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Chapter3.
"Booth, we need to talk about this."
"What for, Sweets? I was completely honest in there, and besides, you promised you wouldn't bring it up again!" Sweets had drug Booth into his office for an impromptu meeting to talk about his email. Needless to say, Booth was a bit hesitant to talk about this with Sweets.
"No, I didn't. I said we wouldn't talk about it as a group. I never said anything about not talking about this one on one. I think it's very important that we explore a few of these things you mentioned."
"Fine. What is it that you want to explore?"
"Well let's start at the top and work our way through them all."
Booth made an exasperated sigh/groan as his response.
"Okay. The first one is pretty straight forward; you don't want her to think you lack any intelligence. That's a logical response for anyone working with someone as smart as Dr. Brennan. Now, the second one, I find quite fascinating."
"Nope. Nuh uh. We are not discussing that one."
"Why not?"
"Because, that one isn't important. I'm not gonna help you fulfill any perverted fantasies."
"Who says I have perverted fantasies? I simply wanted to discuss how you are unable to focus on work when she wears her hair down. It's interesting that you find her so mesmerizing."
"She's a beautiful woman, Sweets! I was exaggerating, anyway," Booth was convincing when he lied, "I'm fully capable of concentrating on work no matter how beautiful my partner is."
"Alright, we won't talk about that one anymore. The third one interesting also. Why do you think she would take your perception that she's grown emotionally as an insult?"
"Because she'd think that that meant she'd lost some of her logical mind or something. She's just as intelligent, she's just let herself be a human also. It's nice to see her growing like that."
"I agree, and I think that's a lot to do with you."
"Me? I'm not the reason of her growth. She's gotten closer to her family and to Angela in the past few years. They're the reason. Not me."
"Booth, you should give yourself more credit. You teach her things every day."
"Alright, let's just move on. I gotta pick Bones up in an hour for lunch."
"Do you and Dr. Brennan have lunch together everyday?"
"Moving on."
"Right. Okay, number four. You really think Dr. Brennan would make a good mother?"
"What? Of course! She's fair, and she's caring when she feels it's appropriate. The maternal stuff will come… and I'd help with the basics."
"Why, though, are you willing to give up your happiness to make her a mother?"
"Because that's what you do. When a friend needs something, no matter what, you give up whatever it is that you need to make that person happy, Sweets, that's what you do. Bones is my friend. If she wants a baby, damnit, I'll give her a baby."
"Okay, I get that, but you need to look out for yourself too. What would you do if after she's had your baby, two or three years later, she finds a guy and ends up getting married?"
"Well, see, that wouldn't happen, Sweets because Bones doesn't believe in marriage."
"You said it yourself, that she's growing emotionally. What happens when she grows enough to see that maybe marriage isn't such a bad idea?"
"Why don't we just focus on reality? She's not going to marry anyone right now, so let's quit talking about it."
"Fair enough, Booth, I'm just trying to help you out."
"Yeah, well maybe you should leave some things alone."
"Point taken. Number five-"
"Ya know, can we just skip on down to what you really want to discuss, huh? The last one? That's all that really matters, right?"
"Sure. If that's what you want."
"I just want this conversation over."
"Oookay. Number ten then. I only have one question about this one. Are you positive that you love her? Are you sure it's not just something left over from the surgery?"
"Why do you keep asking that? You keep trying to prove to me that I'm not in love with her, and I'd really like to know why. I can't explain why I love her… it's everything about her, Sweets. It's the way that she knows when I'm upset. She knows when to shut it up with the squint talk and just let me think. She trusts me, Sweets. She has faith that I won't hurt her… even though she's been hurt so many times by the few other people she trusted. That's big for her, and that shows me that she may be capable of love one day. If not, that's fine. I don't have to be loved in return. I just want her to accept my love. But confessing that, could scare her off, and losing her, is not an option."
"I believe you, Booth, I just… this is a huge step for both of you, and I wanted you to be sure."
"Yeah, well thanks for the concern, but it's not really any of your business. Are we finished? I need to go."
"Yeah, sure. Thanks for talking. Honestly, Booth, I believe you."
"It's not your belief in me that I need." With that, Booth walked out of Sweets' office, grabbed his stuff from his office and was out of the Hoover building in two minutes.
He hadn't meant to be so hard on him, but sometimes Sweets just crossed a line. Booth didn't like that he was so nosey. What went on between he and Bones was of their concern only. Speaking of Bones, they had lunch to eat.
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"Burger good?"
"Yep. How's your salad?"
"Very good. Any cases coming our way that you know of?"
"Not that I've heard. Anything good at the Jeffersonian?"
"I'm working on two reconstructions, but they're quite simple."
"Oh."
Brennan stared at Booth for a few seconds. He seemed off, she thought.
"You okay, Booth?"
"What? Yeah. I'm good. Long day. That's all." He gave her a little smile before waving the waitress over to get him another soda.
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Next chapter- Brennan's session with Sweets and maybe some surprise fluff!
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