Summary: Just a way for Bones and Booth to get together, might be a bit of Booth/Cam, don't get scared away, I said a bit. Grr I really suck at summaries just read it, please
Rating: T this chapter , M soon.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, but it is on my Christmas List, now I just have to be extra good.
Authors Note: I updated in less than a week and a half! I know that doesn't seem like a big accomplishment but let me get excited over little things. Reviewing is a great way to show appreciation (hint, hint, wink, wink) I really hate when fic's skip ahead, so isn't ironic that I did it? You all should be happy because I skipped one angst filled week, so hopefully this is the last angsty chapter. Happy times are ahead. Much Love
She Cries
One week later"Come on Bren," said Angela as she pulled Brennan with her into the Royal Diner. "You haven't been to one of these since you found out about Booth and Cam," she was of course talking about the after work dinners. This one was special because it was celebrating the close of the case of the "Pitchfork Murderer" as Hodgins had taken to calling him.
"I know, but I was doing it for his sake not mine," said Brennan as she wriggled free of Angela's grasp and proceeded to walk next to her. "I didn't want his feelings for me to come rushing back." She said as they neared the table. Angela watched Booth as he watched Brennan with sad eyes. When he noticed Angela noticing him, he turned his attention back to Cam and pretended to be in deep conversation.
"And you think they went somewhere" mumbled Angela quietly.
"Huh, what?" asked Brennan.
"Nothing, hey guys look who I found wandering the streets." She said as she pulled a chair from the table and sat down. She had promised Brennan that she would respect her decision about Booth and keep her opinion to herself.
"What? You didn't find me wandering the streets; I was at the lab working on a very interesting skeleton from the Indus River Valley. It was interesting because…" Angela covered her mouth.
"Spare us," she said as she uncovered her mouth "and its just a saying," she explained, then she turned to Booth and Cam "so how are things?" she asked casually. She knew it hurt Brennan to see them together but if she was ever going to get over him like she said, she would have to get used to it.
"Fine" said Booth as he laid his arm around Cam, who smiled. Brennan flinched a little but said nothing. An uncomfortable silence ensued.
"Well…" started Angela.
"The fun has arrived," sang Hodgins as he plopped onto the seat next to Angela.
"I'm here too," said Zack timidly, slightly raising his hand. He occupied the empty seat between Booth and Brennan.
With the entire gang there, things got a little more comfortable. Hodgins cracked jokes, and so did Zack unintentionally, things seemed almost normal, almost.
"A toast," said Angela raising her glass.
"To the end of yet another successful case." Continued Hodigns lifting his glass also.
"To putting away a murderer," added Brennan raising hers and smiling.
"To us," supplied Zack holding up his apple juice.
"To Seely's last case with us," said Cam. With that one sentence everyone's moods dropped and their smiles faded.
"What?" asked Angela, Hodgins, Zack and Brennan simultaneously.
"Did you have to bring this up now?" whispered Seely to Cam. Brennan looked at Booth who avoided her gaze.
"What does she mean Booth?" asked Brennan her voice lacking its usual strength.
"You didn't tell them?" said Cam "Booth got offered a job higher up in the FBI, this was his last case with us. He starts next week." she explained.
"It's less fieldwork and more instructing, it pays more and is less demanding so I'll have more time to spend with my son." Said Booth. The squints were all silent as they turned to Brennan.
"Well, congratulations Booth." She said frostily, she started to get up but then she turned around "Were you even going to tell me? Or was I just going to walk into work one day and find you gone. Oh I know, maybe you were going to have Cullen tell me" she said trying to portray anger when inside she really felt like breaking down and crying. All the squints heads whipped over to Booth as he began talking.
"I was going to tell you," he said quietly.
"Goodbye Booth," Brennan said calmly as she walked out of the restaurant, tears forming at the sides of her eyes. She wiped them away and she tried not to think about the fact that she might not ever see Booth again.
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Once Brennan was home she went into her bedroom and put on sweatpants and a big T-shirt. Then and only then did she allow herself to cry; she curled up in a ball on her couch and let the tears fall freely. Five minutes later her doorbell rang.
"Sweetie it's me, let me in." called Angela from the front porch. Brennan pulled herself from the couch and opened the door where she was pulled into a big hug from her best friend. "Oh, Bren I'm so sorry," said Angela. "Look, I come bearing gifts," she said as she pulled two pints of cookie dough ice cream and two pink plastic spoons from behind her back.
"Thanks," murmured Brennan as she allowed Angela to lead her to the couch. No other words needed to be said Angela rubbed her back and just let her cry. After about fifteen minutes Brennan said "Ange, what am I supposed to do?"
"Follow your heart," said Angela simply, as she tucked a strand of hair behind Brennan's ear.
"I'm… I'm scared," said Brennan finally confessing her true feelings. "What if something happens to him, what if I lose him? Will I be able to cope with that, I've lost so much, I don't think I could handle losing him."
"Hate to break it to you, but you are already losing him" said Angela lightly.
"I know… but there's nothing I can do he's with Cam now, what if he came to his senses and doesn't love me anymore. I keep thinking that one day he is going to wake up and realize than he can do better than me, that he deserves better than me." Sobbed Brennan.
"Honey, don't think that, no one can do better than you. You are a beautiful, strong and independent woman. That man is loves you, I've watched him this past week he is still absolutely crazy about you. He doesn't care about Cam,"
"Thanks Angela, I don't know what I'd do with out you" she said sincerely.
"Die," said Angela playfully causing a slight chuckle from her friend. She pulled her into a hug and once they broke apart she looked at her and said "What are you still doing here, go to him, tell him how you feel."
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Brennan walked down the hallway of Booth's apartment building soaked and shivering from the rain that was pouring down outside. In her haste to leave she had forgotten an umbrella. She came to a stop in front of 104B, Booths apartment. Her stomach felt like a circus, a light shone through the crack of his door. She knocked gently, then a little harder.
"Booth, it's me." She said. Nobody answered but she saw a shadow come to the door, and she knew he was home. "I know you're in there," she said "I probably wouldn't talk to me either after this past week."
"I know that this could be the last time that I see you and I think that I should tell you some things," she continued. "Well, just one thing really…" she sighed and rested her elbows on the door. "God… you make me so … ugh." She rested hear head on her hands and said "Booth, I lied to you, I love you. There, well that's what I wanted to say… Do you think that you could maybe, open the door because I don't want to stand out here like this." Just then Brennan heard the quiet click of the lock; she reached down to jiggle the handle and found it was indeed locked. With a sob she turned and ran down the hallway.
"Cam, who was at the door?" asked Booth as he walked out of the bathroom, shirtless with razor in hand. He saw Cam returning from the direction of the front door.
"Nobody, probably some kids playing a prank." Said Cam, she hadn't wanted to hurt Dr. Brennan but she wanted Booth and she had to do what she had to do.
"But, there are no kids on this floo—" he said as the realization hit him, one look at Cam confirmed it. There was only one person who could have been here this late at night. "Cam what did you do?" he said as he ran to the door and opened it.
"Don't go after her!" Cam shouted after him, but Booth didn't hear her, he ran down the hall to the elevator and frantically started pushing the button. After five seconds he gave up and ran down the stairs, through a window he thought he saw her car pull out of a parking space. He didn't care about the fact that he was wearing no shirt or shoes and was still holding his razor, or that it was pouring rain. He bolted through the front door and all the way out into the lot; he was just in time to see her car pull out. There was nothing he could do but stand there in the freezing cold rain, watching her headlights disappear down the road.
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That was a last chapter of angst I promise the big conclusion is coming up in the next chapter. It will be fluffy and happy and cute and possibly M? Do you want it to be? Did you like it? Is anyone even still reading this? Tell me what you think. I hope to get the next chapter in before the next episode.