Part 6: There's always a hitch
Temperance POV:
Opening her eyes she realized that morning was about to break. The signs of light were coming into the room through the sheer curtains. She sighed with delight. Her body was pleasantly aching in different places. Looking over she saw Seeley still sleeping- he lay on his stomach, with his arm surrounding her, keeping her close. She hoped that he would wake up soon, she could definitely use a repeat of the performance he'd given the night before. However, on the other hand, he looked to cute to wake. He'd been so relaxed the last few days and part of it was due to the amount of sleep he was getting on a daily basis.
'Wake him. You know you want to.' Angela said.
'But look at him.'
'I'm looking at him and I'm seeing something I want to shag.'
'I'll let him sleep just a little bit longer.' She quieted her alter ego.
In the end though, selfishness prevailed and she decided to wake him up. Not being able to move, she slipped her hand down his body and took him in hand. At first it was as if nothing was happening: he made no noise and seemed to be relatively still. Tempe frowned and then decided to change course. With a wicked smile she scooted down the bed. Positioning herself so that she was face to face with his penis, she leaned over and kissed it on the head. A moment later she took the tip in her mouth and with her tounge began to play with it. He started to groan. She smiled around him and continued her ministrations, eager to see how long it would take him to fully wake up. Slowly she moved herself forward until he touched the back of her mouth. Then she loosened her muscles and in one swoop she deep throated him.
"Oh, Fuck!" Seeley woke up and looked down at her. His face was a picture of surprise. Temperance laughed inside realizing that he was trying to come to terms with what was going on. She began moving and when his hand reached into her hair, she knew he was right there with her.
"God!" He moaned his voice guttural. "Oh, God, Temperance."
She hummed her delight around him, causing his body to shiver in response. She began speeding up, immediately taking his sack in her hands adding to hi pleasure. Just as she felt that he was going to come, she felt him move himself away and out of her mouth. Then in one move he had brought her up the bed and under him. Before she knew it, he was inside her.
"Want you to come with me." He said.
His eyes were closed as he seemed to compose himself. Then all of a sudden he began to move. She loved the feeling of him, gliding in and out. "Seeley." She whispered. The build up was phenomenal and moments later she seemed to be coming apart. "SEELEY!" She screamed at her release.
She felt him roll off and lay down next to her. They were both panting in an effort to catch their breath.
"Wow." She commented.
His only reply was a grunt.
"We seem to keep getting better and better at this. I don't think I'll survive the week." She felt him lean over her and moved her head so that he had access to her neck. She liked how he sometimes nibbled on it after making love.
"You're gonna kill me, Temperance. What a way to wake up!"
"You were taking too long, and I was getting bored."
"Well, I'm glad I could help out. What time is it anyway?"
She turned her head and looked at the clock on the nightstand. "Just after seven."
"Hmm. So, we've got time to sleep a little more, and then I'm gonna make love to you again, and then we'll start our day." His arm went round her and pulled her closer to him.
"Okay." She snuggled into him. "I think I'm falling in love with you, Seeley."
"I'm already in love with you, Temperance." He replied.
She automatically got up on one arm and to look down at him. "You are?" She said in wonder.
"Yeah." He pulled her back down. "I love you."
"I love you too." She said and then leaning over kissed him and relaxed back into sleep.
When she woke up hours later it was due to the ringing that was coming from somewhere next to her. Reaching over she pulled the ringing instrument towards her and placed it next to her ear. "Brennan." She said and then was replied with another ring.
The proximity of the sound thoroughly woke her up and she quickly found the answer button. "Brennan."
"Hey Sweetie!" Angela's perky voice came through. "How's the vacation."
"Hey Angie." She whispered, looking over at Booth and found him still asleep.
"Why are you whispering? It's like ten-thirty over there. I thought you would have been up by now."
"Late night. Seeley's still asleep."
"No I'm not." She heard him reply.
"Oh, he's not anymore."
"Oooh, sleeping close to him, is that it?" Tempe could hear the smile in her voice. "So, how are you and SEELEY doing?" She said really stressing his name.
"Good. We're having a good time, really relaxing and looking around the island."
"I'm sure." She said not believing her. "I want details, honey!"
"Angie! I'm not giving you details!" She screeched. Looking down at Seeley she saw him smile and stick his hand out for the phone. "Hold on, he wants to talk to you." She said and passed the cell off to him.
"Hey Angela. Just wanted to tell you, we've been pretzelling ever since we got here."
"Booth!"
"Brennan!" He mocked her laughingly and passed the phone back.
"Oh sweetie, it sounds so yummy! When you get home I want to know everything! Oh, hold on." Tempe heard her talk in the background with someone and then the sound changed as she was put on speakerphone. "Hey Brennan, we've got a new case that the guys wanna ask about."
"Okay. Hey guys."
"Hi Doctor Brennan," Zack said.
"Hey Doctor Brennan," Hodgins said almost simultaneously.
"What's up?" She wondered.
"We've been sent a corpse by the FBI that we can't make heads or tails of."
"The FBI's sending you corpses?" Tempe looked over at Seeley, who seemed to frown upon hearing the news. She saw him lean closer so that he could hear. "Hold on let me put you guys on speaker phone so that we can both hear."
She pressed the button and then put the phone down between them on the bed.
"Agent Booth's there with you?" Zack asked.
"Yeah. Hi guys." Seeley replied. "What's going on?"
"Female, 20 to 25 years of age, of Asian descent. Cause of death is unknown. I've looked over the entire skeleton and can't find anything. It doesn't make sense."
"Where was she found?" Seeley asked.
"She was in the trunk of a car that was found in a ravine."
"Drowning?" Tempe asked.
"There were no particulates in the trunk to suggest that she had decomposed there. It was as if the victim was moved into the trunk after being wiped completely clean." Hodgins added.
"Facial recognition?"
"No scull." Angela said.
"What about DNA?"
"The bone marrow wasn't usable anymore." Zack.
"Skeletal defects?"
"None that I can find."
"Brennan?" Angela began, "I've got the pictures uploaded. Do you have your computer?"
"Yeah, hold on." While she went to her things and got her computer she listened as Booth continued the conversation with Angela.
"So, how are things, Booth?" Her best friend asked.
"Things are good. Sun, blue skies and clear water."
"Plus, Brennan."
"Tempe is definitely a plus." He smirked.
"How is Doctor Brennan a plus?" Zack asked obviously confused.
"Alright," Brennan said. I've got it on, you can send the pictures."
"Oh," Booth asked, "Who's the agent working with you?"
"Special Agent Stacy Rugland." Angela said.
"Son of a Bitch!" Seeley yelled.
Seeley POV:
Booth threw off the covers from the bed and went to put on his pants. In an effort to locate his cell phone which lay somewhere in his clothes from the night before, Seeley began throwing discarded articles of cloth around the place.
"Seeley, what are you looking for?" He heard Temperance call from the other side of the room.
"My cell. I need to call and find out what's going on." He kept on his task. Looking under the bed he found it and turned it on. There were five missed calls as well as half a dozen sms's. He half listened to Temperance talk with Angela while going through the sms's. He replied to the ones that required it and then went on the voicemails. Eventually he came to the one he thought he'd find. The message was recorded the day they'd arrived on the island.
"Agent Booth, this is Deputy Director Sam Cullen. The Director and I met regarding your case files and such, and the Director decided that bringing a squint out into the field would be problematic for the FBI. Therefore effective of immediately you have been assigned a new partner. When you get back from your vacation you'll need to get in touch with Special Agent Stacy Rugland."
"Damn it!" He said and then deleted the message that had been recorded just a few hours after the first, and then he heard the voice of a man he seemed to remember all too well. He cringed at the sound.
"Hey Booth. It's Rugland. You've probably already heard, but we've been assigned to work with each other. I've already gotten a case from Cullen. I'm going to head over to the lab and introduce myself to your crew. Get in contact with me about the case file, will ya? See you soon, Booth."
He saw red. Not only was the ass taking over his work and invading his territory he was taking initiative- Something Seeley really hated.
"I don't like him Brennan." Angela's voice intruded his thoughts.
"He's been making lewd comments, Dr. Brennan." Zach added. "Especially to Angela, but I've heard that other women have been having problems as well."
"Zack!" Angela scolded, "Brennan's on vacation. We don't need to disturb her while she's there. Brennan, sweetie, we just called because the boys had some questions and Dr. Goodman said that they needed to contact you with regard to them as they don't have anything to do with his field."
"No, wait," Seeley interrupted. "What has that slime-ball been doing?"
"Like I was saying, Agent Booth-" Zach started.
"Nothing." Angela said. "Zach ask Brennan your question and then we'll leave them to have their vacation. Alright?"
"Yes. Angela." Zack said in defeat and then began throwing technical jargon around informing Temperance of the situation and where he had encountered trouble. When he had finished and they'd all said goodbye to each other Seeley turned to Temperance.
"I'm surprised that you didn't push anything with regard to what Zack said about Angela."
"When something's really wrong, Angela knows that she can come to me. When she doesn't say anything that means that she can take care of herself, therefore I won't worry for the time being. However, if when we come home she still hasn't said anything and Zack says that nothing has changed, I will take action." He watched her move up to him and come to sit in front of him. "So, as long as there is nothing we can do. Let's just get on with things that are available to us."
"I need to call Cullen."
"Later." She said and then pulling him down on top of him caught his lips against her own. "We're still on vacation, Seeley. There isn't really anything that we can do at the moment. Don't you agree?"
After a moments hesitation he agreed. Allowing her to pull him down he allowed her to move his thoughts to pleasanter ones.
An hour later they were finally leaving the room. The night before they had planned their day, deciding on going to another part of the island. Driving along, wind in their hair and music blaring, Seeley was mainly quiet. His thoughts had once again turned to work and his new 'partner'. In his mind he tried to think of the different ways that he could get rid of the idiot. Eventually Temperance began to notice though, and called him on it.
"What's up Seeley? What's wrong with this guy? Not that I'm happy you're getting a new partner, but he seems to really bug you."
"I knew him back in Quantico. The guy's a bastard. He tends to make unseemly gestures and say things that he shouldn't. I remember that he once cornered one of the female trainees and when he finally got her he spent days gloating about it."
"Ball of slime," Temp nodded.
Seeley chuckled, "It's slimeball, sweetheart." He smiled and kissed the hand that he picked up from his thigh and replaced it.
"That's what I said!"
"Of coarse." He smiled and then continued. "In any case, the few things I've heard about him since then, is that every agent he's worked with since then he's gotten injured, with exception to one, which died in a shoot out. He's bad luck."
"Then why is he still working for the FBI?"
"Nothing concrete was proven. I'm not completely sure, as I said; I've only heard a couple of things."
"Okay." Temperance replied. He knew she wasn't too sure of his new partner, and especially didn't like the idea that she wouldn't be working with him anymore, but as his girlfriend she wouldn't be able to work with him anyway. He didn't even want to tempt the fates by thinking of what the consequences could be by working with Stacy Rugland. At least Temperance was a good shot and would care if something happened to him. The first case they did together came to mind. It had been about a year ago, before she had gone to South America to help with the mass graves there.
He'd walked into her lab with the remains of a twenty year old girl. In the end it had been a domestic disturbance incident. The girl's mother had hit her and created a cement wall, behind which she had placed her daughter. Ten years later, when the house had been in the process of remodeling by a new owner, the body had been found. The mother had been killed in a car accident three years after the death of her daughter and the father had always thought that the rows between the parent and he child had caused the daughter to run away. Their marriage had broken and the man had spent thousand of dollars in search of his only child without a lead.
The case had really affected them both. He wasn't sure, but Seeley was almost positive that that was the moment she'd decided against having children. He, on the other hand, had gone to visit his son as often as he could, taking over more duties from his ex-girlfriend. After spending time with Parker he'd seen how much he really wanted a real family: wife and a few more children.
"Seeley, how about after our drive we go to the beach and just lay in the sun for a little while?" She pulled him out of his thoughts.
"Sure."
"Oh, and let's try that restaurant that the waiter recommended yesterday."
"Okay."
"You alright?"
"Yeah, just thinking of our first case together. Remember?"
"Virginia Adsworth."
"That's the one."
There was a pause, and then she said, "You were such a bastard then. I remember you walking in being all 'I'm the FBI agent, you do what I say.'"
"Yeah, well you weren't that easy yourself. You were butting into all of my work and driving me crazy! Plus, you kept bugging me to take you out into the field."
"Yeah, but I got to do that eventually." She smiled; the Cheshire cat had nothing on her.
"I like having you out in the field. Even if you're bad with people you don't know. We'll work on that though." Looking over at his passenger he saw her smile as she beamed at him. Those smiles lightened his life. When she was that happy, so was he. He felt his heart constrict.
"Oh, look Seeley, It's a fruit stall. Let's get something." Seeley pulled over to the side and they got out.
Seeley got out of the car and while she was making sure she had everything in her bag, opened the door for her to help her out. He took her hand as they walked to the stall. As he looked over the fruits he half listened as Temperance spoke to the owner. She was an elderly woman who had taken a seat under a tree in a folding chair. Her hair was piled up on top of her head, held up by a piece of cloth. Her clothes were dull and loose on her fail body.
Looking back down at the fruits he noticed the good condition they were in. He began feeling them for ripeness and then starting picking different ones, putting them in the plastic bag that Temperance had brought with her. When he had what seemed like a good amount he walked over to the ladies in order to show what he had chosen. Holding open the bag for her to take a look at his selection, he looked over her.
Her relaxed nature seemed to be radiating from her. Every day that they spent on the island she seemed more relaxed, more beautiful, and more sensual. Her high-strung scattered way of walking seemed more feminine and relaxed. She seemed to be reflecting the environment around her and it looked really good on her. It gave an exotic tint to her.
He pulled out a couple bills and handed it over to the elder woman, who smiled a large toothless grin. Moments later with smiles on their faces and hands clasped they bade goodbye to the lady and returned to their car.
While Seeley continued driving Temperance was busy pulling out fruits. Having pulled Seeley's pocket knife from his pants she sat down and started peeling an apple. Seeley changed the station to something more of his taste, and song came onto the radio and the two of them got to swinging in their seat.
Back In The Old Days, Tight Like A Fight,
Used To Hang With The Devil In The Broad Daylight
We Had A Route, A Walkabout,
Until We Had A Row, A Kind Of Falling Out
He Showed Me The Low, Showed Me The Down
Called It The Happy Low Down
We Used To Rock Some Tunes With A Guy Named Lloyd
Lloyd Still Got Them Polaroid's
Broad Daylight
Broad Daylight
Stop Climaxing , You Got Your Fight
Leaving Him Alone In The Broad Daylight
He Might Get It On, On His Own And Start Building A Throne
Out Of Worn Out Razors
Look At You Shaking You Can't Find His Plight
Got You Scared Of Ghosts In The Dead Of Night
While You're Making Up Stories Trying To Make It Ok,
He'll Be Bringing Them In To Let Them Out And Play
In The Broad Daylight
Broad Daylight
Leaving Me Alone In The Broad Daylight
In The Broad Daylight
Broad daylight
In the broad day...
Please Don't Leave Me Alone
Leaving Me Alone In The Broad Daylight
You'll Get Your Money, You'll Get Your Night
Just Leave Me Alone Up (In The Broad Daylight)
I Need Some Shit Of My Own, I Need A Throne
Not Them Razors
And Who You Think You Are Screaming Hollywood Burn?
If You Really Want To Stop It Then Burn Your Sperm
Cause This Here Be Going On Until Its Not And Then A Little More
Broad Daylight
Leaving Me Alone In The Broad Daylight
In The Broad Daylight
Broad Daylight, In The Broad Day
Please Don't Leave Me Alone
Leaving Me Alone In The Broad Daylight
In The Broad Daylight
In The Broad Daylight
In The Broad Daylight
In The Broad Daylight
Broad Daylight
In The Broad Day
Please Don't Leave Me Alone
Leaving Me Alone In The Broad Daylight
By the time they had made their way through half of the fruits, they had returned back to the hotel. "So, wanna go out tonight?" He asked.
Her smile was almost cat-like in its mischief, "No, I think we can think of a couple of reasons to stay in. Can't we?"
TBC...
NOTE: The song is by Gabriel Rios and is called Broad Daylight