Chapter Eight: No Regrets

Booth and Brennan walked slowly back to their hotel room.

"How could that happen Booth? How can we just get kicked out of Jamaica, this was supposed to be our first holiday as a couple"

"I know and I'm sorry. I'll tell you what, I'll make it up to you when we get back to DC" he told her as he unlocked the door.

"How are you going to do that?" asked Tempe sadly as she flopped onto the bed

"I'm thinking about that right now" he told her.

Tempe moaned and laid back. Booth sat next to her

"I was really looking forward to this"

"So was I" he told her.

"We should pack" he told her, "I'll check the flights" he placed a kiss on her forehead and went and made some calls. Tempe gathered her bathroom supplies and went into the bathroom to have a shower to get ready for the flight home.

When on the plane, Booth let Tempe rest her head on his shoulder because he knew she was upset about their holiday being cut short, he gently kissed her head and closed his eyes.

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They arrived back in Washington DC and Booth offered to make Tempe dinner and pour her a glass of wine, but all she wanted to do was head to the lab and occupy herself with work, because that's what she did when she was upset.

She walked into the lab, which was all dark because everyone was at home. She flicked the light switch on in her office and entered. As she settled at her desk she heard footsteps coming her way. She knew it was most probably Cam or Angela grabbing something from their office so she didn't worry. A moment later there was a light knock at her door. She glanced up and it was Angela.

"Sweetie, what are you doing back? We weren't expecting you and Booth back for at least another week, what happened?"

"We got kicked out of Jamaica"

"Oh my God, that's terrible, how?" she asked as she sat down on the couch in Tempe's office.

"There was a murder, someone got decapitated in a room right down the hall from where we were staying and we were the closest on hand when we heard the scream so we lent a hand. It was obviously too much"

"Eww gross, a decapitation in Jamaica, that's terrible"

"I know. But I don't understand, the local ME asked if we could help"

"Well that's their laws sweetie; don't worry about it ok, you have to put it behind you, no regrets. So on a happy note; are you going to tell me what you and Booth got up to?"

This put a smile on Tempe's face.

"Well he bought me this necklace" touching the colourful beads around her neck as she showed her best friend.

"Wow they're beautiful, and expensive looking"

"Yeah he saw me looking at them and bought them for me"

"Wow I wish I had a man like Booth"

"You will someday" she told Angela as she reached into a draw in her desk and pulled out a bottle of Chardonnay and two glasses

"Wine?"

"Oh you read my mind" she laughed as Tempe poured each of them a glass and they sat and talked about Booth and Tempe's holiday in the sun.