Listen To The Music Chapter 3: One of Us, a bones fanfic

Listen To The Music

A/N: Fluffy, angsty, and ice cream! Okay I won't reveal too much. Thanks again to my reviewers!! I'll have to get more ice cream…I love you all!!! (Unless you don't want me to love you…)

Disclaimer: No, the characters from Bones are NOT MINE!!! The song, funnily enough, belongs to ABBA. Not me.

One Of Us

She instantly realised something was wrong. Her bed partner had his arm around her but she knew it was wrong. So wrong. It was confirmed that something was definitely wrong with a single murmured word.

"Bones?"

"Oh my god."

They passed me by, all of those great romances
You were, I felt, robbing me of my rightful chances
My picture clear, everything seemed so easy
And so I dealt you the blow
One of us had to go
Now it's different, I want you to know

"Booth?" said Brennan, in disbelief. "What the hell is happening?"

"Don't you remember?" asked Booth. She had to remember having the most amazing sex ever.

"Well, yeah I do remember, but…" she rubbed her eyes and face. "I shouldn't have done any of that. I'm sorry Booth."

"Bones…"

"No, Booth. Just go."

"Temperance…"

"Booth, no. I'm sorry if I gave you a false impression of me, but please. Just go." The use of her first name had caught her attention; he didn't use it often, but when he did…it usually meant something serious.

"Temperance, how can you just send me away when we both know exactly how it started? You agreed to go out with me, you invited me up for a drink, you kissed me, and you took off my shirt. Sure I led you to your bedroom, but you let me take off your dress, you took off my pants and somehow we were both stripped of our underwear. How can you send me away like its my fault you had sex with me?" Booth was simmering and Brennan had tears rolling down her face.

"I'm sorry Booth. I really am," she whispered. "I just need time to think and I can't do that if you're here."

Booth opened his mouth to say something but changed his mind and grabbed his clothes. He quickly pulled them on and stormed out of her apartment. Then as promised, her phone rang.

"Brennan," she whispered, through tears.

"Brenn?" It was Angela. "How'd it go last night?" Angela listened for a reply but heard only a muffled noise. "Oh my god Brenn, are you crying?"

"Angela?"

"Yeah sweetie?"

"I'm coming over, okay? I need to talk to you."

"Okay Brenn. I better get all the ice cream I have."

"Thanks Ange."

"So, I'll see you soon?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

They hung up and Brennan pulled on a T-shirt and a pair on sweatpants. She tied her hair in a ponytail and grabbed her keys on her rush out the door, almost forgetting to lock it.

She rang Angela's doorbell a couple minutes later, and had very evident tear stains on her cheeks. Angela opened the door and pulled the crying woman into a hug.

"Angela," sobbed Brennan.

"Oh, sweetie," was all she could say. "Come inside and sit down."

Angela led her to the couch and sat her down. Angela went and got her a tub of ice cream and a spoon.

"What happened?" asked Angela. "Have you talked to Booth about it?"

"Ange, I can't talk to Booth," she said through sobs and sniffles. "It's because of Booth that I – I'm…"

"Upset?" suggested Angela.

"I – I kissed him Ange," she managed to say through her tears and gulps of ice cream. "We got caught up in the moment, and I took off his clothes. And he took off mine."

"Oh my god." Angela's eyes widened. "You had sex with him didn't you? Oh sweetie."

"I woke up and he was there," cried Temperance. "We were naked and – and I sent him away Angela. I sent him away!"

"You sent him away?" asked Angela, afraid of the answer.

"I told him to go," she sobbed. "I made it sound like it was his fault. Ange…What do I do? What can I do?"

"Right now you can stay here, eat ice cream and cry." Angela got another spoon and another tub of ice cream. She started on the second one while Brennan finished the first.

After Temperance had finished the first tub of ice cream, Angela gave her the second one and laid down her spoon on the coffee table. Angela wrapped an arm around her distraught friend and hugged her closely.

I saw myself as a concealed attraction
I felt you kept me away from the heat and the action
Just like a child, stubborn and misconceiving
That's how I started the show
One of us had to go
Now I've changed and I want you to know

Angela had been hugging a crying Brennan for about 30 minutes and her arms were getting sore. Brennan had been crying and eating ice cream for the same length of time and had run out of tears. Suddenly inspiration came to Angela.

"Hey Brenn, sweetie," she said quietly. "Want to watch some old movies? We could turn this into a girls' night, but during the day."

"Okay," replied Brennan even quieter than Angela. She tried to give a small smile to her friend.

"Great!" said Angela. "I'll go make loads of popcorn and you can pick out a movie to start us off."

Brennan nodded and walked over to the movie case. She smiled, for the first time since last night, when she saw her favourite old movie, Gone with the Wind. She opened the case and put the disk in the DVD player. Angela came back out and plopped herself on the couch, handing her friend a big bowl of popcorn.

"So, what did you pick?" Angela asked.

"Gone with the Wind," Brennan replied. "It's my favourite."

For the next 4 hours they sat silently eating ice cream and popcorn, and watching the old, but timeless romance movie. When the credits came rolling up Brennan and Angela sighed heavily.

"I'd forgotten about it," said Angela, putting away the DVD. "I actually forgot that I owned it."

"It's so beautiful, isn't it?" said Brennan. "It really is my favourite movie ever."

"Yeah…My turn to pick one out." Angela looked over her movie case and picked one out. She popped it in the DVD player and flopped herself back on the couch.

"What did you pick?" asked Brennan.

"It's a secret," replied Angela. "You'll have to wait and see."

The movie started to play and the theme music flowed into Brennan's ears. She heard it and instantly knew which movie it was. It was Titanic. She had first watched it with Russ, but didn't really get it.

"Angela," she said slowly. "I don't get this movie."

"Then watch it, but don't analyze." was Angela's reply.

So that's what she did. She watched, but didn't analyze. She watched as Jack Dawson rescued the beautiful Rose. She watched as Rose defied Cal and her mother to be with Jack. She watched as the Titanic sunk to the depths of the ocean, but Jack and Rose stayed together. She watched as the old Rose died and went back to Jack. She watched the movie, and didn't analyze, and she understood everything.

One of us is crying
One of us is lying
In her lonely bed
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely
One of us is only
Waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all
Never left at all
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely
One of us is only
Waiting for a call

At the end of the movie Angela looked over at her friend and saw her crying soft, quiet tears. Angela silently got up and put the movie away, when she heard a noise behind her.

"I really hurt him didn't I?" Brennan asked. Angela, not wanting to hurt her friend, said nothing. "I first watched that movie with Russ, and then Booth convinced me to watch it with him. I understood it this time."

"Sweetie…" started Angela. "Last night was not a mistake. For either of you. Booth loves you with all his heart, so when you sent him away, yeah, it hurt him a lot."

"I have to go back to him," said Brennan. "I have to tell him I'm sorry."

"Yeah you do. You have to go to him."

"Do you think he'll take me back? Will he still love me?"

"Yes Brenn. He will. He always will. You just have to let him."

Brennan stood up and grabbed her keys. She turned towards the door, but turned back to Angela.

"Ange…" she started. "Thank you. For everything. But I have to go find Booth." She turned to the door and left. Angela stared at the door for a moment before reaching for her cordless phone. She picked it up and dialled a familiar number. It rang once…twice…and it was picked up on the other end.

"Hello?" said the voice.

"Hey sweetie, it's me," said Angela.

"Hey Ange, what's up?" replied the voice.

"Brennan's about to make the Dynamic Duo even more dynamic," said Angela excitedly.

"Let me guess, you had something to do with it?"

"Sort of. Oh, I'm so happy for them I could kiss the first person I see!"

"Is that an open invitation?"

"Maybe…how long is it gonna take ya?"

"Be at your place in 5?"

"You got a deal."

"I'm on my way. See you soon"

"See you soon Jack."

A/N: Just for the record, I have not seen Gone with the Wind. I googled it to find out information. I have seen Titanic and I love it. More BB in the next chapter. Hope you liked it!