his banged up heart and brought it all the way out here to LA.
/
Booth's plane had just landed to the well known LAX. He'd been practically fidgeting the whole time as he itched with anticipation at seeing her again. For the most part he'd been happy and optimistic, but there was a little voice in the back of his mind that replayed what Bones had said to him before…
"Wait too long…" she'd told him caressing his arm, "and you may find yourself where I stand…"
He shuttered… positive thinking, positive thinking…
The moment he picked up his duffel, he opened his phone to scan at his brother's text…
-Elizabeth Summers at Summers Event Coordinators in LA
He smiled and headed for a cab, he told the driver where he wanted to be taken and soon he was on his way…
About an hour later of horrible traffic he was finally at the offices for Summers Event Coordinators.
He stepped out of the cab and asked the man to wait, something didn't seem right… He reached for the door and sure enough… it was closed. Well fine… he thought, just check into a hotel and come back in the morning, no big deal. He got into the cab again and had him take him to the nearest hotel.
Tomorrow… he thought, first thing tomorrow he'd come and look for the petite woman with golden brown hair, that had stolen his heart banged up heart and brought it all the way out here to LA.
/
The next morning…
Buffy grabbed her portfolio for the hectic day ahead and as she was out the door from her place, she called Willow to make sure they were both on the same page about the day's festivities.
She was to make a stop at all the locations to make sure everything was running smoothly and then she had to hurry to the couple's side for the beginning of the ceremony at 12:00pm. She'd passed by her office to pick up some stuff and then she was out the door…
She left instructions to Jane, the receptionist, of anyone looking for her, for them to be notified she was at the wedding and could arrange something at a later time.
/
Angel woke up in his hotel room kind of late… he glanced at the time, 11:30am. He sighed, how had he overslept? He wondered. Well it didn't matter, he was going to get ready and head to her office to find her once more.
In less than an hour he'd been ready and out the door in a cab to her office. The driver pulled up and he smiled when it looked like it was open.
He paid the driver dropping him off and walked into Summers Event Coordinators.
The receptionist saw him approached and smiled friendly…
"How can I help you sir…?" she asked.
"Hi… yeah, um… My name's Seeley Booth and I'm looking for Ms. Elizabeth Summers… is she in?"
The young lady smiled, "Not today sir, she's at her wedding, but perhaps I can look through her schedule…" she shuffled some papers in front of her, missing the man's stunned expression, "and make an appointment for you to…"
The girl finally looked up to him and his face of devastation, stopped her from talking…
"Sir?" she got off from her chair, "are you alright… can I get you…"
He strained for air, "I'm… I'm fine…" he fought for composure, "I uh… I gotta go…" and soon he was out the door leaving a very confused receptionist behind.
"Who was that…?" Willow asked as she'd stopped by the office to pick up some last minute paperwork.
Jane turned to face her, "I don't know… a man, looking for Ms. Summers…"
"Oh…" Will said simply, not thinking much of it. People came in and out of the office to ask for information so there was nothing weird about that.
"But he…" the girl continued, "he looked so sad…" she heard her sigh, "though even with that look he looked dreamy… tall, well built, sexy smile, and the most captivating brown eyes I've ever seen…"
Willow stopped what she was doing and stared at the receptionist. Could it have been… Angel… I mean Booth…? She thought.
"Did he leave his number, name, or any information…?" Will asked quickly.
The girl looked up confused, "No… he asked if Ms. Summers was in and then I told him that she was at her wedding and then he just seemed all out of it and left…"
Will was about to yell at her when she continued, "wait a minute he said his name was something like Seal… or See or… oh!" it clicked, "Seeley Booth…"
Willow dropped her stuff… "What!"
Before the receptionists said another word Willow ran outside to see the very familiar man close the door to a cab. She'd heard him mutter something about a hotel and the airport…
Shit, shit, shit… Will thought frustrated. Buffy had been your typical human robot just going through the motions of everyday life since she'd gotten back. She knew her friend didn't want to talk about it, but she could tell how much she missed him. And it made sense… the dreams and visions Will had had of Buffy and him had always been… intense. There was just something really special between them.
Willow ran back inside to take her stuff from the receptionist as she'd just picked it up from the floor and ran out of there… she needed to tell Buffy.
