Another week has gone by. Booth's arm is still in the sling but he's doing better. I'm constantly worried about him and it scares me so much. Angela has always said that there was something between Booth and me and now I'm starting to see it. I can't stop thinking about him. I think it's possible that I'm falling in love with him.
Thinking about him seems to have magically made him appear. Seeley Booth is standing in my doorway. He has this strange look in his eyes. I have a feeling that he needs me to do something for him.
"Are you ready to go?" He asks. I stare blankly at him. I know there is a smile upon my face as I stare at his lips. The control I once had over myself and my mind is gone. I'm thinking about Booth as more than just a partner, but I know that these thoughts have been there for a while. "Are you okay Tempe?" He asks.
"I'm fine," I answer with a smile. "I'll be ready in a few minutes. I have to send a few e-mails and shut down the computer and I'll be ready." I somehow managed to remember what he said and answer properly.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asks again.
"I'm fine," I say once again. He gives me a look telling me he doesn't believe me.
"What's wrong?" He asks. He's staring into my eyes. How is it that he knows when something is off with me? I look into his eyes.
"Nothing is wrong Seeley. I'm just a little bit tired," I whisper. Not many people could get me to honestly admit to being tired but he could. This case has taken a lot out of the two of us. I've been losing sleep and he got shot and has temporarily lost his arm.
"You need to take a break," He says. As soon as I hear the words I know he is right, I do need a break. Even though I know he is right that isn't making our case go away. My need of sleep isn't going to stop this whack job from setting people on fire.
"I know, we both need a break, but we've gotta catch this guy," I answer. He gives me a look a defeat. I've won. The e-mails can be sent in the morning. I shut down the computer and get up.
We leave the lab in silence. We don't speak until we're back at his place.
"Promise me you'll try and get some sleep Tempe," He asks, when we're both lying down. I snuggle into his chest letting him know that I'll try my hardest to get some sleep. I drift off within moments. For the first time in three weeks I got a full night of sleep.
I wake up and it's light out. The sunlight is pouring in through the blinds. Booth is wide awake and staring at me.
"What time is it?" I ask, as I rub the sleep from my eyes.
"9:37," He answers. I start freaking out.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I yell.
"I didn't wake you up because you needed to get some sleep," He answers. Sleep, I think with a smile. I know I just yelled at him for letting me sleep but now I want to go back. "Tempe are you okay?" He asks.
"I wanna go back to sleep," I say dreamily. He stares at me as if I'm insane. "I'm not insane though. The past three weeks of sleepless nights are coming back to haunt me.
"Is there something that's bothering you Tempe?" He asks. I know that I cannot answer with a no because it wouldn't be the truth. Something is bothering me, but I don't wish to tell him what that something is. He is waiting for my response but I give him none. Should I tell him what it is that is bothering me? Maybe I should.
"Nothing is bothering me Booth, nothing," I lie. So much for telling him the truth, I think silently to myself. He gives me a look, telling me silently without words that he knows I'm lying to him. He really wants to know what is bothering me, but I must stay silent. He can't know that I'm slowly falling in love with him. Or can he know the truth? I look into his eyes and what I see startles me. He is hurt because I refuse to tell him the truth; he thinks that I do not trust him.
"I think I'm in love with you," I mumble. There I told him. I look into his eyes; they're sparkling, with happiness. I'm confused now. These last three weeks have been insane. Booth and I have been different, our entire relationship has changed. Before our last case we argued constantly and now we're getting along, and I'm having fuzzy feelings for him. This isn't right.
"This isn't gonna be the best of timing then," He starts. "Who the hell am I kidding," He adds. "This is perfect timing," He finishes, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had recently settled between us. His words have affected me, with fear. Is he going to want me to get out, to leave? I move myself into a sitting position as he digs his hand into the pocket of his sweatpants. He stares at me. Our eyes are burning holes into each other. I feel his piercing gaze on me. His question startles me and makes me happy that I'm not standing up.
"Temperance Brennan, will you marry me?" He asks. I think I've just left the confinement of reality, because in the reality in which I live Seeley Booth would never be asking me to marry him and I would not have these deep feelings for him. I ponder his question though and where it might have come from and I realize that this has been coming together for the past three weeks. We felt it before this started. The feelings have been hiding deep within for such a long time and I think now we're both allowing them to surface. So now I must ask myself will I marry him.
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