Dear Journal/Sweets,
That was exciting. So, Brenn and Sweets were driven off the road. They are both okay, thank God. We all kinda freaked out a little when we heard, but Booth is still really freaked out. He was struggling around the house, telling me he was going in because he had to be with Brennan; had to protect her, because Perotta wasn't doing her job (He considers his #1 job protecting her, and investigation is second priority). He called Brenn, and it was an interesting conversation. I only really heard what Booth said, but I could piece together the other side of the conversation.
Booth was wondering why Perotta wasn't with her, and then he said something about being protected by a smurf ( I assumed he meant Sweets), and then he started rambling on and on about smurfs… (He couldn't think of the name of the one he was comparing Sweets too… Even though I was in the background, laughing and saying "Poppa Smurf! Poppa Smurf!") Anyway, then he was insisting he was coming in, and I think she told him not to, but he kept saying he was coming and he was pain free (while he was grimacing in pan), but she ultimately convinced him not to. But that wasn't the best part.
He asked to talk to Perotta.
I almost wanted him to yell at her, but it was better. Kind of like this:
"The only reason I'm not coming in right now is because Bones told me not to. But if you let anything happen to her… Anything… With that silky black (I know, black??), and that soft skin…"
Praise Jesus for Vicodin.
L