Summary: It was just a friendly dinner…right?
Disclaimer: I do not own Bones, Temperance, Booth, Zach, Hodgins, Angela, the Jeffersonian, or DC. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction. It'd be on TV.
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Chapter One- Temperance
The Medico-Legal was quiet as Dr. Temperance Brennan studied the pelvic bone in her hand. Jotting down a final note, Temperance put down the bone and her pen and sighed. Her sigh seemed to echo and reverberate around the empty room. Zach, Hodgins, Angela, and the rest of the people who worked in the lab had at least an hour ago. As usual, Temperance was the last to leave.
Temperance brought a now latex-free hand up to the back of her neck to rub out the kink there. As she rubbed, a though occurred to her, and checked her watch, she hurried off to the restroom. Earlier that day, while at a crime scene, Booth had offered, or nearly forced her, to go out and have dinner. After all, Booth said, she needed a change of scenery, and it was just a friendly dinner. Unable to find a way to refuse, Temperance reluctantly agreed.
As she checked herself in the mirror, she wondered what exactly had stopped her from saying no. She'd never had qualms with being curt with Booth before. While Temperance applied her lip gloss, she paused and chuckled at herself, 'primping' for dinner with Booth. With some surprise, she realized she had the unfamiliar sensation of butterflies in her stomach.
"The body's natural reaction to nervousness or anxiousness, most commonly experienced before or during a public appearance and/or performance or….a date."
Temperance muttered to her reflection, eyes widening at her last two words. A date? This was a friendly dinner with Booth, someone she worked with. Right? Figures. The first time she could remember having butterflies in her stomach, and she was having dinner with Boot. She'd shared meals with him before. Why was she feeling different tonight? Temperance stubbornly shook that thought out of her head. She removed the elastic from her ponytail and shook out her hair, combing her fingers through it, fixing it as well as she could. She checked her watched again. 8:28. Booth was supposed to meet her outside the lab at 8:30, but he was probably already there, Squaring her shoulders, Temperance said out loud,
"It's just a friendly dinner with a friend and coworker, just like you've done before millions of times."
With a nod to her reflection, she left the restroom. However, as she headed for the door of the lab, she wasn't so sure.
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