Story: The Angels From My Nightmare
Disclaimer: I do happen to own something here! Okay, Jordan and Riley are MINE! But everyone else belongs to FOX…. Damn.
Spoilers: Minor for 'The Soldier on the Grave' and minor for 'The Woman in Limbo'
Pairing: BoothxBrennan
Chapters: This first chapter is but a teaser, though a dark teaser for the super light and fluffy schtuffs later. Call this the German chocolate cake, but you're angels food cake is coming up in the next chapter. Sooo, here is the ANGEL FOOD CAKE!
Summary: This was his family, his angels in the darkness.
Chapter 2: My Angel
Note: This was just a fun piece to write, and I really had fun writing it. Hope everyone enjoys a purely fluff family-centered piece! Tis great fun! But this first chapter is a bit dark, but never fear, for the next stuff is fluffy as all get out!
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Booth awoke with a start, his eyes flying open as he sat up. Light streamed in through the partially closed curtains on the right, hurting his dilated eyes as he squinted around the room. He felt the weight fall from his chest with a small 'oof.' Mouth dry and breath coming in short, quick gasps, he looked beside him where Tempe was rising to a kneeling position from where he had thrown her off in his sitting up.
Her hand gently touched his bare shoulder and Booth immediately melted into her touch, shuddering at the memories of the screams. He fell against her chest, his forehead colliding with her collarbone and she circled her arms around his broad shoulders. She could feel his erratic heartbeat through the thin cotton t-shirt she wore and his shaky breath press the fabric against her skin as he breathed in and out.
"Did you have that dream again?" She asked quietly, her voice soothing on traumatized ears. Booth shuddered and nodded, taking a deep breath and trying to calm himself before pulling back from her comforting arms. He placed his hands on her upper arms and studied her. It was something he did after every dream like this one; he studied. Her torn face from the dream was still vivid, her accusations still piercing through his heart like an arrow.
Tempe had on a pair of loose black pants that fell over her feet and his large gray FBI t-shirt swamped her small frame. Messy auburn hair fell flat around her face, framing large, worried blue eyes. Booth's gaze roamed across her face and he noticed a bleeding cut on her forehead along with a fresh bruise. His eyes shot open as he took in the way the blood slowly trickled down the side of her delicate face, his heart aching.
"Oh god, Bones…" Booth murmured, removing on hand to gently touch her forehead. Tempe flinched slightly as he touched the edge of the bruise and he recoiled slightly, but his fingers found their way back to his face and lightly traced the dark spot on her head.
"I, I hurt you, honey…" He whispered in disbelief. She gave him a half smile and took his hand in hers, bringing it down to her cheek and closing her eyes as she leaned her cheek into his hand. Her nose nuzzled his palm as she kissed it.
"It's fine, Seeley. I'm the one who bought you that ring in the first place, anyways." She gave him the rest of her beautiful smile as they locked eyes, his hand still against her cheek, his thumb lightly caressing her face.
The light pitter-patter of tiny footsteps interrupted the moment and the door banged open. A large picture frame on the dresser fell over, clinging against the glass-covered surface of the wood. Two small children stood in the hall, one with large green eyes and dark brown hair, the other with blue eyes and a lighter brunette mop of hair falling across his young face. The little green-eyed girl ran from her brother's side to the end of the bed, her eyes wide and questioning in a way only a four-year-old's eyes could be. She placed her hands on the foot of the bed and pounded on the comforter in an impatient manner.
"Mommy, what's wrong?" Little Jordan yelled from her position by the comforter. She bounced up and down as she repeated her question, messy brown braids flying though he air. Riley stepped into the room and approached with a bit more self control, though the five-year-old boy was bursting with curiosity. He really was quite mature for one of so few years.
"Why'd you yell Daddy's name?" He asked, blue eyes round and innocent. His light brown hair fell across his eyes in a way that reminded Booth of Parker when he was Riley's age. The little blonde haired kid was almost ten now.
Booth smiled at the two little children and wrapped an arm around Tempe's shoulders, pulling her to his side and she leaned against his side.
"Just a bad dream." He reassured the two. Jordan pursed her lips and hopped up onto the bed using her big brother's shoulder, as she was quite small for her age. The girl crawled across the tangled blankets and sheets to her father's side and placed her hands on his knee as she peered into his deep brown eyes, her face turned up.
"But Mommy made it all better, right?" The energetic brunette questioned. Booth picked her up and turned her around in his lap, hands pinning her little arms to her side as she smiled at her pretty mother across from her.
"You bet she did, Jordy." Booth grinned over the little girl's head at Tempe. Riley had crawled into her lap and was sitting on one knee, his short legs stretched across her folded ones. Tempe had an arm around Riley and she affectionately ruffled his light brown hair with the other.
"Who's hungry?" She smiled. Jordan bounced up and down in Booth's lap in excitement.
"I want pancakes!" She announced to everyone. Riley's face lit up at the mention of his favorite breakfast food.
"Can I help flip 'em? Can I?" He turned to Tempe, his bright blue eyes reflecting her own color as they shone with excitement.
"Sure, Riley." Tempe kissed his forehead and the five-year-old broke out in a grin, revealing a missing front tooth. Jordan began to squirm in her father's lap and Riley jumped off Tempe and rolled off the bed.
"C'mon, Jordy! Let's go get the stuff!" He spoke with a slight lisp without his tooth. Booth picked the wriggling child up and held her a few inches above the ground as he gave them final instructions.
"You two go get the stuff okay? Mommy and I will be there in a minute." Booth said and he set Jordan on the ground. She took off running as soon as her little socked feet connected with the carpet and she shot towards the door.
"Jordan?" Tempe called after her. Two heads popped back into view in the doorway.
"Wait until after we get there to get out the powdered sugar, kay?" She asked. Jordan nodded and disappeared down the hallway with Riley. "You, too, Riley!" She yelled after the disappearing pairs of dinosaur and cloud pajamas. Booth chuckled as a loud bang came from the kitchen. Riley and Jordan had discovered the day before that they were taller if she got on his back. Not the sturdiest pair, but it was cute to see them try to reach pans and cookies.
"Feeling better?" Tempe turned to face Booth and took his hand in hers, stroking it gently. Booth pulled her to his chest and kissed her on the forehead, his mind and heart at ease.
"Yes." He smiled. "All it takes is a look at you and at them… Why don't you go help the kids and I'll get you a bandaide for that." Tempe smirked at him and rolled her eyes.
"I don't need a bandaide." She claimed. She pulled herself out of his grasp and walked over to the dresser. Her fingers found the edge of a silver frame and she righted the fallen photographs. It was her favorite frame; one Russ had given her for her birthday last year. It held three pictures, and the silver framing was inlaid with little skulls and birds. Slightly morbid, but it was her favorite nonetheless. She gazed lovingly at the three pictures the frame now held, smiling at each memory.
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Coming Up: Tempe has memories of the pictures! Should be good, very fluffy…
Bad place to stop, I know, but I'm tired and going to go to sleep now. Next chapter to come tomorrow, actually, today, because it's 12:07 in the morning now… dang. Not a lot of wait in between because this was originally a one-shot, but whatever. Hehe. -Ash