A/N Thanks for the read through RositaLG
Disclaimer: A girl can dream.
Afghanistan.
The first time I laid eyes on Seeley Booth, he was a Sergeant Major in the Army. He arrested me for going into a restricted area. I reiterated by saying was following a story, the truth. He countered by saying restricted means no. There had been an attack preventing me from interviewing one of the leaders. The Sergeant Major saved my life and I repaid him. After an introduction like that, we laughed it off. He'd crack jokes about being able to arrest me, if needed.
Like any new relationship, we spent the first few months stealing moments of time when we could. Making love, sharing stories, photos and scars. After that, we came back from our assignments to each allowed ourselves to share parts of us like never before. I wonder, though, if I fell in love with him because of our surroundings. Did our love flourish because we were out of our comfort zones? Both of us left behind a life with family and friends. He left behind a job as well. Do high stress situations, dangerous and life-threatening, change the way you look at the world? Or do you just accept it and move on?
Then, he got that call from back home. He had his orders. He reassured me of his love, kissed me and left. Unsure of how to proceed, we left it open-ended.
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Washington, D.C.
The next time I laid eyes on Seeley Booth, he was an FBI Special Agent. He had been sitting in a diner with his partner. As I swung open the door, he was there to greet me. God, I missed him. But something was different. His demeanor shifted; there she was, Doctor Temperance Brennan, more beautiful than Seeley described and closer than he alluded. She introduced herself to me. I could see why Seeley's face lit up every time mentioned her. I'd have to wait and see how things would worked out. Three's a crowd.
I wondered if it was mistake coming here, I know we missed each other. I know we said things and shared things in Afghanistan; the same feelings still exist but things have been altered. We weren't in the desert anymore. He assimilated back into his old routine with his partner and their team and taking care of his son. There was no way to recreate what we had. No way we can go back. They say home is where the heart is. I guess I haven't found mine yet.
Reality.
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