"Okay I'll see you tomorrow." Temperance turned to leave and something inside her twinged with guilt. She could hear the slight flatness in Booth's reply,
"Yeah, have a good night."
"Thanks." Tempe walked slowly out of the small hospital room. What was wrong with seeing David? He was nice. He was polite and interesting.
He's not Booth. What did that have to do with anything? It did when he saved me. I was in shock, though. I didn't go through with Ange's advice… but we're partners, I shouldn't be kissing my partner! It didn't seem such a bad idea in the car, though…. I was in shock; I wasn't thinking rationally! But not thinking rationally… wasn't that bad. Tempe stopped and glanced over her shoulder, back through the door to the room she had just left. Booth looked so … vulnerable and helpless in that hospital bed and those were both words she didn't normally associate with special agent Seeley Booth. That was when her head suddenly started to pound.
He needs me. And I… and I … need … him. Tempe reached into her pocket and fumbled for her cell phone. Taking a deep breathe she dialed David's number. I've got to do this. I can't live like this any longer.
"Hello?" David answered his phone promptly on the second ring.
"Hi, David. It's me." Tempe ran a hand nervously through her hair with her unoccupied hand.
"Oh, Temperance, hello again!" He paused then asked, "Is something wrong?"
"I can't make it to dinner tonight," she replied flatly.
"Why? What happened?"
"I've got a terrible headache and I just can't make it."
"Oh, I'm sorry. How about Thursday night then?"
"No," Temperance said hurriedly. Here comes the hard part….
"Alright," he sounded rather confused. "Well, what night works for you, then?"
"Actually, David, I just don't think this is going to work," Her words came out jumbled and fast. "It's- I mean- I don't think-"
"Oh," the voice on the other end of the line was solemn and subdued now. "So I was intruding on something, wasn't I?"
"No, I mean… actually… yes," Tempe's mind reeled as she this to David in a calm level voice. "It seems that you were."
"Oh… well… I guess I'll see you around…."
"Bye, David," And with that Tempe snapped her phone shut and turned back towards the hospital room and the man who was responsible for all this. For some reason, Tempe felt slightly lighter as she walked, as if, admitting her feelings to David about Booth had made everything… real. It was strange, really. Oh, well. She smiled to herself. She'd been to scared before and had talked herself out of Angela's suggestion, but now… she wasn't scared any more and she wasn't acting just out of shock, either. This was, for once, what she wanted to do with her life. Tempe wasn't going to put her life on hold any longer. Tonight was the night that a certain FBI agent was going to get the surprise of his life!
A/N: Review, review, review! It is your reviews upon which I thrive and am inspired to write more! What you've all been waiting for is coming in the next chapter! Hehehe… Sorry about the extended period of time since my last up date! I've been sick.
ANNOUNCEMENT! I am opening up for requests on any stories you'd like to see me write or episodes that you'd like to read extensions for because, unfortunately, this fic is drawing to a close! Suggestions are welcome! So please tell me what you'd like to read next!
