Sorry for the week long wait, at least I didn't leave you with a MAJOR cliffhanger like chapter three's (still sorry about that) and you can blame my not updating really shortly this last week on the fact I need to go to college after this semester ends. Sadly, I won't be able to take the year break off of school like I had really hoped, but it would be good for me to get started on furthering my education as soon as possible. Besides, once I graduate, and because my grades in high school haven't been fantastic, I only have three months before I lose the sweet deal of a completely free 3 credit hour class, so I have been busy taking required tests, signing up for financial aid, and registering for college. Because I just got finished watching tonight's Bones episode, and I'm still oooing and awwwing at the totally awesome ending, I am quickly writing as much as I can before my parents sweep me up into watching Smallville and Supernatural tonight before bed, so I hope my swift writing doesn't disappoint.
Booth's PoV
When the team of FBI agents came in with handcuffs, I was disappointed to find that Bones didn't come with them. When I was finally able to break out of the warehouse, I still didn't see her. Angela, however, I did manage to find.
Before I could ask, Angela seemingly read my mind and told me, "She ran off shortly after you told her that everything was under control. I have absolutely no idea where she went."
"Shit," I murmured. I ran towards the set of cars. Angela and Bones had to get here somehow, and I bet it was with Bones's car. Problem is, with almost every FBI agent here, cars were everywhere. Unless she had gotten here before the other agents arrived, her car could easily be hidden closer to the main road. I ran through the long line of cars, but it wasn't a very long run before I noticed the familiar shape of my partner sitting against a tree not too far from the warehouse.
Silently, I came up behind her, but like every other time we have tried to sneak up on each other, she looked up. I almost fell back when I saw the tears streaking down her face. Somehow, I managed to stay standing and I took a seat next to her. She collasped into my shoulder and I wrapped my arms comfortably around her. While the fact that she was crying shocked the shit out of me, I didn't blame her for it. For the second time in less than a year, she heard that I was dead and both times she was lied to, though Ortiz might have lied unintentionally when he told her I was dead. She went through the news that the raid went bad, went through so much crap from Ortiz, learned I was dead, then hear me tell her that everything was okay, and then come face to face with the fact that I was really alive. This time however, I was definitely thankful it didn't result in an extremely painful punch to the jaw. Then I realized she was shaking her head.
"I don't know how many more times I can go through this, Booth," she whispered.
I pulled her closer, unsure of what to do. I couldn't promise her that this situation wouldn't happen again, because unless I quit my job at the FBI, chances are it could happen again. I couldn't promise that Bones wouldn't be at the mercy at hearing of my death from a murderer or a psycopath. I couldn't promise that she wouldn't see me near death again, or even dying for real. Chances are that all of this could happen. The world, and life, is cruel like this. All I could say was: "I know."
The few seconds I was able to look in her eyes before she punched me, I saw the rage and the disbelief, but deep underneath it, I could see the devastating hurt and loss that she was feeling. Seeing her now, I realize that she punched me then because when I was 'dead', she had to come to terms with the fact that she was used to my presence in her life and she had to deal with feelings that she normally wouldn't feel if I was there for her. When she found out that I was alive she was confronted with the fact that I left her, albietedly my part in leaving was unintentional, and she had to make sure I knew that fact and how much it hurt her, even though she was terrified of actually saying it aloud.
The fact that I could make her feel these emotions scared me. I knew that I had to take extreme caution in making sure I didn't use those emotions against her intentionally, or unintentionally. For a woman who swore her life away from emotions, she sure as hell had so many of them.
Before I knew it, words began pouring from my lips, "I swear, Temperance, I won't ever intentionally leave you. We've been partners and friends for so long, I can't imagine you not in some aspect of my everyday life. You mean everything to me." A smile slowly came to my face, "Screw whatever God that lives, if I ever do die, I still won't leave you. I'll haunt you until you die."
Bones looked up again with a grin that still looked wierd with tears still streaming down her cheeks. I wiped away her tears with my thumb and waited for the words I knew would come.
"I can't believe I'm actually going to say this, even though I know it's the truth. What I feel for you is something I've never felt before. I hate my life without you. When I thought you were dead for those two weeks, I still saw you everywhere. When someone would enter the lab, I'd always look up to be disappointed with seeing someone else. When I would go home, I'd see you sitting on my couch with several cartons of takeout scattered over the table. If it wasn't for Angela, I probably would have something seriously stupid and irrational."
I gave her a soft smile and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Why don't we go home? Either of our places, it doesn't matter. Today has been a long day and we can use some rest. We don't have to talk about this today."
She nodded and stood, wiping away the rest of her stray tears. I joined her and gave her a hug that I knew she needed. She accepted it and after a minute, pulled away. "Sleep sounds like a very rational idea right now."
"Come on." I held out my hand to her and smiled as she took it.
Fate, on the other hand, had a different plan in mind. Two shots rang throughout the field and all I remember was the scream of pain from Temperance before I fell into a world of darkness.
Oh, I am terrible, don't you think? Took me all of two hours to write and I'm actually surprised that my parents have stayed on their own computers as well. Guess they are making progress with what research their working on at the moment. Me, well I don't really care about which types of battery chargers work with different types of batteries so I was free to write! Yay me! However, I am most definitely stopping here for the night, boo for you, but let me know what you think!
