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Ch. 7

Temperance stood in her darkened apartment, having just shut the door. She could hear the rain tapping on the glass of her windows, her apartment was that quiet. She just stood there for the longest time. She made no move to turn on any lights in her apartment, she walked slowly over to her coat rack, and removed her jacket, and set her keys aside on the table nearby. She stumbled in a daze over to her sofa, and sank down into the cushions, bewildered at how she was feeling. She let out the breath she'd been holding, and put her head in her hands.

She realized on some level that it was totally illogical to feel so devastated, at someone whom you have only known for such a short time, yet this loss felt so much more intense. Was I falling in love with David? she wondered to herself silently. Shaking her head, impossible. Not possible. She shoved that thought aside. Running her fingers through her dampened hair, she leaned back, and stared at the ceiling.

She certainly didn't feel like this when she and Pete had broken up, and Michael, well, that was different. Perhaps it was more because she was broken up with in such an unusual way. No fighting, no closure. She thought she had read David so well. Was she really that blind? How could she have missed the fact he wanted to take her money and run? Not to mention that fact that he was married? He seemed to genuinely enjoy her company, and he was so tender with her too. Was it really all an act? What if I am always going to be alone? she thought to herself, angrily wiping the tears from her cheeks.

Maybe Booth was mistaken she thought to herself suddenly. Maybe this was some jealousy thing…. or something, she considered. Why would Booth be jealous? She considered, frowning. Simply his alpha male tendencies taking over…?

Standing abruptly, she strode to her computer, and looked up the address of this Mark Tilseth person Booth claimed David really was. Quickly finding the address, she jotted it down on a scrap of paper, and decided she was going to go and talk to him for herself. There had to be a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this.

Grabbing her keys, and neglecting to take her coat or cell phone, she slammed her door in a very satisfying way and jogged down the stairs to where her car was parked in the lot below the building.

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Booth glanced at the clock on the dash of the SUV, it was pretty much time to get outta here, but he was worried about Bones. For the entire time he sat there and gazed up at her window, the light never came on, yet he didn't see her leave the building either. Nor did he see her car go by. Just as he was about to call to make sure she was okay, he noticed a sliver streak of a sports car go by, dangerously fast in this rain. That was her car, and where the HELL did she think she was going anyway? He thought angrily.

Putting his vehicle into drive, and accelerating as fast as conditions allowed, he finally caught up to her in traffic, attempting to stay a few car lengths back, so she didn't notice him following her. He knew she wasn't on the way to Angela's – that was in the other direction, and he also knew she wasn't going to the lab, because that too was the opposite way of where she was going. Well I am just going to see where she is going so damn fast in this weather before I check on her ex money stealing boyfriend he thought to himself grimly.

End ch. 7 - keep the reviews comin' guys!