CHAPTER TWO

Booth didn't answer with a word. Instead, he slid his arms around her waist and bent his head until his lips touched hers. Her lips trembled, but parted as they touched his. Then touched again. Tempe recovered from the shock enough to wrap her arms around his neck, and she slid one of her hands up into his hair. One of his hands moved up to cradle the back of her head. Booth pulled back to breathe, and rested his forehead against hers. Tempe opened her eyes and grinned at him. When his eyes met hers, he found he couldn't resist and he captured her lips in another kiss, this one hot and intense, a kiss that left both of them breathless.

Booth pressed his face against Tempe's. He could feel her breath on his lips, and when he breathed out, he felt her shiver.
"God Bones." He whispered, his lips brushing against hers. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?"
"If it's anything like what you do to me," Tempe whispered back, giving him a small kiss, "then I think I have a pretty good idea." She had to smile against his lips when he chuckled.
"Cute Bones. Cute."
"Thank you." She replied cheekily.

Booth laughed again and pulled her close. He nuzzled her neck, which made Tempe laugh. She breathed in his scent, almost whimpering when he kissed her cheek and pulled back.
"I have to go." He said with a sigh, kissing her gently on the forehead.
"I have to go too." Tempe agreed.
"Listen, Bones." Booth framed her face with his hands, sliding his fingers into her hair to hold her head. "About that stalker . . ." He kissed her quickly to stop her protest, then continued. "I know you can take care of yourself, but I care about you, so be careful, all right? I don't want you hurt."

Tempe felt her heart melt at the concern in his eyes and she smiled at him.
"I'll be careful." She told him gently, kissing his cheek. "I promise."
"All right." He grinned as he slid his hand slowly down her face, then removed his hands and stepped back. "I'll see you later."
"Bye." Tempe said, climbing into her car and driving home.

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He had watched her all day. God, she was beautiful. And she was all his. Of course, she just hadn't realized it yet. She didn't think she was ready for a relationship right now, but he knew better. He was perfect for her right now, and he knew it. He had seen her looking at him in the nightclub. But now that damn FBI agent was moving in on his girl. He had seen them kissing in the parking lot. He didn't blame Temperance of course. She was a woman and weak. But he did blame the FBI agent. He would have to be punished, along with Temperance of course. Just because he didn't blame her didn't mean she could escape the consequences of her actions.

Damn it, she was on the phone with him again! She just saw that damn FBI guy, what could she possibly have to say to him? He could tell that it was him by the way she was acting. When she talked to her friend Angela, she curled up on the couch. When she talked to anyone else from work, she paced. But when she talked to Booth, she was all over the place. She sat on the couch, then she stood up, then she started to pace, then she leaned against the wall, then she sat back down again. And she played with her hair whenever she talked to Booth. This was getting ridiculous. He was going to have to do something about this.

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Tempe was just pulling into her parking space when her cell phone rang. She smiled when the caller ID told her who it was. Tempe flipped her phone open.
"Hello Booth."
"Hi Bones."
"Why are you calling me? I just saw you ten minutes ago. What's up?"
"Take it easy Bones. I just wanted to make sure you got home all right."
"Why wouldn't I?"

Tempe has locked her car and was almost to her front door. She grinned when she heard Booth growl in frustration.
"Bones, you have some creepy guy stalking you, remember?"
"He is not stalking me Booth. Just following me around. Everywhere I go."
"Yeah, that's stalking Bones."
"You worry too much Booth." Tempe opened her door and was almost knocked off her feet by her huge, gray tom cat. He meowed pitifully while throwing all twenty three pounds of himself at her shins. Tempe wondered if she'd have a bruise tomorrow. Temporally forgetting who she was on the phone with, she bent down to stroke her pet.

"Aw, poor Bones." She cooed. "Are you hungry?"
"Bones, are you talking to yourself?" Booth asked suddenly, making Tempe jump slightly. Bones obviously wasn't hungry because he took the opportunity to try and shove Tempe in the direction of the living room.
"No, I wasn't talking to myself." She retorted, giving into her cat's demands. "I was talking to my cat."
"You have a cat?"
"Yes."
"And its name is Bones?"
"His name is Bones, yes."
"Oh."

There was silence from Booth for a few seconds. Tempe sat on the couch next to Bones, who instantly became a limp ball of fur as he sagged against her. She scratched behind his ears and was rewarded with a loud purr.
"So, is the why you don't like me calling you 'Bones'?" Booth asked. Tempe stretched as she stood up and began to pace.
"Yes." She told him. "That was the reason at first."
"At first?"
"Well . . ." She fidgeted with a strand of hair and bit her lip as she leaned against the wall. "Honestly, I don't really mind that much any more."
"I only call you Bones because I like you. It's just a private pet name."
"I know. That's why I don't care any more. In fact, I kind of like it."

Tempe smiled when she heard Booth laugh. She wondered over to the window, leaning against the glass and studying her reflection. She saw something move outside and frowned. When she focused, she saw the movement again, along with something else that made her jump back with a gasp before she could stop herself.
"Bones? What is it?"
"I thought I saw someone."
"What?"
"I think someone's outside my window."
"Are you sure?"
"No."
"'No' there's nobody there, or 'no' you're not sure?"
"The second one."

Tempe desperately tried to scan the area outside her window, but the deep winter darkness had swallowed up all traces of the movement. She couldn't see anything, but that didn't mean there wasn't anything, or anyone, out there. Or, it could mean exactly that. She might not be seeing anything because there might not be anything to see.
"Bones, do you want me to come over?" Booth's voice startled her, and made her jump for the second time that night. Suddenly feeling very, very cold, Tempe wrapped her free arm around herself and shivered. She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment before answering Booth's question. Unfortunately, she answered with a question.
"Do . . . do you . . . want to come over?" She asked, horrified and wanting to slap herself because of how scared and pleading she sounded. She prayed Booth hadn't heard the fear in her voice. Her prayers went unanswered.

"I'm coming over. Okay, Bones?" She heard movement on his side, heard the jingle of car keys. "Hold on Bones, I'm on my way."
"Hurry." Tempe whimpered, not caring how helpless she sounded. She could feel someone out there, watching her, and she was terrified.
"I'm coming babe." He assured her. Neither one noticed the endearment. At least, they didn't comment on it. Tempe heard a door shut over the phone, then a jingle of car keys as they unlocked a door. She breathed a sigh of relief. Booth was on his way. Everything would be fine. You'd have to be stupid to try something with an FBI agent around.

But Tempe's relief was short lived as something suddenly flew at the window. She screamed and threw up her arms, instinctively moving back. Her feet tangled together and she fell backwards as her window shattered. Her head struck the floor hard enough to bounce and her vision went white, then black. She could feel the glass falling on her and cutting her, and there was blood on her face. She moaned, then began sinking into blackness. Just before she slipped completely into unconsciousness, she heard Booth's voice coming from her dropped cell phone.
"Bones! Are you okay? What happened? Bones? Bones, answer me! BONES!"
'Booth . . .' Was Tempe's last thought as she allowed the darkness to swallow her.

AN: Okay, I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed. I can't remember all the names, so you get a group thank you. THANK YOU! I love reviews! And I love it that you guys like my story. That means so much to me! Altough I was a little disappointed that no one mentioned my favorite line 'What if I promise not to kill you?'. Oh well. Anyway, here's chapter two. I'm working on Chapter three right now, but it might not get posted for a few days because I have to go tour a campus soon, so I'll be busy. But I'll get it out as fast as possible. Thanks again for all the reviews! Review again please!