Because it's the weekend and we all are still social distancing on our couch I think I wish you a happy weekend with another chapter. Have fun.
May 12,2008
Dear Bones,
I am so, so bored. I'm sitting here with the Agents Burns, MacKenzie and Botterbloom. Yeah, I know, that's a funny name. You met him once, when we had that case with the dead body under the bleachers. He's the one with the crazy haircut. Anyway, they sit here and watch me, taking turns in shifts. I'm never really alone, but it's boring as hell anyway.
Us guys have talked about football, basketball, hockey and even soccer. Yeah, I know...I hate soccer, but that just goes to show how bored I am.
And the worst thing is that none of them is a Phillies fan, and that's not even tolerable. I keep yelling at the TV screen all by myself when my team is on, and they act like I'm crazy.
So now we've been through all the important topics there are to discuss, and I still have to hang out here for 7 more days. What are we gonna talk about now? Because you know, we aren't girls. We can't talk about other stuff, like our hair or our nails, or clothes. Guys only talk about sports, or maybe action thrillers, but that's it.
It's not like I can take up knitting or something like that, although, believe me, I've been so bored I've seriously considered it.
I'm not allowed to have any contacts outside, since there's so much at stake, so I spend my time eating, sitting on the couch, and going to sleep. Then the next day, it's the same thing all over again. Because of my wound, I'm not even allowed to work out. I'm getting fat!
You know, I should've listened more to Sweets when he told me Pam was dangerous. I didn't get that she was so jealous about you, or that regarded you as my girlfriend. I didn't get that at all.
So that's what other people think of us...that we're a couple, huh?
It was such a carefree evening, and you were singing 'Girls just wanna have fun'. You were having fun...we were all having fun...and I couldn't take my eyes off you. You were just glowing, okay? Maybe that's why I didn't hear Pam calling my name the first time. I was in shock when I saw her pointing that gun in your direction and it was too late to pull my own weapon. All I could do is step in front of that bullet so you would be safe...and I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
The last thing I remember is you, begging me to hold on, and then I woke up in a hospital bed, surrounded by FBI agents and Director Cullen was standing right in front of me. I wanted to see you so badly but they didn't allow it, instead telling me about the plan to catch that guy who's been wanted for so long. I had no choice, believe me.
Anyway, I gave them a list with your name at the top so at least I know that you got notified that I'm not dead.
Do you miss me as much as I miss you? Because I really, really do miss you...
Sometimes at night, when I can't sleep, since I'm not really tired from doing nothing, I think of you. Uhm, I guess that's not exactly true, because I'm always thinking of you. I can't help it. You're always on my mind.
Maybe you're also laying in bed, thinking of me and the moment when we'll see each other again. That's a soothing idea, you know? I feel really connected to you in those moments.
I have different ideas about how our reunion would happen. I've been thinking up different places and situations, but no matter what, the plan always ends with you throwing yourself into my arms, hugging me tight, and at least in my dreams, we kiss.
I mean, really kiss, not French people meeting on the street. It's a hot ,open mouth kiss, with lots of tongue contact...you know, like that one we shared in your office at Christmas. I absolutely cannot get that mistletoe kiss out of my mind. My lips are still tingling from the memory of it.
Anyway, after the kiss, I finally whisper I love you in your ear. At least in my dreams, I'm allowed to do that, but I don't know if I'll have the courage to really say it out loud when we're finally together again.
Sleep tight,
Booth
AN: Because we never learned what Booth did during these 2 weeks I could write anything. That's what came out. Next letter will be a follow up. Please let me know what you think of it.