Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Kathy Reichs, Hart Hanson, and Fox.
Chapter 21
All In
"Sweetie, are you and Booth getting a house?"
Flashback…
24 hours earlier
She would never say it, but he knew that she was disappointed. Due to an unexpected break in the case, they had missed the open house, but what his Bones didn't know was that he had a surprise for her.
He stole a glance at her.
Her eyes were closed.
After he turned onto Bells Avenue he said, "I'm sorry Bones."
She opened her eyes.
Her brow furrowed as she asked, "For what?"
"For not making it to the open house."
"Booth it wasn't your f…"
"But the good news is, he said cutting her off, I can offer you a private showing."
Immediately, her gaze shifted to the windshield, and there it was, the house that she had wanted to see!
He pulled into the driveway.
Her eyes lit up as she turned to face him.
"How," she whispered?
He flashed her a charm smile as he turned off the SUV.
"I made you a promise Bones."
She raised an eyebrow as she waited for him to continue.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"When I knew we were going to miss the open house, I called the realtor. She told me that no one had made an offer yet, so I asked for the owner's information. As it turns out we know him."
"Who?"
"Sam Cullen."
"You're amazing Booth."
"It's about time you admitted that!"
"As if you don't hear it enough," she said as she tapped his Cocky belt buckle with her index finger.
"But I only want to here it from you Bones."
She smiled her impish smile, the one that he knew so well, as she leaned forward.
"You're amazing Booth," she murmured just before her lips crashed down on his.
Moments later, with great reluctance, he broke the kiss.
Her forehead was still pressed against his when he said in a husky whisper, "The keys are in the mailbox."
She leaned back so she could see his face.
"Do you still belive that there is something to be said for anticipation?"
The fire in her eyes was burning him from the inside out.
He swallowed hard before he answered.
"Yeah it's frustrating as hell," he said as he flung his door open.
She laughed as he got out of the SUV.
He slammed the door shut.
When she caught up to him, he was pulling the keys out of the mail box.
He turned to face her, jingling them in one hand.
"Ready Bones?"
"Yup."
As they walked towards the house, his hand came to rest on the small of her back.
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He watched until they entered the house, then he forced himself to drive away at a sedate pace, but his rage wasn't so easily denied. He punched the steering wheel, over and over and over again, until his hand bled, and then he stopped.
He knew that he couldn't claim her now.
For a moment he focused on nothing but the pain of his hand as he flexed it in and out of a fist.
He was the one in control! He had a plan, and he would not deviate from it.
Slowly, he let a very deep breath out.
"Soon Temperance, you will be mine," he whispered.
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Booth closed the door behind them.
She took a few steps forward.
"Tell me about the house Bones."
"Well it has two stories, four bedrooms, and two bathrooms."
"Go on."
She smiled.
She started to spin in a slow circle, pointing to the other rooms…
Utility room, kitchen, dining room, and living room, she ended the circle facing a window.
She walked over to it, and he followed.
He pulled her against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Look," she whispered as she pointed out the window to the playground across the street.
"Parks would love that," he murmured into her ear.
"I know."
He gently nipped her ear.
"This place is perfect Booth."
He turned her around so he could see her face.
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely!"
It was his turn to raise his eyebrow.
She lowered it with her fingertip as she whispered, "I'm all in too Booth."
He grinned.
"Follow me," he whispered as he grabbed her hand.
"Where?"
"Upstairs."
"Booth…"
"We can't have world renowned Dr. Temperance Brennan being wrong."
She stopped in her tracks.
"What are you talking about?"
He turned to face her.
"You said that this place is perfect."
"And," she challenged?
"That's impossible Bones."
"Why," she asked as she caught the gleam in his eyes?
"Because, we haven't christened the bedroom yet."
"What about anticipation?"
"Screw anticipation."
She smiled.
"No, that's what you will be doing with me."
He groaned as he pulled her into his arms.
As it turned out, several other areas of the house would be christened long before they ever made it up the stairs.
End Flashback
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"Nope."
Angela frowned.
"Then w…"
"We already bought it!"
"Oh my God," she squealed again!
"That's amazing sweetie!"
"No it's perfect, or at least it is for me and Booth."
"Is there something wrong with that sweetie?"
"Yes."
"Want to tell me about it?"
"Yes."
Angela sighed.
"Well?"
She grinned.
"I need a favor Angela."
AN: Do I have your attention yet? Two cliffhangers in a row! Shame, shame on me! I had planned on putting in a few more details, but this story is already close to the end as it is, so I thought why rush it?