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Chapter four: Dedicated to Catholicism
Booth sat in the Royal Diner having his usual cup of coffee. But something was different…possible the brand of coffee used? No, maybe it was the air of the place. Or maybe it was the fact that his partner wasn't there! That's what it was, Brennan was not sitting in front of him drinking her coffee.
"Where the hell could she be?" Booth grumbled taking another swig of his coffee.
"It's not like her to be late, not this late. Maybe something happened…maybe that damn dog of hers killed her or something! If she doesn't call in five minutes then I'm going to her apartment. Maybe I should call her? No, no, Seeley, she'll think your being overprotective. But is that such a bad thing?" Booth thought as he cell rang.
"Hello? Booth? Are you there?" a voice asked.
"Bones? Is that you? Where the hell have you been? For all I could have known you where dead in a ditch somewhere! Geez Bones!" Booth yelled into the receiver.
"Ow Booth! You're talking too loud!" Brennan said annoyed.
"Sorry…where are you anyway?" Booth asked apologetically.
"In the car with Ripley driving to work." Brennan said simply.
"You're taking RIPLEY to work with you?!" Booth asked shocked.
"Sure, why not?" Brennan asked, "My dad couldn't watch him today and I'm not ready to put him into doggy daycare."
"But he's a killer! I don't trust him!" Booth said.
"Well, I thought Catholics were supposed to forgive everyone for their actions!" Brennan snapped.
"Whoa, whoa! Do NOT pull Catholicism into this!" Booth hissed.
"Either you find it in your heart to forgive Ripley or I'll…I'll…I'll think of something!" and with that Brennan hung up on Booth.
"Either you find it in your heart to forgive Ripley or I'll…I'll…I'll think of something!" Booth said in a mocking tone before jamming his phone into his coat pocket.
"Agent Booth?" a voice asked.
"Sweets?" Booth asked looking at the figure standing before him, "Ah, just the twelve year old I was looking to talk to!"
"Mockery… was that Dr. Brennan you were talking to?" Sweets asked.
"Maybe it was…why, were you ease dropping?" Booth asked annoyed.
"Well, it's kinda hard not to when you're talking so loud." Sweets said sitting down. "What seems to be on your mind?"
"What's it to you?" Booth asked sipping his coffee.
"You just said you wanted to talk to me!" Sweets said starting to sound annoyed.
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't…" Booth smiled slyly.
"Can you PLEASE tell me what's on your mind?! It's going to bug me all day!" Sweets whined.
"Man, I wish I could, you'd find it so intriguing but…well look at the time, I really must go to work now…" Booth says standing up.
He walked pass the waitress, "That guy's paying."
Sweets looked at Booth in shock. "I didn't have anything here! Why do I have to pay for something YOU drank?"
"Because, you sat down at the table and that's good enough for me. See you a two for our session. Oh, and, thanks for the coffee." Booth walked out the door.
"Jerk." Sweets mumbled pulling a five dollar bill from his pocket.
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