We're getting into the home stretch here people. . .
"But what I do. . .we do," she corrects herself before he can. "Is put murders like him away." He may love her (very much), but sometimes she's far to work oriented.
"Okay. You're not Dr. Brennan today, you're Temperance." She frowns at that and he knows exactly what she's going to say, "I don't know what that means." He can't help but chuckle a little. "The scientist part of you got sidelined, temporarily by the mother." Not only is she frowning, but now she's looking at him like he's crazy. "I still don't know what that means."
"Bones, just take the brain, okay? Put in in neutral. Take the heart – pop it into overdrive." To illustrate his point he leans back a bit and pretends for a moment he's driving a super-car, "vroom, vroom." His poor attempts at sounding like a car get a laugh out of her.
"Sometimes I think you're from another planet." He wants to tease her with 'men are from Mars, women are from Venus' but she'd probably go off on a tangent about how that's not possible. Instead he stops 'driving' and returns to his previous position. "And sometimes. . ." she gives him a soft smile. "You're better than anything I'd ever hoped for." That brings a few tears to his eyes, which he quickly blinks back. And whatever happens between them, this'll be one of those moments he'll remember whenever he thinks of her.
Hugging her father brings back surprisingly happy memories of her childhood. She thinks she finally understands what Booth meant by her being Temperance today and not Dr. Brennan. Glancing up she sees him standing there, as if summoned by her thoughts, with a smile on his face. His eyes meet her and speeches seem to pass between them in a few seconds. Turning her attention back to her father she takes two steps back and takes a deep breath.
"Dad, there's something you should know." She doesn't know him well enough to tell whether his expression is worried or just curious.
"Well?" He asks when she doesn't say what. "What is it?" "I think. . .I think it would be better if I showed you. Tomorrow." He raises an eyebrow, but nods anyways. "I'll be over sometime in the afternoon then." She returns the nod, that should give her time to try and figure out how she's going to do this.
Happy T-day to those of you that celebrate it!
