The Ties that Bind
I own nothing; Bones belongs to Fox and its affiliates as well as Kathy Reich's. I simply want to borrow them for my own amusement. All constructive reviews are appreciated and welcome, no flames please. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews guys, I realize that they seemed a bit out of character but it was needed. Of course Brennan feels remorse! How could she not? R&R Please and on with the show - VP
Chapter 6 - What Becomes of The Broken Hearted
Brennan stood in her office incredulous. For the first time in her life she had behave like an irrational emotionally unstable schoolgirl. She, who prided herself in her ability to objectively analyze the situation rationally had burst into tears and ran away. She never ran, from anything or anybody.
Wincing, she remembered the horrible things she had said to him. He was right, she was socially inept. She owed him her life many times; he had always been there to protect her no matter how much she protested. Even more then that though he was a fastly becoming a daily fixture in her life, and a very dear friend. She desperately did not want to loose him but just didn't understand how to fix what she had done. Glancing over to her couch she felt a wave of pain upon the sight of her dress, remembering the feel of his lips feather light on her hand.
Oh Booth, she thought to herself, I'm so sorry I hope you let me make it right Glancing at her clock she found that it was 7:15, wiping her eyes she ventured back downstairs, when Booth came back she was most defiantly going to have answers for him. About everything.
Meanwhile………..
Booth sat in his living room glaring at his coffee as if it were the enemy. Did she really think that about him? It hurt him deeply to think so despite everything that happened between them that night he still cared for her. Sighing he took the cup into the kitchen.
Bones, I'll never ever come close to expressing how much I regret what was said last night he thought Hell, its my fault I just get insanely jealous when these men sidle up and presume to know you. They will never know you like I do. Placing his cup in the sink, he returned to the living room. Looking down he smiled, the perfect peace offering grabbing it he reached for his car keys; it was time to go talk to her. About everything.
Jeffersonian……….
Brennan busied herself with the evidence in front of her. Her team stepped carefully upon finding her this morning working with the fury of a lioness. They had learned that when Brennan was on the warpath the safest place to be was on the sidelines. Angela got a fresh reminder when she asked if Brennan had been crying. She was met with a cross reply of absolutely not. Poor Zach had received the brunt of her anger when he asked if Agent Booth would be returning for the evidence. Clearly Booth was not a subject for conversation today, they were grateful for her attention to her work that is until Captain Richards showed up.
Brennan was cross referencing something on her computer when Captain Richards came in looking happy and rested. Brennan scowled.
"Dr Brennan, how are you this fine morning" His enthusiasm grated on her nerves.
"Fine thank you," she was polite. Barely
"Here is another box of evidence my team collect from the site, thought I'd bring it to you right away." He was still grinning like a fool
"Thank you, if you just bring that to my assistant Zach Addy, he will process it as soon as possible" Her tone was dismissive, unawares of his plight he plowed on.
"Listen, I haven't had breakfast yet why don't you join me. I would really like to get to know you better and you can update me on the case progress so far." He looked hopeful
"I'm sorry but I don't have the time, there is still a lot of work to be done here." She didn't even bother to look up.
"Ah, I see I'm sorry I didn't realize that you and Agent Booth…" he trailed off
Her neck snapped around to look at him, he couldn't read the expressions darting across her face: embarrassment, nervousness, hurt, pain, anger it was just to fast for him to catch. Her tone was careful and betrayed nothing.
"Booth and I are just good friends."
He visibly brightened at this a look of triumph on her face. "Listen, that's good you can do so much better, after all the man, was a sniper---"He was cut of by the fury of a woman in front of him
"Captain Richards, how dare you presume to tell me what is best for me you don't know me whatsoever." She was really on the warpath now stopping only then breathing forced her to stop "Furthermore, do not stand in front of me and blatantly disrespect Agent Booth, he is a fine man, a dear friend and someone I trust with my life. He has saved my life more times then I can count and put up with my nonsense that has gotten him injured many time. I owe this man my life. He has and will always have my everlasting, respect, friendship and love. How dare you—"she stopped in mid sentence. Captain Richards had turned to face the person behind him. Leaning against the door was Special Agent Booth with an unreadable expression on his face.
"Booth," Brennan started to explain herself when he spun and left the building.
"Gag" she growled in frustration. Addressing Captain Richards she spoke quickly.
"Leave now, in the future I suggest if you have further business here send a messenger." She raced past him down the stairs grabbing her coat and keys on the way out.
She had to find Booth and explain; damn that man had impeccable timing.