A: N/ Here goes another angsty chapter. I wrote this one while on an incredibly LONG car ride from the shore. So I hope this carries on the same feeling as the other chapter (13)… so read, review and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Sorry but I don't own Bones and I don't make any money off of this little hobby: D
I was standing at the counter of the diner when my cell phone buzzed. I flipped it on immediately upon seeing "Bones" on the caller I.D.
"Booth." I said, absent mindedly, as Shirley handed me my order. "Bones you there?" I asked into the cells receiver as I pushed my way out of the diner.
"Sully! Sully get out!" I heard her screaming. My heart stopped and my mind ran. Sully was at the apartment that much I understood. But she would never be acting like that if something wasn't terribly wrong.
Before I even reached the car, I dropped the take out box, and it landed with an aggravated thump on the cement.
Running at break neck speed, I wrenched the SUV door open and jammed the key in the ignition. The engine started with a soft purr, but as I revved it, the purr turned into a full on growl.
I snapped the siren on, the red and blue lights flashing eerily inside the car. The familiar five minute drive, from the dinner to the apartment, was cut short to three minutes. I ignored speed limits, stop signs and the occasional traffic light.
Pulling up outside her building, I noticed that Sully's car was parked crookedly on the side walk. He must have been waiting for me to leave I realized. Reaching over into the glove compartment, I retrieved my gun.
I knew I shouldn't use it, but part of me wanted to. Badly.
Storming through the complex doors, jabbing aggressively at the elevator buttons, it was torture to take the minute long elevator ride up to the second floor.
As I stalked the hallway leading down to the familiar 2B apartment, I could hear the sounds of a struggle from inside. A fire exploded with in my and I kicked the front door down.
"Temperance!" I yelled passionately as I took in the disturbed living room. A lamp was knocked over, magazines spilled from the coffee table.
A shriek from the bedroom told me where she was, and where he was. I cocked the gun, pulling it up in front of me, my finger securely on the trigger.
When I entered the bedroom, the sight I saw made me gag. Bones lay underneath him, and she was clinging to the sheet as he tried to pull it from her.
"Booth!" she screamed when he tried to hold her arms behind her head, leaning down to kiss the exposed skin of her neck.
I exploded. I dropped the gun. Somewhere deep inside, I knew a gun couldn't solve this. It was up to me.
"I'm here Bones." I told her, reaching down and grabbing Sully by the neck.
He groaned in annoyance and turned himself around so he was facing me. "Ah. Her night in shining armor arrives at last. I'm glad I can finally get you out of the way Seeley." Sully told me as he pulled his fist back, aiming for my face.
I was a second faster than him. Even with a bum shoulder, I still had better aim then him. I punched him strait across the face. He flew back, hitting the wall, on his way knocking over the bedside lamp and a picture frame.
"Booth!" Brennan cried, her voice shaking with fear. I turned my glare from where Sully lay in a wounded puddle by the corner. He was wiping blood from his split lip, as I faced Bones.
"Bones," I whispered, taking her sobbing form into my arms. "Bones, he didn't do anything did he?" I asked, trying in vain to hide the disgust and hatred in my voice.
"No." She promised me, but she stayed in my arms crying fiercely. Sully was trying to bring himself up from the ground, using the corner of the bed to hold himself up.
I round house kicked him, still remaining in the sitting position on the bed with Bones in my arms.
My shoulder seared with pain, my mind was racing and my heart was bleeding for Bones. All these things combined, made me do something I never anticipated. When Sully stood to ready himself for another fight, I grabbed him by shoulder.
Ruefully momentarily releasing Bones, I drug him out into the living area. "Get. Out. Sullivan. And if I ever hear of you near her again…" I hissed as I threw him from the apartment.
He groaned as he hit the floor of the hallway face down, but he gradually stood and ran down the hallway, retreating like a wounded dog.
After slamming the front door shut and taking ten deep breaths, I turned back from the door. Bones stood behind me, the sheet still wrapped tightly around her. Her eyes glistened with tears, a nasty bruise showing on the side of her face.
I reached a tentative hand up to her face, stroking from her chin to her ear. "Bones," I whispered, but she didn't answer. She simply hurled herself at me, wrapping her arms around me.
"I love you, Seeley Booth." She whispered into the front of my shirt.
I let out a relived sigh, and tightened my own grip around her waist, resting my head on top of hers.
"I love you, Temperance Brennan."
A: N/ Ta-Da! Chapter fourteen! I tired to write it with the same intensity, but decided go on a different course than a lot of people asked me to. Even though I know we all enjoy an overprotective Booth (epically me…considering he lives in my head: D) I decided that I wanted him to be more concerned over Brennan's state, than actually beating up Sully. More to come (and this may or may not be the last time we see Timothy Sullivan….but I'm not saying!) Well review and tell me what you thought of this most recent addition: D