I am so sorry it took so long to update. I've been so busy, but I'll try to update as soon as possible on all my other stories, since this is the last chapter for this one.
***I just want to thank all of the readers of this story. Thank you for following it for so long. It means a lot to me!
Disclaimer: I do not own Bones, just the plot for this fanfic!
EPILOUGE: THE ILLNESS THAT FALLS UPON BRENNAN
It has been six months since Booth's has been discharged from the hospital. Six months since Lenny Reagan was locked up with Charles Bisfidler for committing murder. Lenny was easily charged for murder and harming a federal agent. As for Charles, he was the one who thought of killing the two victims. Apparently they both were sincerely crazy.
The crisp cold weather is now warm and sunny. Joyful, just like Booth and Brennan.
"Ready to go Bones?" Booth called from the living room of Brennan's apartment. He sat on the vibrant red couch. Looking around he saw Brennan's artifacts placed on pristine-looking walls, framed pictures of her family, Booth and Brennan. He heard the light rumble of the washer machine and the hum of the silver fridge. The aroma of Chinese takeout wafted through her apartment as well as the fragrant scent of Temperance.
"Yeah" Brennan walked in the room clipping a red ruby earring in place. "I just have to put on my shoes." Sitting down, she slipped on her black heels and stood. "Lets go." Booth held the door for her and led Brennan to the black car with his hand on the small of her back.
"Where are we going?"
"I was thinking The Founding Fathers. If that good with you, or we could go to a certain Mexican Restaurant I've always wanted to try."
"Sure." Brennan nodded and put on a brave face. It had scared the lights out of her when her partner, love of her life was bleeding to death. He could of died, but he didn't. Thank god or whatever higher power is out there. Brennan smiled sadly remembering the sweet blissful night she had spent with him the day he was discharged. The way she got to show him just how happy she was that he was alive and well.
So much has past since then. Pop culture was still tricky but she began to learn. She also began to believe in a higher power. But most importantly she was in love and he knew. He loved her just as much. Her heart swelled with joy because she was living the wonderful life that the anthropologist in her never though possible. Brennan's life wasn't just about examining the bones of deceased and spending time with the dead, but with the living.
After a ten-minute ride of small conversation they arrived at their destination. Before Brennan could get out of the car Booth opened the door for her, like always. What a gentleman. The couple walked towards the brightly color, fiesta themed restaurant. Brennan felt herself stumble upon the crumbling-cement sidewalk. Booth kept a firm grip around her so that she wouldn't slip with her high heels.
The damn sidewalk sent chills up Brennan spine. Just thinking of the events that had happened here made her cringe. Booth stared down at the cement. A spot of old dried blood marked where he was shot. Being on the field was never easy. Being on the field was plain dangerous.
Brennan wrapped her slender arms around Booth and pulled him into the warmth of the restaurant. Maracas and tambourines were being played and authentic Spanish rung out into the room.
"Hola! Bienvenidos al restaurante de Juan... Cuantas personas… dos?"
"Si, Gracias."
"Siganme, por favor." The waiter grabbed two menus and lead Booth and Brennan to a small table set for two.
"I didn't know you could speak Spanish." Booth whispered.
"What can I say, I have many talents." Booth chuckled at his partner.
"El camarero estará enseguida con ustedes." Brennan nodded and smiled warmly at the man who wore a full black mustache curled at the tips.
"I wonder why they speak Spanish here if we speak English." Booth pondered.
"I'm guessing for authenticity."
"Yeah, that's what I assumed. Good thing you speak the lingo." They both laughed.
The candle flickered and glowed red from its glass tray. The white tablecloth stretched past Brennan's knees. This place is quite cool, she thought to herself.
The waiter came with wine, tortilla chips, and salsa.
"¿Qué desearían comer?"
"Me gustaría la sopa de pollo y a Booth le gustaría el burrito bistec." The waiter nodded and left the table.
"I have something I want to talk to you about, Bones."
"Sure, what's up?"
"I love you so much…" Where is this going! Brennan thought.
"I love you too."
"I think we should move in together." Brennan got up from her seat. Booth was afraid that she might leave. Brennan was never the one to commit. She never wanted to marry, have children, any of it. Just maybe though, she would say yes…
"I'd love to!" Brennan swung her arms around his neck and kissed him tenderly. "You're my life Seeley. I want to spend the rest of it with you." Tear leaked down Booth's face in relief and happiness.
"You're apartment or mine."
"I think we should buy a new one all together." She leaned in for another kiss. "With a TV." Booth replied during the kisses, "Oh yeah…?" Brennan was now sitting on top of Booth's lap. "Mhm and a double sink bathroom…" Booth breathed into her mouth.
Right before they could go deeper into their kisses a nervous man shook, "Siento interrumpir. Su comida está aquí."
" Brennan let out a giggle.
"Gracias, señor. La comida se ve deliciosa." The man grinned and nodded.
"Disfruten."
"With that he walked away still red with embarrassment.
The couple ate with content. Booth cracked jokes; Brennan lectured scientific conclusions, just like always. From the outside any one could see they were madly in love and perfect for one another. In reality, they were and in truth they were ready to start their lives together.
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Translations
A/N: I am not a native speaker in Spanish so please be nice. I just started learning . If I made a mistake, email me and I'll change it.
*Hola! Bienvenidos al restaurante de Juan.. Cuantas personas.. dos? - Hello! Welcome to Juan's Restaurant.. How many people.. two?*Siganme, por favor.
*Si, Gracias. - Yes, thank you.
* Siganme, por favor. - Follow me, please.
*El camarero estará enseguida con ustedes. - Your waiter will be right with you.
*¿Qué desearían comer? - What would you like to eat?
*Me gustaría la sopa de pollo y a Booth le gustaría el burrito bistec. - I would like chicken soup and Booth would like the steak burrito.
*Siento interrumpir. Su comida está aquí. - Sorry to interrupt. Your food is here.
*Gracias Señor. La comida se ve deliciosa. - Thank you sir. The food looks delicious.
*Disfruten. - Enjoy.
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