Hey! I was going to write this as a sequel, but I couldn't resist waiting – so it's a entirely new fanfic!
Please R&R!
xXx Tiana
Michael: Tempe! Tempe! Tempe, I'm sorry. What can I do?
(Bones stops and faces him then turns away and continues walking. Booth comes running out.)
Booth: Bones, (snaps) the Costello's are trying to cop to a plea to a charge that won't mean the death penalty. They know they're going down.
Bones: (angry) You had no right. There are things that are private.
Booth: Yeah, maybe you're right but you know what this was my case too. Alright, so nothing personal?
That had been a year ago. In that year, a lot of things had changed. For starters, she hadn't seen Michael Sires since then; instead moving into another relationship, which had begun a month after se had asked him to research on her parents' case. Another thing that had changed. Brennan no longer kept the secret of her past control her, instead, opening up. Just a bit, to Angela's liking.
'Hey.' A very familiar, and welcoming, voice announced at the doorway to her office.
Brennan looked up from her screen, which she was re-reading her latest update by her publishers on her new novel. She smiled at the sight of Booth leaning against her doorframe, arms folded.
'Hey. You're back!' she replied, getting up from behind her desk. Meeting halfway, she gave her partner, and lover, as Angela had told her that the term 'boyfriend' wasn't appropriate out of teens, a well longed for hug. Burying her face in his neck, she inhaled, finally realising how much she had missed him, even for a week apart.
Booth wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Burying his face in her hair, he finally realised how much he could miss her in a week.
Eventually, pulling away from each other, Brennan kept her arms around his neck, while he hadn't moved his arms either. Tilting her head upwards, just the bit, she kissed him, softly but meaningfully. But before it could turn into something more passionate, they were rudely interrupted by a very familiar presence.
'Get a room, guys!' Angela said, her voice contradicting with the look of disgust on her face.
Brennan reluctantly broke from Booth, and felt him do so too. She placed her hands on his chest, if only to still touch him, and smiled coyly at her best friend over his shoulder. Booth turned his head over his shoulder too.
'Nice to see you too, Angela.' He said, serenely. She smiled in response and gave Brennan a wide grin and wink while booth headed to sit on the couch in her office.
'What's going on, Ange?' Brennan asked, hoping that there was a valid reason to why she had interrupted them.
'Nothing much.' She shrugged. 'I've done the timeline and reconstruction of Zara Mani's death and Zack was saying something about… something.' Angela waved a hand in dismissal, now staring at Booth, all thoughts lost.
'Uh, sweetie, are you ok?' she asked an almost sleeping Booth. He was leaning his head back and had his eyes closed. Now that Brennan thought about it, he did seem a bit different.
'Hm? Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tried.' He replied, eyes now open. He shifted his gaze to Brennan, who was looking at him with concern. 'Seriously. I am. Just tired. The case took it all out of me, that's all.' He smiled his smile at the end, and Brennan knew that that was all that it was. She smiled back and nodded.
'Maybe you should've gone home instead.'
'And put off seeing you? I don't think so.' He smiled again, causing Brennan to melt. He reached out for her hand, and tugged her to come to him. She did, absentmindedly, while talking to Angela.
'What?' she asked when she saw the look on her face. Before she knew it, Brennan was sitting in Booth's lap, her arm behind his neck, resting on the back of the couch. A year ago, she wouldn't have dared to o something like that. But that was a year ago.
Angela shook her head in mock disbelief and walked off, calling behind her;
'Drop by anytime you want to close this case!'
Brennan laughed. She then turned her attention to Booth.
'What?' she asked, seeing the smile on his face. 'What?'
'Nothing.' He whispered, leaning in to kiss her once again. This time they weren't disrupted, but Brennan broke it after a while. Booth moaned.
'Hey! I've got a case to go finish, Seeley! So don't you moan at me!' she declared, poking at him with each word. However, she made no signs to move from her position.
'So, how did your case go?' she asked wanting to spend as much time as possible, stalling.
'Alright, I guess. No new leads, no new evidence. A week of getting to Westminster and back, interviewing everyone in the neighbourhood. But no one changed his or her opinion or statements. Sorry.' He added, sensing the disappointment in her. She shook her head, and rested her head against his.
'It's ok. Didn't expect much anyways.' They sat in silence or a moment, just happy that they were there together. In the end, Brennan made to get up.
'I should really get the case done.' She murmured.
'Yeah, you should. But it's only 3 o'clock. You've got all day still.' Booth said, arching one eyebrow. Brennan shook her head and pushed herself up off of his lap.
'Should and will. Now.' She stated.
'Ok.' He sighed. 'Oh, before I forget…' he got a piece of paper out of his jacket pocket and held it out for Brennan to take. She took it, confused about what it was about. Opening it out, a look of recognition passed her face, and then one of irritation.
Looking over at Booth, she saw that he had a wide smile on his face, but was not paying attention to him, instead playing with his blue ball thing.
'Not. Funny.' She snapped, trying to keep a smile from creeping onto her face. As she said it, she had crumpled up the piece of paper into a ball and then chucked it at him, to hit him directly on the chest.
He simply shrugged and continued laughing, while she rolled her eyes and walked out of her office. Once out, she shook her head and let the smile show.
The paper had been a form which she had filled in, for the third time for permission to carry a gun. On it, in big red letters, was the word 'DENIED', also for the third time.
Some things never changed.
Please R&R!
Was that good?
Shall I keep it as a one shot – or carry on? I dunno if you find it good or what…
SO PLEASE R&R!
I'll update ASAP – if I get the love for it that is!
xXx Tiana