Beer and tea fanfic

by Raditzash

During a search for a case Sherlock finds himself in America where he runs into the Jeffersonian institution and Dr. Temperance Brennan, a forensic anthropologist that catches his eye, will he let her help him? Or will he push her away? Warning: angst, sexual intercourse later in the story, this is new so don't expect it to be good. (Wanna skip? Kiss on chapter 22-23)

12. Chapter 12

Brennan's POV

He asked such weird questions. 'Does he really believe I'd actually make him leave?' I thought. "Just go and sit somewhere," I said. "Do you always push people away?" he replied. "That is none of your business," I continued.

"Take these," he said as he set the flowers down on my bed. "No, take them. I don't know what your playing at but stop it," I retorted. "How can I stop if I'm not playing at anything?" He stupidly asked. "Get out now!" I exclaimed, "I've had a hard day and you being here isn't helping it." I sighed.

"You seem tense. I'm going to give you a little time to warm up to the flowers," he said before walking out. I looked at them. "Tulips," I muttered. I looked at my alarm. "I don't want to be late," I said as I started putting on an already prepared set of work clothes. When I walked out I looked down to see a trail. 'Have they already made a mess?' I thought.

I followed it into the kitchen to see a homemade lab. "What's this?" I questioned sherlock. He walked in immediately using the microscope. "A lab, I use it to research things, Like you," he said not looking up.