Chapter 2 (booth p.o.v.)
Seely booth had never been happier. He'd finally convinced her to take a vacation with him. For what had seemed like the last two weeks, it had just been them alone on a white, sandy beach, doing absolutely nothing but staring at the calm, blue waves.
With his arm around her and a smile on his face, he watched, as if in a trance. He dared not move 'lest he break the spell his partner seemed to be under and, for the first time it registered that she hadn't said a word. He thought this odd, but did nothing.
All of a sudden, the strangest things began to happen. He felt a small tug at his hand, slight pressure on his chest, and then, perhaps strangest of all, the feel of lips on his.
He couldn't believe what happened next. Like a canvas being stripped of it's painting,the entire scene went white. Only 2 thing s registered in his mind. pain in his chest,and that damned kiss. that kiss, wich was all that matterd, all that was even real. The pain in his chest lost, thrown to the wind, as he kissed back. He had no idea just what he was getting himself in to, but he didn't care. if it got him & bones back on that beach, great. If not, he had no clue what he would do. he'd risked his life for her once, and he'd risk it again in heart beat.
But, just as quickly as everything had been whisked away, it hit him back. HARD. As he kissed his way back into life, evry thing rushed in in him. the pain in his chest, a splitting headache, and the kiss.
the kiss that was intoxicatingly sweet, and yet suffocating. He couldnt breathe, so he did the impossible. he broke away. But even whith his highly trained super sniper senses, even he wasn't ready for what he saw when he opened his eyes.