Title: Bliss
Disclaimer: I own nothing, really. This is just passing time. . .I was going to make this a one-shot, but thought…meh might as well add some cliffhangers and whatnot while I'm at it. This story is finished!!! Great job to those who guessed a wedding, but you'll be surprised as to what happens, hopefully...
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Rating K .
Song Of the day: You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
just like a tattoo I'll always have you
I'll always have you
I'll always have you
Chapter Four: Something New
The pair took each arm and lead her down the hallway to stand in front of what had been the chapel, but now stood two large oak doors with her dress falling behind on the dark blue carpet. Russ smiled as he watched his sisters dress moved with each step. "Angela, I do congratulate you on the dress choice." He said, again taking sight of his sister in the white dress.
"I do seem to think so myself." Angela beamed, her million-dollar smile lightening up the darkened foyer. Brennan watched annoyed, as they talked as if she wasn't there.
"Again I ask, time for what, Angela?" Asked Brennan, closing her eyes to will the frustration away.
"Aunt Tempe, Aunt Tempe."Called Emma and Hayley, before either her brother or her friend could speak, the sound of two small feet running toward them and two sets of arms were wrapped around the dress, pressing to her legs caught the attention of the adults. The girls were wearing matching white spaghetti strap dresses with a black trim and a black and white wreaths on the top of their blond curls.
"We get to be the flower girls." Said Hayley with a proud smile, showing her the white basket full of petals.
Emma pulled on her arm to bring the anthropologist to her eye level with her. "You look really pretty, Aunt Tempe." She whispered into her ear and kissed her on the cheek.
Brennan stood to full height to realize that the number of people in the room had filled up. Amy stood next to Russ, who was talking with Angela and Cam. Zack and Hodgins had walked over to the doctor, each wearing a black tuxedo. "That dress compliments your body type." Squeaked Zack.
"What he means to say, Doctor B. is that you look hot." Said the entomologist, pressing his lips to her cheek and wandered to his girl friend, taking the younger doctor with him. Brennan watched as Amy leaned over and whispered to Angela.
Angela smiled before speaking to the group. "They are almost ready, we just need to wait for the music to start." She announced with a smile.
Brennan pulled her arm free. "Angela, I want to know what is going on." The anthropologist said raising her voice for the first time since waking up.
Angela looked to Russ, both trying to find words to explain what they had up their sleeves. Both opened and closed their mouths at the same time, but nothing escaped, except for a quiet voice belonging to none other than Zack Addy, whispering something that she couldn't hear.
"I can explain what is going on." Came a voice from behind the group, the sinking feeling had returned and Brennan inwardly groaned.
It was Caroline Julian.
Brennan wove her way through the small group to the prosecutor and frowned. The room grew lighter as the pieces came together, Caroline Julian had something to do with the reason why everyone was dressed up, why they were in a church and waiting in the foyer, and why she was wearing a white-a wedding dress.
"Your brother needed a favor, and this is what I asked for in return." She said with a shrug and a smile. The same one she had when she had asked Brennan to kiss Booth in exchange for the trailer for Christmas.
Her expression grew worried and turned to her brother. "So you had him get me in a white dress and to a church?" Brennan asked, a headache growing.
"Not quite." Answered Caroline, her smile growing bigger.
"I asked Angela to help me, because I knew she could get it done." Russ said with a nervous smile. "And Amy, of course." He kissed the cheek of the blond on his left.
"I don't know what that means." Brennan asked, trying to control the panic raising in her chest.
"It means, Cherie, that Mr. Brennan called me and asked to make a deal to make parole before. . .certain things."Looking to the man and woman. "And the deal involved you and a certain special agent."
Turning to Russ she pointed her sharp finger into his chest, her face was unreadable and he grunted in response. "And what was so important that you needed to involve me?" She asked, her eyes growing dark.
Amy looked to Russ and gave a small smile. "Amy is pregnant, Tempe." He said with a proud smile, his large hand found its way around her small one. "I haven't been around enough and I wanted to be around for the whole thing, so I had Amy talk to Caroline and here we are today."
"So you had Angela kidnap me and dress me up like a doll . . ." Brennan started but was interrupted by Caroline, who looked at her watch.
"Come on, Cherie, you're going to be late for your own wedding." Caroline said giving her a slight push in the direction of the now opened doors of the chapel, Pachelbel's Cannon filled the are. "Don't want to keep a certain somebody waiting."
Brennan turned around and Russ grabbed her by the arm. "It's going to be alright, Tempe." He said in a whisper as Hayley and Emma went first, holding baskets of flower petals and spreading them onto the floor. The next pair to go was Caroline and Amy, followed by Cam and Zack. Once her colleagues had disappeared, it was Angela and Hodgins turn to make it down the long isle. "Tempe please don't be mad, it's your wedding day."
She sighed, willing the anger away from her. "You're going to owe me big time, Russ." She said as they disappeared through the large oak doors.
The chapel was laced with black and white decorations, as she took the steps down the stream of black and white petdals. The guests got to their feet and watched with their mouths opened slightly, and Brennan scanned the room. There had to have been hundreds of guests, as there wasn't an empty seat in the house. People who she recognized from the Jeffersonian or the J. Edgar Hoover Building, people from her publishing company, and people she recognized that she had helped through out the years all sat intermixed in the rows of pews.
What caught her attention as she neared the front, were three men sitting in the front-two police officers and Max Keenan, turned to look at her. Even though she was frustrated, annoyed and down right pissed off, tears came to her eyes. However they worked the deal, they had her father come to what was supposed to be a woman's happiest day of her life.
Her azure eyes finally made their way to the man waiting at the alter, Seeley Booth watched with a smile with his son standing at his side, holding a small pillow in his hands. The pastor said something, and Russ responded and she didn't understand a word of it as Booth took the step down and grabbed a hold of her hands.
"Booth?" She asked in a whisper, the pastor was talking about love and friendship. "Why did you do this for my family?"
"Because your family is important to you." He whispered back. "Originally when they asked me about it, I told them that I wouldn't do it unless all of your family was present, and I thought maybe, just maybe I could convince you to be my wife."
She blushed as she realized that her name was being called. "Temperance do you accept this man, Seeley Booth to be your husband to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse and to love and cherish until death do you part?"
The room fell silent as every person in the room held their breath. Brennan closed her eyes and smiled faintly. "I do." Came her response and again every person in the room let out a sigh. The pastor went through the rest of the speech and Booth said his lines and she stood in a haze as he slid the solitaire diamond on to her finger and she repeated the motion.
It wasn't until the woman said. "Seeley Booth, you may kiss your bride."
Brennan looked away shyly and he gently grasping her chin to bring her eyes up to meet his and she flushed as he turned his soft smile to a full charm smile. She blinked away the tears and it fell down her cheeks. "Don't use your charm smile on me, Seeley Booth." She whispered as her eyes fluttered closed and he pressed his lips to hers.
It was every kiss Temperance Brennan had ever received and more all in the soft pressure of his lips on top of hers. She deepened the kiss and her tongue had met his and deepened the kiss.
The room erupted into cheers as they pulled apart. "Thanks, Booth." She whispered, going in for another kiss.
"No problem, Bones." He said with a smile. "Bones?"
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"Bones?" Came the voice of her partner.
Brennan woke with a start, looking around and took in her surroundings-she almost fell off the couch when she saw that she was in her office and not in her apartment. Booth had his hand on her shoulder and nearly fell back when she jumped awake.
"Thank god." She whispered, her hand going to her chest to slow her heart rate.
Booth sat next to her and again place a hand on her shoulder. "Everything alright there, Bones?" He asked, with a small smile-trying to hide the worry in his voice.
She took a hold of his left hand, that rested on his leg and searched for the wedding ring that was absent. The whole thing had been a dream, a very vivid dream. "I'm fine." She said breathlessly, also looking at her own finger. "I just had a very strange dream. . ."