Chapter 14
"Sweetie, I just don't think it's a good idea. I can bring the files and your lap top to you later on, we should be getting you home" Angela argued patiently with her friend, as she dug through her purse for her keys, which may take a while considering the size of the voluminous thing Temperance thought, eyeing the bag she referred to as a purse.
"Ang, it will just take a minute. I will run in and get it and come back out" Temperance Brennan insisted, her casted arm resting in her lap in the front seat of Angela's car.
Angela had just helped get her checked out of the hospital. She was given strict orders, no weight unless absolutely necessary on her right foot for 2 weeks. She was also given heavy painkillers for her back and neck. The pain had subsided significantly, but as she become more active, the pain may flare.
"Bren, you won't be doing any running any time soon" her friend pointed out, grinning at her, still digging for the rogue keys
Temperance scowled at her friend. "If you don't take me, I will just call a cab or find someone who will" she threatened and looked away, out the window at the parked cars surrounding them in the visitor's lot. Her crutches were wedged in the back seat of her friend's small car.
Angela regarded her stubborn friend a moment. She was right. She would do it too.
"Fine, but I will run in, get it and come out, okay? I know if you go there, you will just want to work" she said as she finally found the keys, she inserted them into the ignition, started the car, and shifted it into drive pulling out of the lot.
"No, you don't know where to look. I will get the file, my lap top and come right back out, okay? It will be faster this way" she promised
"Bren…" Angela sighed, bracing herself for another argument with her strong willed friend
"It makes sense! You won't know where to look for my file! I will have you drop me off at the front entrance, so I can use one of those scooter things that elderly people use on tours, I will just scoot on over to my office, get my stuff and you can take me home, okay?" Temperance offered, looking at her friend seriously "then I promise to rest" she added
"Fine fine, but you better make it quick, if you don't, I will come in after you. And if I get a ticket for parking in a handicap zone, you are so paying it" Angela warned
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"Booth! What are you doing here?" Dr. Camille Saroyan asked, mildly surprised at seeing the FBI Agent since Dr. Brennan wasn't around. She walked down the stairs from the platform she had been examining remains on. Zach and Hodgins were off in the Ookey Room poking over some new experiment.
"I was just stopping by Bones' office to pick up some reports she was supposed to sign last week, if she hasn't signed them, I will just bring them to her to sign" he said as he strode quickly to his partners office, irritated that Cam was following him, he didn't feel like dealing with her today
"Anything I can do to help?" she wanted to know, walking quickly to keep up with him
"No, I think I got it Cam" he said in a strained voice, trying to dismiss her
"You seem stressed, you okay Seeley?" Cam wanted to know, placing a hand on his shoulder
He walked away from her and went behind Bones' desk, not seeing the reports he needed the signatures on, he lifted files, glanced under papers, opened drawers, not paying attention to Cam or what she was saying, intent on finding the report so he could get out of there, and get the reports to Cullen before he got in trouble. They were due last week.
He turned to look in the file cabinet by the doorway, before he had a chance to open it, Cam had grasped his right shoulder, and pushed him up against the cabinet, and pressed herself to him.
"We never had a chance to have that talk" she breathed in his ear, her strong cologne invading his senses.
In spite of himself, his heart rate accelerated. He swore under his breath
"I said all I have to say on the subject Cam" he replied and pushed her away gently. "We are done. Bones and I, well…you know" he said to her, shrugging, watching her for a reaction.
"I could fire her you know" Cam said very matter of factly, one hand on her hip, her eyes regarding him brightly
Booth's anger erupted, and he recklessly pushed Cam up against the same file cabinet, and said between clenched teeth "Don't play games with me Camille, and don't even consider firing Bones, I happen to have an ace in the hole on this one that could get YOU fired" he said harshly, hoping Hodgins would back him up should the situation come to that
Cam smiled a Cheshire cat smile, and said huskily "You like it this way, don't you Seeley" she stretched up on tiptoe and kissed him.
Surprised at her, he kissed her back a moment, then coming to his senses, he pulled away. Both of his hands had somehow fallen to her waist, and she was grinning up at him.
"I don't want to do this Cam. Not with you, not here" he said, pulling himself away from her
"Really? Because that is not what it felt like a moment ago…" she trailed off, dragging one finger down his chest suggestively
"Yeah well maybe it wasn't you I was thinking of just now" he said sarcastically, and striding out of Bones' office.
Cam stood there watching the FBI Agent storm out of Dr. Brennan's office. Anger simmered in her eyes as she thought about what he just said.
This wasn't over yet. Not by a long shot. Camille Saroyan always got what she wanted. No matter what. She smiled and walked out of Dr. Brennan's Office.
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Struggling with the power scooter, Dr. Temperance Brennan made her way down the hall of the Jeffersonian, surprised at how quiet it was. Not may people around.
She went around a curve, and saw the deserted lab, and platform. Frowning, she noticed the light was on in her office. She stopped a moment, seeing two shadows dance across the floor in front of the windows. Using the hand accelerator, she moved forward, and stopped at the corner of where the windows began on the far wall of her office. The blinds were tilted most of the way down, she could just make out two figures up against her file cabinet. She stopped the scooter and her breath caught in her throat. It was Booth kissing Camille very passionately….in her own office.
Reversing the scooter and leaving the lab area as quickly as she could make the little scooter go, she made her way back to the front of the museum, and with the assistance of the security guard, made her way back to the car, where Angela was waiting.
Tears burned behind her eyes, and her throat ached. She would not cry now. After she got home, she'd think this over alone. How could he do this? After what she said to him, and he said to her. Was he just playing her? She shook her head impatiently as she made her way to Angela's car.
"Sweetie, are you okay? You look pale…where's the file and your laptop?" Angela wondered, watching her friend maneuver into the passenger seat, and stow the crutches in the rear.
"I am not feeling so hot. Can you just take me home?" she said in a hoarse voice, swallowing past the lump lodged in her throat.
"Sure Bren, I knew we should have done that…" Angela went on talking, but Temperance didn't hear. She was already thinking of what she was going to do.
End this chapter.