A/N: SORRY! I keep forgetting to post this! Here's the next chapter!
She walked into the lab not expecting to see anyone. After all it was boxing day. And it was six o'clock in the morning. Even Angela wouldn't come find her that early. She barely slept the night before. She kept think about what happened. She had kissed him and then she went over and they kissed again. And now she had a date. With Seeley Booth. Her partner. She sat down at her desk and turned her computer on. She needed to focus and stop thinking about it. She pulled up the last chapter she had written and soon became engrossed in her story.
Seeley Booth sat at his desk with his head in his hands. He hadn't slept at all. He kept thinking about Temperance. The last few days were crazy, what with the kiss and then her coming back last night. He honestly didn't expect that. He thought she would pretend it never happened or refuse to talk about it. But she said she wanted to try. 'And she didn't even flinch when I said I loved her.' He thought to himself.
So now he was taking her out a on a date tonight. The only problem was that he had no idea what to do. Obviously dinner was a good idea but where? And was that enough? Should they do something else? He had never stressed out about taking a woman out before. But this was different. This was Temperance. He desperately wanted to show her that this was the right choice. That this relationship could work. He snapped out of his reverie and looked at his desk. There was paper everywhere. He had definitely fallen behind. He grabbed the papers out of his inbox and started sorting through them. His eyes fell upon an envelope. He opened it and pulled out a card. It was an invitation to one of the Jeffersonian's donor events, which was going to be held on New Year's Eve. 'I guess the squint squad got me invited.' He thought to himself. A vision of him and Bones on the dance floor swirled around in his head.
There was a knock at his door and he looked up. "Come in." he said. The door opened and Cullen walked in.
"Booth, I need to see the completed paperwork on the Myers case on my desk by tomorrow." Cullen said.
"I'm almost finished sir." He replied.
"I see you've received the invitation to the New Year's event." Cullen said. "So did I."
"You sir?" Booth questioned.
"Yes I received an invitation. Laura and I weren't going to go but she changed her mind." Cullen said. "Well that's all Agent Booth." He turned and walked out the door.
He cursed under his breath and ran his fingers through his hair. Cullen was going to be there. He was unsure how to breach the fact that he was dating his partner to Cullen. He was pretty sure that he wouldn't like it. The FBI had a rule about it, and even though Bones wasn't FBI, she was pretty damn close. He shook the thought out of his head. He needed to focus. He had more important things to think about. Like where he was going to take Bones for dinner tonight.
"Bren!" Angela said, barging into her office. "Tell me everything!"
She turned away from her desk and started to laugh. She figured Angela would have been here earlier. It was almost 4 o'clock. "What are you talking about?" she said, coyly.
"Oh my god!" Angela said, pacing back and forth frantically. "You and Booth! What happened?"
"If I promise to tell you, you have to do two things for me." She said.
"Anything." Angela replied.
"First of all you can't tell anyone." She said. "Secondly, you need to help me decide what to wear on my date tonight." Her words had the desired effect.
Angela started jumping up and down and squealing loudly. "A date!" she yelled. "You're going on a date with Booth!" Angela grabbed her and enveloped her in a huge hug.
"Ange, I can't breathe," she said.
"Sorry." Angela replied, pulling away and sitting down on the couch. "Now start from the beginning."
"Only if you promise not to squeal after every sentence." She replied, sitting next to her on the couch.
"I promise." Angela said. "Now start."
"Well." She began. "I went over there and told him the kiss wasn't a mistake. He said it was the best thing that happened to him all year and then he kissed me."
"How was it?" Angela asked, barely containing her excitement.
"It was.." she paused. "Perfect."
"Oh sweetie." Angela said, squeezing her hand.
"And then we talked and he asked me out on a date tonight." She said. "Then he kissed me again and I left."
"Wow." Angela said. "I don't know what to say."
"Really Ange?" She said, laughing. "That usually doesn't happen."
"I'm just so happy for you." Angela said tears in her eyes. "And I think I'm a little shell shocked. I mean after all, I have been trying to get you two together for two years!"
"I know." She replied. "What will occupy your time now?"
"Well, I think Hodgins might be useful in that area." Angela said.
"Angela!" she replied, pretending to look shocked. "So are you going to help me or not?"
"Absolutely." Angela said. "What are you doing?"
"I have no idea." She replied. "But he is picking me up here at 7. I figured I'd just wear this but.."
"Then you came to your senses." Angela interrupted. "Let's go."
"What? Where?" she said.
"Your apartment." Angela replied. "We need to get your outfit for your date. We will grab all of your stuff and come back here and I will help you get ready. C'mon, it will be fun. Besides, I know you haven't been working."
"Okay, fine." She replied, knowing that Angela wouldn't have stopped bothering her until she said yes.
Fifteen minutes later, she was at the apartment, watching Angela rummage through all of her clothes.
"Angela, you're making a mess." She said.
"Well, I can't help it Bren." Angela replied. "We have to find the perfect dress. Now go take a shower while I keep looking."
Knowing that it was pointless to argue, she walked into the bathroom. She turned on the hot water and just before stepping into the shower, she looked at her self in the mirror. She looked different. It wasn't her physical appearance, that remained the same. But something about herself looked different. 'I'm happy.' She thought to herself. 'He makes me happy.'
She stepped into the shower. She still couldn't get over what she had done. She had told herself for two years that Booth was nothing more than her partner. And now she was going out on a date with him. He had waited for her. Waited for her to be ready. Even though he was with Tessa, then Rebecca and then Cam, she knew that in his heart he was just waiting for her. She felt her stomach flip flop. She was nervous. Yes, they had gone out to dinner plenty of times but this was a date. It was entirely different. 'Calm down.' She thought to herself. 'It's Booth. It will be fine.' She got out of the shower and dried herself off. She put her clothes back on and walked into the bedroom.
"Bren, where in god's name did you get this dress?" Angela said, holding a dress in her arms.
"I got it a long time ago." She replied. "But I never got the chance to wear it."
"Well here's your chance." Angela said. "You have to wear this tonight"
She looked at the dress. She had forgotten she had it. It was a simple dress. It had a halter top and scooped down in the back, leaving most of her back exposed. It was a deep burgundy colour which seemed to compliment her. "Do you think it's too much?" she asked Angela.
"Absolutely not." Angela replied. "Booth will die when he sees you in this dress."
"Wait? Die? That doesn't make sense Ange." She said, confused.
"Nevermind, sweetie." Angela replied. "Now we have to pick out the accessories."
"My mother's earrings." She said automatically. "And Booth's necklace."
"Booth's necklace?" Angela said, looking at her quizzically.
She went over to her jewellery box and opened the box that sat on top. "Booth gave me this necklace for Christmas." She said. "It matches my mother's earrings."
"Bren, this is beautiful." Angela said. "I can't believe you didn't jump him right then and there!"
"Angela!" she said, really shocked this time.
"This is perfect." Angela said. "Let's get your makeup and go back to Jeffersonian. We can get ready there."
She gathered up the rest of her stuff and headed out the door after Angela.