Disclaimer: No Bones here. Except for the ones in my body.
A/N: I wasn't going to write anything else for this fic but people asked and my muse (who comes in the form of a spirit who haunts my house) got an idea and cooperated with me to get it done. Anyone who can tell me what movie they're watching gets a cyber Booth. And I still don't have a beta.
Bones sighed and snuggled into Jordan's arms. He pulled her close and rested his head against hers. The movie played on and they watched George Bailey grow up and get married. The sweet music lulled them into a comfortable silence. She pushed away a stray thought about Booth. He was fine.
Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone sins
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold
She hadn't seen him in a while. A rush of guilty feelings arose leaving her feeling slightly empty. The last time had been about a week ago when he stopped by. Angela had squealed and Hodgins spouted off a conspiracy theory, Bones was sure he had been planning. Booth had looked good, she reasoned. But she hadn't gotten to see him for long because Jordan had come to pick her up for their dinner reservations.
The voices on the movie seemed to burst into her mind. "Where's that money, you silly stupid old fool? Where's that money? Do you realize what this means? It means bankruptcy and scandal and prison. That's what it means. One of us is going to jail - well, it's not gonna be me." Jail and prison. Brennan shuddered and thought of Epps. At least he was put away for a while.
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along
Booth had been furious trying to figure out who was helping Epps. And then relieved when she shot the man. His dark eyes had shone with appreciation and sympathy, he knew it was the first time she had killed someone. Booth always knew more than she wanted him to. He knew about her parents, about her dreams, and her fears. He was one of the most trustworthy men in her life.
Their partnership and confused others and even she was confused sometimes. He was FBI reacting on gut instinct and she an anthropologist, relying on science. How they got along was still a mystery. But she did like him. He was stable and warm and comforting. He gave advice, plenty of it. And when she started following the advice was when they started having problems.
So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold
She bought a TV and read magazines. At times it had felt like it was a game for him, to see just how much she had learned in a day, week, or month. Then she had met Jordan. He immediately struck her as warm, calm, and safe. Her initial thoughts weren't too far off. Jordan was all of those things and more. For once in a long time someone liked her for her. Jordan stayed on her mind long after he was supposed to be pushed back. She talked about him at work and with Booth. She could never understand the look that entered Booth's eyes when she mentioned something Jordan had done. It was hurt mixed with something else entirely.
Then some murder had started threatening her life and Booth had tightened the reins. He didn't let her work freely, making Bones stay in the lab or in the car. The partnership fell to pieces slowly but steadily as the crimes became more and more brutal. Only now did she think back and see that Booth was only trying to help her, save her the pain she had avoided for so long.
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
One day she moved in with Jordan. He saved her in so many ways. Jordan didn't ask about her past, he knew what he needed to. Somehow it didn't seem right, though. She missed the constant questioning or even assuming of her partner. When Booth wasn't satisfied there was more adventuring. Partnership had grown to friendship.
When everything is wrong we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Booth was like a star. He seemed so close but she could never reach him. As much as she wanted to go back and be comfortable with him again Jordan would do something and the idea would only come back on a night like this one. Now it was probably too late. Booth had probably forgotten about how he could make her laugh so easily. He had probably forgotten about all the good times at Sid's where they would stay so long that Sid would turn on the radio as a sign to leave. How she stayed with him that night when she felt so guilty about him being stuck in the hospital bed and not out enjoying life.
(Move along)
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
Maybe she could see him again with out it being awkward. Maybe Booth would remember her and smile when he saw her. Maybe he could come and just ask if she could go to dinner with him. She would say yes in a heartbeat, maybe faster.
Angela had told her once that Jordan could never hold a candle to Booth. Maybe that was true. They were both great in their own ways. But if it came down to it, if both their lives were in danger, she would give hers up for Booth, just like he would do for her. A symbiotic relationship, that's what it's called, Bones let an image of Booth flash in her minds eye. He protected her and she protected him the best she could. Maybe it wasn't too late.
"Temperance." Jordan's voice shook her out of her day dream. He was stretching stiff muscles. She glanced at the TV and saw the credits rolling.
"Aw, I missed the end." She stated sadly.
He smirked and stood chuckling to himself. "I thought so. You were in your own world for a while there." She pouted and he laughed louder. "We'll watch it again tomorrow."
Bones smiled at him and stood. He took her hand and switched off the TV. They padded quietly to the bedroom when there was a knock on the door. Bones frowned but moved to answer it. She looked through the peep hole but couldn't see anything except black. Rolling her eyes she opened the door the sight of Seeley Booth.