Here you are, another chapter added late at night. Usual warnings.
So how will the Squints react to the news? read and find out.
"Sweets, c'mon Sweets open up, we need to talk kid. Please."
Booth pleaded through the door to Sweets' apartment. During the drive he had pledged to at least listen to Sweets, he had pledged to make things right.
"Yes, were sorry, Sweets, please just let us in."
Brennan was truly concerned about Sweets and had put a lot of thought into her apology. She was determined to make sure that he knew they were remorseful. However, when, after at least half an hour in front of a locked door that was obviously not about to open anytime soon, she decided that the logical thing to do was to retreat and wait until Sweets was ready to talk to them. Last time they had tried to force him into something, it had ended badly, there was no need to continue in that pattern.
"Booth," She said quietly, laying her hand on his shoulder " Lets go."
Sighing, Booth, whose hand was still raised to strike the door again, just nodded and turned, still obviously upset at their lack of progress.
The car ride to the diner was silent.
The rest of the squints were sitting at their usual table, laughing about something, they stopped as soon as they saw the looks on the duo's faces.
"Sweetie, Booth what's wrong?" Angela was the first to ask.
Booth stat down, sighing for what felt like the millionth time that day, and reluctantly told them what was in fact wrong. He knew that it wasn't his story to tell, but they would find out eventually with the case and it was better that they heard it from them, rather than a cold file like they had.
Their reactions were diverse, if not predictable. They had all gasped, appalled at what they heard. Hodgins was staring at a fixed point on his plate, snapping the rubber band on his arm. Cam looked dumbstruck, as though she was not entirely sure what she was hearing was true, she really didn't want it too be true. Angela had tears in her eyes; she was shaking her head slowly. Yes, their reactions were varied, but they were all driven by the same emotions. Guilt, pity and in part anger. Anger at how petty and immature their actions had been towards Sweets lately. They were so caught up in their own pain they took it out on him and that wasn't fair.
Surprisingly Hodgins spoke up first.
"So what are we going to do? I mean we have to do something" He was feeling acutely guilty; out of all of them, he had probably the most unpleasant to Sweets. Hell, he was barely pleasant to him before the whole Zack thing, but then that happened and Hodgins had just become a swirling mass of bitterness. His best friend was in a Looney bin and some snot nose kid wanted him to talk about his feelings! No way!
Now, however he saw that he was being unfair, Sweets had lost a friend too, no actually he had lost a lot of friends and it wasn't right.
"We can't do anything now" Brennan replied solemnly " We have to let him come to us, we can't force him into anything."
"But we have to do something," Angela spoke out; she was still struggling to hold back her tears. " He's in pain and he's our friend!"
There was a charged pause then Cam spoke quietly.
"No, their right, we can't force him in to anything, all we can do is hope that he knows he can trust us and that he will talk to us when he's ready."
"Yeah, but does he know that he can trust us?" They all turned to Booth, their eyes widening at his words.
"We have to do something." Hodgins repeated.
They were silent, all thinking the same thing.
How do you help a psychologist in mental pain?
And now they know. Yay, massive guilt trips all round!
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