The Perfect Shot – Chapter Fourteen
WARNING: Spoilers for Season 6
Disclaimer: I don't own Bones or any of the characters. They are all owned by Fox and Hart Hanson.
Booth awoke the next morning to the smell of pancakes. His back was stiff and he was somewhat disoriented. Suddenly he realized that he had slept on Bones' couch, in an awkward position he might add. He slowly moved from his position on the couch and headed toward the smell. He found Brennan in the kitchen already dressed for work busy flipping two golden pancakes.
Brennan looked up when she heard Booth groan, "Good morning. Stiff back?" she asked when she saw him rubbing his lower back.
"Yeah, it services me right I guess. I'm too old to sleep sitting up. Sorry I fell asleep on you last night."
"Booth you're not old. Your body has been through a lot over the years. Come here and let me adjust you. And don't be sorry for falling asleep, you needed the rest."
Booth smiled as he walked closer to her. Once he was turned around she put her arms through his with her hands behind his head and rolled him as she had done so many times in the past to adjust his back.
Once she was finished she stepped back, "Better?"
He gingerly moved checking the motion in his back to see if there was any pain, "Yes, much better, thanks Bones".
After breakfast was finished and the dishes were done Booth said, "Well I guess I better go home and get cleaned up for work. I have to go to the Hoover to get the info on the 15 names on the list".
"You don't have to go home to get cleaned up. I retrieved your extra suite from the SUV. Everything you need is already set up in the bathroom" Brennan said as she moved around the living room cleaning up the glasses and the blanket from the night before.
"Wow Bones thanks. It will be quicker if I just get dressed here" Booth smiled at her before heading to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Once Booth was ready to go he and Brennan headed out of her apartment. They were discussing their plans for proceeding with the case. Neither of them aware they were being watched.
He saw the partners leave the building. This was the opportunity he'd been waiting for. He would finally have his chance to even the score. He put the scope to his eye and pulled the trigger.
Brennan reached to unlock her car doors but dropped her keys. Seconds later her driver window shattered as Booth dropped to cover her with his body, "Stay down Bones."
He muttered to himself. He was angry, he had missed, and he never misses. Packing his gear he quickly exited the roof top and headed to his car. He'd have to try again some other time. He knew the agent's girlfriend was gone. He has seen her carry her bags to the cab. He knew he'd get another chance because with her out of the way he was sure the partners would be together more.