Chapter Twenty two
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Angela was standing outside the door, hesitating. She didn't understand what made her so insecure. She was never insecure! But what if Temperance was right, what if this would only make things much worse?
Angela shook her head at her own thoughts. How could it possibly get any worse? Booth deserved to know the truth. She knocked at the door, waiting impatiently for an answer. But it never came. Angela knocked again, this time louder. Still no answer.
"Booth! It's Angela, I know you're in there, I saw your car outside, please I just want to talk!" she shouted through the closed door. Not a thing could be heard from inside. Angela picked up her phone and tried calling him. When that didn't work, she started to get really scared.
She was just about to leave when a loud crash made her jump. When Angela realized where it came from, the blood froze in her veins. She stared at the door, paralyzed for a few seconds. When she'd recovered from the shock, she turned and ran.
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It was Saturday, but Angela knew she would find Temperance at work. When she ran into her best friends' office the first thing she saw was the doctor sleeping at her desk.
"Brennan!" she called out. "Hey sweetie," she warily shook her shoulder, wakening her up.
"Ange? Something happened?"
"I'm not sure, but you better come with me," Angela said a bit breathless.
"Come with you where?"
"I'll explain on our way there, let's go!" Angela literally dragged her friend out of the office. If there was one person who could get through to Booth, it was Temperance, and this time Angela wouldn't let her get away with some lame excuse.
When Angela stopped the car outside of Booth's place, Temperance suddenly understood what was going on. She looked at Angela, sighing she shook her head. "Haven't I told you I can't see him, I have to…"
Angela cut her off. "I know sweetie, but I'm afraid something happened to him…" It wasn't until now Angela told Temperance about the details.
"Please Tempe. If you care about him at all, do this…"
Temperance looked at her friend shocked. "How can you say so? You know I care about him, I love him! But that's why I have to stay away," she said upset.
Angela shook her head. "If you stay away now, you might not have another chance… ever."
Temperance shook her head. "Booth wouldn't do that," she said. "He would never kill himself… Booth is strong, he would not do that," she rambled on.
"Sweetie, just face it, Booth may be strong, but he has feelings, which you hurt really bad with what you did. And then add the fact that he have to deal with Lisa and what she did to him… if I were him, I would be pretty broken by now…"
For once Temperance didn't know how to respond.
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"I could have sworn this door was locked," Angela said confused. She carefully slid the door open. "It was locked Bren, don't give me that look. Don't you think I would have noticed if the door was ajar? It was locked!"
"Alright, I believe you."
They sneaked inside, closing the door after them.
"Booth?" Angela called out. No answer. The girls walked further into the house.
"Oh no… Ange…" Temperance voice sent a shill down Angela's spine. She slowly turned her head.
"Oh my god!" was the only thing she could think of. "Is he…" her voice trailed off.
Temperance didn't longer think of the letter, of Lisa and that she was supposed to stay away. Seeing the man she loved more than anything on the floor with a trail of blood running from his head was more than she could stand.
With shaky legs she ran up to him, sitting down by his side. Her hands trembled so badly she couldn't concentrate on finding his pulse. "Booth?" she shook his shoulder. "Booth please!" Temperance was almost yelling now, shaking him harder.
"Sweetie, calm down," Angela sat down next to her. She carefully pushed her friend away, trying her best to keep calm herself.
"He's alive. Sweetie, he's alive!"
Temperance let out a breath she wasn't aware of holding. She felt so relieved she thought she would faint. Her whole body was trembling and the only thing she could think of was – what if I'd lost him?
"Oh Booth," she only managed a weak whisper. She took his hand in hers, holding it tight.
Suddenly Booth's eyes fluttered opened. A low groan escaped his throat. The first thing he saw when he turned his head was Temperance's worried eyes. Booth just stared at her. Maybe he was dreaming. Was she really there? Then he suddenly felt angry. He sat up, his hand checking the wound in the head, it had stopped bleeding, but it still hurt like hell.
He looked at Temperance who was staring back at him. None of them said anything.
"Guys?" Angela tried.
Without saying anything Booth got up on his feet. The girls did the same. Temperance reached for his hand but Booth moved away from her.
"Booth?" Temperance asked confused. "Seeley?"
"I'm sorry Dr. Brennan," Booth started. "I'd rather be alone, you should go," his voice was cold as he spoke.
Temperance stared at him. Dr. Brennan? "But Booth…I…" her voice trailed off.
"Booth, what's going on? What happened? You have to talk to us! Someone was here? Right? That's why the door was opened. Why didn't you let me in before, you must have heard me, I yelled a bit loud," Angela babbled. "Hey sweetie, Bren had her reasons, just let her explain…" Angela gave him a pleading look.
Booth shook his head. "Dr. Brennan and I don't have anything more to talk about, could you please go before I'll have to throw you out?"
Temperance was too shocked to speak. She didn't understand. What happened to 'Bones' or 'Tempe' why was he sounding so cold? Temperance felt her eyes water with tears. She threw a quick glance at Booth, then she ran and didn't stop until she was back in Angela's car.
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TBC.
AN/ Before you decide to kill me, please wait and see what'll happen in the next couple of chapters!
