The next day Booth went over to the Cullens house to be there for him. He didn't want him to feel alone, and he knew it was going to be hard. Booth had taken a few days off so he could be there for his boss and friend. When he arrived Mrs. Cullen let Booth in and he hugged her.
"Hi Booth," she said smiling a little at him.
"Hi, how are you holding up?" he asked gently. Her eyes were puffy, as though she had been crying, and Booth guessed that they probably have since they knew she died.
She shrugged, "As much as I can be I suppose," she said softly. She sighed, "Listen, what you and your friends did for us….for Amy…' she whispered, "
"Hey, it was nothing," Booth said softly. "I'm just glad we were able to help," he hugged her and rubbed her back.
She nodded, "I have some coffee out if you would like some," she said to Booth.
"Thanks," Booth headed towards the kitchen with her and he made himself a cup of coffee. He knew that he would need it. It was going to be a long day.
Brennan was at home, getting ready for the funeral, Booth wished that she was with him. She hadn't said much since the case was finished. Booth didn't know what Amy said to her, but whatever it was, it affected her, big time, and Booth was waiting for Brennan to break down, but he knew that she would, and he actually wished it.
When he walked into Amy's bedroom he found his boss there, sitting on her bed looking at everything, "Sir?" he asked quietly. He stood by the doorway.
"She was brave, wasn't she Booth?" he asked in a choked voice. "All the things that had to be done to her, just to find out that she was dying…" he sighed. "We should have just kept her home, at least she would have died comfortably there and not in a hostpial bed," he said annoyed.
"Sir, you were doing everything you can," Booth was worried about him. "Some of those tests were….necessary…" he sighed sitting down next to him on the bed. He put a hand on his shoulder.
"Necessary and painful," he muttered. "I just wanted to thank you," he said, "For everything, and thank Dr. Brennan for me too,"
Booth nodded. He looked down at the mention of his partners name. He was worried about her, about her and Anglea.
"Whats wrong?" Cullins asked him.
"Its nothing for you to worry about sir," Booth said forcing a smile, "You have enough on your plate now.
Cullens sighed, "Booth, if its about Brennan…" he sighed. "Listen, I know you two have this Muldner and Skully thing going right now," he said. Booth smiled a little. "And if that's working for you, great," he said to him. "But I see it in her eyes Agent Booth, she loves you, and trusts you," he put a hand on Booth's shoulder, "And from what I understand of her past, it's hard for her to find good people to trust. The love is there," he continued saying what he needed to, "Whether it happens now, or in the future, its there, and I felt you should acknowledge it. Amy won't get to have love,not like that. But maybe it won't be to late for the two of you," he sighed. "After all you've done for me, this is the least I can do for you," he said to Booth.
Booth stared at him shocked; he didn't know what to say about it, "Sir I…." he was choked up a bit. He nodded at him, "I know," he finally said if anything to help his boss find a smile. "She shuts me out," Booth said quietly. "And this case hit her hard," he told Cullens, "But I'll see what happens, even if its later on," he said. "We have to play it by ear because right now….she'll shut me out if I try to hard," he said. He really felt that, and that's why he was holding back.
Cullens nodded, "Don't let her Booth, be strong, for her,"
Booth sighed and nodded. He hung around their house for a bit and then went back to the Jeffersonian to find Temperance and talk to her.