Chapter Eighteen
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AN/ So, I'm back from my vacation, I hope you haven't given up on this story. I'll update faster now again, I promise! This chapter is a little longer than usual, but I'm sure you don't mind!
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Temperance was first to pull away. She looked at Booth worriedly as she saw him swaying there he sat. "Maybe you should lie down," she suggested.
Booth shook his head. "Let's get out of here, before that psycho wakes up."
Temperance gave Lisa a quick look. She nodded, throwing another glance at her best friend. She smiled as she saw Angela standing comfortably with Collin's arms around her. That's so Ange, finding a guy in every situation.
She turned back to Booth. "Can you walk?"
"Yeah, I'm okay, I don't even know if I have to go to the hospital," Booth mumbled.
Temperance didn't buy that. And her suspicions were confirmed as Booth tried to stand. His legs immediately gave way under him and he almost fell.
Temperance held on to him, helping him sit down again. "Seeley," she whispered, feeling extremely sorry for him.
"You need a hand?"
Collin asked as he and Angela realized they were about to get going.
"No I just need some…" Booth started but Temperance cut him off.
"Yes," she said. "Booth's legs are too weak."
"They're not weak, it's just…"
Temperance cut him off again. "It's okay baby," her hand flew to her mouth as she realized what she'd said. She glanced at Angela who was giving her a huge smile.
"I never thought of you as that type Sweetie," Angela smiled.
"What type?"
"You know, the romantic type!"
Temperance rolled her eyes. "I'm not romantic Ange."
"Yeah, whatever you say."
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Three days later and after a lot of arguing and discussing with the doctors, Booth was allowed to go home but come back to the hospital twice a week for a check up. You could think that this was great, but the thing is Booth wasn't allowed to live alone in case something happened. And that was what caused the big problem, and also the arguing.
Booth shifted in the sofa, glancing at the woman next to him. It was ridiculous, why couldn't he be alone? What could possibly happen? But he didn't complain that much, and he hoped Temperance didn't either. Booth smiled a little, maybe this 'head trouble' he was having, wasn't only bad, it brought him and Bones closer. If this hadn't happened, he was sure neither himself nor Bones would have had the guts to admit their love for each other.
"Hey, it's getting late, I should go get some sleep," Temperance broke the silence, noticing Booth look at her, she felt like she needed to say something.
"Yeah, it's been a long day."
Temperance nodded and rose. She told Booth goodnight and left the room. Booth remained sitting in the sofa, staring at the closed bedroom door.
The door opened again and Temperance appeared. She looked at Booth, hesitatingly. "Do you want to… uh… you don't have to sleep at the sofa, I have a big bed, we could share… I mean… you don't… do you want to?"
Booth smiled as he was listening to her.
"What?" Temperance sounded so innocent, so not aware of his amused look he almost started to laugh. Suddenly Booth felt insecure himself. Had Bones really offered him to share her bed? He was already sharing her apartment… well, that had been his idea though, but she hadn't protested as much as he thought she would. He had to smile as he thought of them moving some of the stuff he needed there, his car had been totally stuffed. And now Temperance's apartment held the things of two. His CD's next to hers, his clothes next to hers in the closets, and his TV looked really good in her living room... his stuff were everywhere according to Temperance. He just hoped that her pointing that out was a good thing.
"Yeah, thanks," he finally said, getting up on his feet and joined Temperance in the bed room. He looked around, trying to find something to focus at, anything except Bones half naked body as she was only wearing a big T.
Temperance crawled onto the bed. "What side?" she asked.
"Huh?"
"Do you prefer any side of the bed?"
Booth shook his head. Temperance made a small smile, pulling the covers up, covering herself. Booth looked a bit nervous as he took of his shirt and pants, sitting down at the edge of the bed's right side, wearing only his boxers.
The silence fell between them as they were lying there, looking at the ceiling.
"This is awkward…" Booth broke the silence. "You know me and you… in your bed…"
Temperance smiled a little. "Yes it is," she said honestly.
Silence again.
"Hey, goodnight."
"Goodnight," Temperance reached to switch the light off.
The room became pitch black.
Booth sighed loudly, shifting.
Temperance did the same.
"Booth?"
"Yes?" his voice was low as he spoke.
Temperance rolled over to her side. Leaning on her elbow. She looked at Booth, but could hardly see him. Without saying anything, she moved closer to Booth.
"Is it okay if I'm… if I…" Temperance's voice trailed off. She hesitated, and then crawled closer to Booth, leaning lightly against him. She placed one of her arms across his stomach. Her elbow still holding her upper body straight.
"If you, what?"
Temperance decided to take a chance. What did she possible have to loose? If Booth rejected her, things would be like it always was, lonely. So what did she have to loose? Her loneliness?
She lowered her body close to his, letting her head lean against his chest, the arm across his belly tightened a little. Temperance closed her eyes for a while, letting herself feel the closeness, and all the other feelings that were washing over her. Never in her dreams could she have imagined how being this close to Booth could make her feel. She heard Booth's heart beat fast, and her own heart raced. Feeling his warm skin against her cheek made her breathless.
"If I do… this…" she could only manage a whisper.
It took a while before Booth replied. "Of course it is Bones," he said. Booth let one of his arms sneak around her body, the other hand found her hair, softly running its finger through the auburn silk. He could hear Temperance moan softly. Booth couldn't believe she'd made the first move. He didn't want anything more than to have Bones in his life, but he'd been so afraid that telling her how much she meant to him would scare her away. And now this happened, he couldn't be happier, even though the circumstances.
"Hey Bones, maybe I can help you squints out at the lab?"
"Yeah why not, if you want to…"
Booth smiled. He hated the thought of not being allowed to work with the FBI for the next six months, and the thought of doing nothing was driving him crazy. He didn't understand, he was fine now, so why couldn't he just go back to work like nothing happened? But when he thought of being at the Jeffersonian all day with Bones, he was sure he could cope.
"I do Bones!" Booth sounded a little too enthusiastic when he spoke and Temperance had a hard time understanding why. She never thought Booth wanted to be one of the 'squints'.
"Hey, thank you for letting me stay here."
Temperance nuzzled her head against his chest letting out a low sigh. "You're welcome."
Booth closed his eyes, inhaling the smell of Temperance's hair and the soft scent of her perfume. The room was dark. The moonlight fell across the floor making the room shimmer in silver. The only sound that could be heard was their breathing. Somewhere far away a siren from an ambulance sounded. Booth wondered what could have happened. Someone was hurt, dying? Lost, alone, scared… In that moment Booth couldn't help but feel extremely happy. He was alive, and he was lying in a warm bed, holding the woman that he loved close. What more could he possibly ask for?
But Booth didn't know what was about to happen…
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TBC
AN/ I hope you don't think it's too out of character for Tempe to make the first move on Booth. If it is, I'm sorry…
Oh and, you will find out what Lisa did to Booth in the next chapter I promise. But the thing is, I haven't really decided it myself, so if you have any ideas, feel free to let me know! Please!
