Hi, its EHE again! The "five updates and Ill post" hostage situation worked well, and as promised here it is! Hope you enjoy, and review!
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~EHE
Hold Me Now,
Hold Me Like We Love Forever.
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It had been almost a week since she had left, and he hadnt heard anything from her. He went to the lab a couple times randomly, to say hi to Hodgins and Angela and Cam. Honestly though, talking to them made him feel like she wasnt really that far away. He took naps in her office, which was exactly as she left it, wanting to feel closer to her.
"Come on Cam, we have to do something for the guy." Angela stated, nodding her head towards Brennan's office from the platform. "Thats like the 3rd time hes gone in there this week. I can't take months, or years of him sulking around like this."
"Yeah, its really putting a damper on all the fun and hilarity around here" Hodgins added sarcastically, lifting particulates off of some remains.
Cam sighed, she knew that yes in fact they had to do something for their friend. But, really it was a void only a certain forensic anthropologist could fill.
"Fine, fine. I recommend alcohol." She stated, hands on her hips. "Lets just take him to a bar, get him liquored up, and maybe the rum will convince him to smile or God forbid laugh a little since her departure. But I will not be the one asking! Ill be there, but there is no way I want to go up against a cranky Booth." She said, gathering some papers and starting to head to her office.
"Perfect!" Angela shouted after her, "Be at the Founding Fathers at 8, Hodgins will get him there!" Cam shot a little wave back to the platform to signal that she had heard.
"Wait," Hodgins added, "I'll what?"
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Hodgins was surprised that it didnt take much convincing to get Booth out for a drink, and as planned, he walked into the Founding Fathers shortly after 8 and slid into the Booth with the Cam, Sweets, and Hodgins.
"Wheres Angela?" Booth asked, looking at Hodgins briefly before flipping through a drink menu. Deciding against it he put it down and ordered a beer.
"She went to dinner with some artist friend, she will be here shortly."
Booth nodded, and tried to feign interest in the conversation the others were in.
"Hows it going? " Sweets finally said, turning to Booth. His voice was lowered, Cam and Hodgins were in a light argument about some chemical compound he had never heard of.
"Still sucks, Sweets." He said, accepting the drink the waitress brought and taking a long drink.
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"Im sorry," Angela said to her friend and shutting her phone. "I really have to go.. we will meet up again soon, I promise!"
With that she threw some money down on the table and ran out the door.
Once in her car, she sped down the highway, grinning from ear to ear. Re reading the text she recieved at every red light, "I need a ride. Im at Washington National Airport. I know its Friday night, but 'best friend card.'"
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About an hour and two and a half beers later, Booth was sure he was seeing things. In walked Angela, looking hot, but behind her walked the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
He raised himself out of his seat slowly, and walked over to her. He was sure his jaw was on the floor, but he didn't care.
"Oh my God.." Cam said, in the exact same tone as at the airport, for the second time that week.
Sweets and Hodgins looked up and followed her gaze.
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"Bones?" he question, not certain it was her. It couldn't be. Then she smiled, and he smiled, and he was sure there was tears in his eyes.
She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and pulled him in close for a long, deep kiss. He grabbed her hips, and pulled her even closer, if it was possible, into him, deepening the kiss, his tongue mixing with hers. Once she needed air, she pulled back enough to break contact and gave him a hard hug, not wanting to let him go.
He kissed down her neck gently, arms still wrapped around her waist.
"your back? Your back. Your back." he whispered repeatedly in between kisses.
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:)