Bus Driver PART THREE! Enjoy!
Bus Driver (P. 3)
When Booth came to Brennan's stop, he stopped and waited for her to come to the front of the bus. When she did, he smiled up at her.
"Go put your bag down and get a pillowcase. I'll wait right here." he told her.
She smiled at him. "You sure?" she asked. "I could wait while you go return to bus to the depot and come pick me up over here."
Booth smiled. "I'm sure." He said. "It's much quicker this way. Now go. We'll be right here when you come out."
Brennan smiled at him once more before hopping off the bus and making her way quickly to her apartment, where Angela sat on the couch, her sketch pad in her hands as she drew out the face of a man with curly hair and a beard. When Brennan entered, Angela looked up and smiled.
"Hey, Sweetie! What's up? I thought you were on a date with that hot bus driver."
"I'm leaving now. I just came back to drop off my stuff. He's waiting outside." Brennan answered.
Angela's eyes lit up as she jumped off the couch and raced to the window, looking out to where Booth leaned against the bus, allowing Parker to run around and stretch his legs. "Wow, he's hot!" Angela said, with a low whistle.
Brennan chuckled. "Yes, he's very attractive, but he's also much older than I am, Ange. That's his son, Parker."
Angela's eyes widened. "The same little boy you sit with every day? That's his son? Jesus!" she looked back out at the little blonde boy running around. "He's what? Four? Five?"
"He's four. And he's very bright for his age." Brennan said, looking very proud as she eyed the little boy. Angela smiled.
"Where's his mother?"
"I don't know. They don't like to talk about her. I suspect she might have left him."
Angela nodded. "I see. So how much older is this guy? Eight years? Ten?"
"Five." Brennan said, blushing a bit as she realized that maybe they weren't so far apart in age.
"He's only twenty-three?" Angela asked. "Well that's not so bad. He must've had Parker right out of High School."
Brennan nodded. She knew that for a fact. Not that Booth had told her but she'd deduced by Parker's age and when Booth would've graduated that Parker might've been conceived the Summer following Booth's graduation.
For some reason the thought of him with another woman made Brennan's heart lurch.
She turned away from the window and went to a mirror in the far corner of the room to fix her hair, tucking a few loose strands behind her ears.
Angela followed, smiling as if she'd just recently realized what her friend was wearing. "Whoa, Sweetie! You look hot! Where 'd you get that costume? You definitely weren't wearing that this morning?"
Brennan chuckled. "How would you know, Ange? You were a bit wrapped up with your science tutor the last time I saw you."
Angela looked shock. "What? That's a lie!"
Brennan chuckled and picked up Angela's sketchbook. "Oh, really?" She said, showing her friend the unfinished sketch of the man, who was clearly naked under a thin sheet outlined on the page.
Angela blushed and snatched the book out of her friend's hand. "He's buff, okay? Now, don't you have a date waiting for you or something?"
Brennan chuckled. "I need a pillowcase." She started walking towards Angela's room. "Do you have one I can borrow?"
"Wait!" Angela exclaimed, running in front of her friend and blocking her way. "I'll get it." she cracked open her bedroom door and shut it in her friend's face. Brennan heard a bit of rustling and some mumbling, before the door opened and a purple pillowcase hit her in the face. "Have fun!" Angela called from her bedroom.
Brennan rolled her eyes. "You too!" she called back. "See ya later, Hodgins!" she called as she made her way out.
"Bye, Brennan!" a male voice called from the bedroom. Then there was the sound of a smack and the same voice calling out in pain.
Brennan laughed to herself and shut off the light and locked the door behind her.
-x-
"Rawr!" Parker exclaimed as he came towards her, arms raised as he acted like a scary monster.
Brennan laughed and ran away from him, trying her best to look scared. She hadn't had this much fun in years!
She tripped and fell to the grass, laughed as Parker jumped on her and pretended to eat her, making growling noises and tickling her while she laughed.
Suddenly he was lifted off of her by a pair of strong arms. "Okay, buddy!" Booth's voice said above her. "Let's not get too rough now. We want Bones to be uninjured for trick or treating, right?"
Parker nodded and growled, "Yes."
Brennan laughed and turned so that she could see his face and her heart almost burst when she came face to face with that gorgeous smile of his. He had knelt down next to her and was now so close that if Brennan sat up their lips would meet...
"Bones?" Booth said, confused by her dazed expression. "You okay?"
Brennan shook her head, trying to clear it. "What? Yeah, I'm fine." She moved to sit up and Booth stood, much to her chagrin. He stuck out his hand to help her up, and Brennan took it, feeling a shock as soon as their skin met. She looked up into his eyes and was sure she could see the same thing in his that were surely reflected in her own, though Science told her she couldn't possibly know that for a fact.
Booth grinned at her as he pulled her up, his heart beating wildly as their eyes remained connected, even as she got shakily to her feet.
They stood there for a moment, just staring into each other's eyes until a small tugging at Brennan's dress broke her out of her trance. She looked down to see Parker standing there, a determined expression on his face.
"Come on, Bones!" he said. "Let's go trick or treating!" he began pulling her arm in the direction of his neighbor's house. Brennan actually lost grip of Booth's hand and she was pulled away and she looked back at him with a smile. He smiled back and began following them, flexing the hand that had just been clasped with hers, as it tingled uncontrollably.
Brennan did the same with her hand as she followed Parker to the first house.
Nearly two hours later, and about fifty or so houses later, they found themselves with a sleeping four year old (hanging off Booth's shoulder), three large bags full of candy, and incredibly sore feet.
Brennan carried two of the three bags and Booth carried the third in his free hand, while he cradled his son in the other.
As they walked up the pathway to Booth's duplex, Brennan smiled at him. "I had a really fun time." she said, softly. "I haven't been trick or treating since I was about fifteen."
"Why so long?" Booth asked, as he handed her his candy bag and pulled out his key.
Brennan looked away. "It's a long story." she said. "You probably wouldn't want to hear it anyway."
"Hey." Booth said, softly, turning to her. "Look, I won't think any less of you for whatever reason you have, Bones. You don't even have to tell me if you don't want to, but I don't want you to feel like you cn't tell me anything, alright. I promise no matter what you tell me I won't think any less of you. You're an amazing person, no matter what."
Brennan smiled. "You really think so?"
Booth grinned back and nodded. "Of course."
Brennan blushed and looked down. "Like I said, it's a long story."
"I'll put him down and make some coffee." Booth said, allowing her to step across the threshold before him. "There are some things I'd like to share, as well."
Brennan nodded and made her way to a small living room where she sat on an old couch in front of a small television and waited for Booth to come back out.
When he did, he was smiling. "Wow, he's out like a light. I could've dropped him and he wouldn't have even blinked."
"I hope you didn't though." Brennan said, standing up and following him to the kitchen where he made some instant coffee and poured it into two mugs for them, handing one to her.
Booth laughed. "Don't worry." He said. "I was careful."
"Good." Brennan said, taking a sip. "So...you wanna go first or should I?"
Booth sighed. "Your choice."
Brennan nodded and took a deep breath. "My parents disappeared when I was fifteen, right before Christmas. Then my brother left me to Foster Care before the New Year. Thankfully, my best friend, Angela's, father took me out before I turned sixteen. I've been living with her ever since."
Booth just sat there and listened with a shocked expression that made Brennan blush. "I guess it wasn't a very long story." she mumbled, looking down.
She felt Booth's hand grasp hers on the table. When she looked up, he was giving her an intense, understanding look. "Parker's mother left us." he blurted. "We were nineteen and we'd been living together for about six months. Parker didn't even have his first tooth yet, and she just left one day. Said she couldn't handle a kid and law school right now and she left. We haven't seen her since."
Brennan turned her hand so that it was now grasping his as her eyes filled with sorrow. "I'm so sorry." she said.
Booth shrugged. "It's okay, I guess. Parker and I are doing just fine without her. I've actually been taking some internet classes on law enforcement. As soon as I can afford school, I'm enrolling." He grinned at this thought.
Brennan smiled, too. "That sounds great. I'm sure you could get into Northwestern very easily."
Booth blushed. "Oh, I don't know about that." he said.
"I mean it, Booth." Brennan insisted. "You're smarter than you think. Where do you think Parker gets it?"
Booth grinned cockily. "You really think so?"
"Don't go getting a big head." she said, letting go of his hand and picking up her coffee cup to cover the grimace from the loss of contact. "You're already cocky as it is."
Booth chuckled. "All in the Booth charm, Ma'am." he said.
Brennan chuckled. "I bet." Her eyes flitted around the room, then to the clock on the far side of the room. They widened as she noticed the time. "I have to go." she said, standing up. "I have a class tomorrow."
"I'll call you a cab." Booth offered, pulling out his cell phone.
Brennan thanked him and went in search of her pillowcase. When she returned to the kitchen, Booth was standing by the sink, washing out his coffee mug. He turned when he felt her presence in the room. "Said he'd be here in about ten minutes. Sit and finish your coffee."
Brennan did so, but found that her coffee had grown cold. She made a face and Booth chuckled. "It can't be that bad." he said.
"You'd be surprised." Brennan said, bringing it over to the sink and standing next to him as she washed it out and he dried his.
Booth smiled at the domestic feeling he got from just standing next to her at the sink, washing coffee cups of instant coffee. This was her first time here and the first time she's really seen him without his uniform on, in the driver's seat of a bus. But something about it felt so natural.
He was taken from his thoughts when she handed him her cup and their fingers brushed slightly as their eyes met.
Without thinking, Booth brought his mouth down to hers, fusing their lips and moaning as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Booth dropped the coffee cup into the sink, not caring that the handle fell off as he wrapped his arms around her waist and sighed into her mouth as their tongues met.
Again, without thinking he lifted her onto the edge of the sink, their lips never parting and her hands weaved into his short brown hair, scratching lightly at his scalp as his hands weaved their way through her hair, getting lost in the soft tresses.
They were broken apart all too soon by the sound of a horn honking.
Booth stepped back, letting Brennan slide to the floor, matching blushes blooming up on their faces.
Brennan looked towards the ground, trying to steady herself on uneasy legs.
"Wow," Booth breathed, smiling slightly, "That was..."
"Yeah." Brennan sighed, chancing a glance at him.
He smiled down at her and she smiled shyly back. "So," Booth said, "I'll see you tomorrow?"
Brennan nodded. "Unless I fall ill during the night, then I suppose so."
Booth chuckled. "Good one, Bones." he said.
"I don't know what that means." she responded, blankly.
Booth chuckled again at the all too familiar phrase of hers. "I'll walk you to the door." he said, grabbing her pillowcase and leading her out by his hand on the small of her back.
Brennan smiled at the tingles that elicited and allowed him to lead her straight to the front door and out to the cab.
Before she got in, Booth grabbed her once more and pulled her towards him for a passionate parting kiss.
When they reluctantly pulled away, they were both smiling. "I'll see you tomorrow, Booth." Brennan said.
Booth smiled softly at her and opened the cab door. "I'll see you tomorrow, Bones."
Brennan smiled and pecked his lips again before climbing into the cab with her bag of candy and waving as the cab departed, watching him from the back as the cab and sighing to herself.
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