A/N Thanks RositaLG for the beta.
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Our chosen professions have us fielding calls at crazy hours. I didn't think anything of Seeley heading out to check up on a lead late one night. You never know when people are going to want to talk, break a story or case, find some evidence or need help.
I knew something was wrong. Wordlessly, he shed his wet jacket and headed for the mini-bar. A shot a tequila, then another. I asked him if he was alright, did the suspect have something new to share? He looked at me, sullen and responded with a no, he'd been with Bones. The only woman capable to drastically changing his temperment.
He told me he followed her. He said she'd been acting strange, he wanted to make sure she was alright. She almost hit by car, he said, imagine if he hadn't been there to save her. What would have happened?
I don't know why he feels so responsible for protecting her. Does he ever follow me on a lead, a hunch, a story? The answer is no. Would he? That's what partners do, right? Protect each other? We're a couple. Two people; companion, lover, mate, sidekick. I suppose they are scared to define something more. I guess, I knew we'd come to this fork in the road, eventually.
She told him that she loved him. He told her he loved me and that was that.
Temperance and I are friends. We share a common demoninator. We both love the same person. Do I say something to her? Do I ignore it? Seeley is going to tell me he loves me. He's going to say he doesn't love her like he loves me. We've only known each other for seven months. They've had seven years. Seven years. If something hasn't come to fruition, then I can't imagine it would. How do I approach her now? If we going to co-exist in Seeley's life, we have to work through it? We are going to co-exist, right?
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