Title: Baring It All
Author: Tom's gg
Chapter: 13/?
Chapter Title: Never Walk Alone
Characters: Brennan/ Booth
Rating: M - Strong Sexual Content
Spoilers: none
I do not own the characters- that distinction belongs to FOX… but God I wish I did!
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This chapter is dedicated to all of you who were worried about Booth's ummm (what was it bea?) 'release'. LOL
I'm sure he'd appreciate your concern!
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Booth moved on top of her gently, smoothly. They were joined- they were one. This wasn't the first time they'd been together, yet it was a first for each of them.
Their fingers linked. He pressed into her, and she arched to receive him. Their hearts beat to the same beat, it pushed their blood through their veins faster and faster until it exploded into their hearts.
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Booth heard the alarm, but it couldn't be for him. He was in Mexico, he was with the woman he loved. Speaking of… her fingers ran slowly up his chest before her lips descended on his. He grabbed for her, but she pulled away.
"I have to go… Andrew is taking me to the lab."
Booth was suddenly very awake. "I'm up. I'll go with you."
Brennan chuckled. "Booth- No. I have to go in and check a few things out. Ange' was suppose to express me a new laptop, and I need to link to the Jeffersonian."
"It's okay, just give me a minute for a quick shower."
Brennan kissed him again. "Do you trust me?"
Booth sighed. He could give her a million reasons why he should be with her, by her side, but it would all come out sounding like he didn't want her to be alone with Romero. Which- he didn't! Booth fell back against the bed in defeat.
Brennan kissed him again. Her hand cupped his face, "I'll be back in a bit. You should call Parker. Tell him we'll be home in a few days. I don't know how much more we can learn here."
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Booth had just returned to the hotel when his phone rang, and Angela's number flashed. "Hey."
"Booth. I've been trying to get a hold of Bren. Any idea where she is?"
"She was supposed to be with Romero." Concern crept into his voice. "Did you try the museum lab?"
"Yeah… right before I called you. Why aren't you with her by the way? Are you two still - squabbling?"
"I'm proving that I 'trust' her," Booth sneered.
"You're whaaa.." Angela snickered. "What the Hell has been going on down there?"
"It's been a bit crazy," Booth replied. "I should go look for Bo-. Hey Angela she just walked in."
Booth released a sigh of relief as he saw Brennan cross the lobby with Romero hot on her heels.
"I wanted to let her know that we got more information on our victim," Angela replied, Booth put her on speaker phone, as Brennan approached.
Booth interrupted Angela. "Charlotte Drake, a reporter for the New York Post when she disappeared in 2003. 24 years old. Mostly a stringer, but witnesses said she told them she was working on something big shortly before she disappeared. She grew up in Atlanta, Georgia, and went through Baylor University in Waco, TX with honors. She had no current relationship when she disappeared, and apparently had no enemies, so there were no real suspects. She moved to New York City directly after graduation with the financial support of her parents who live comfortably in Atlanta. She'd been there about 2 years, with the Post for just over a year. Mom is a school teacher, but she comes from some very old Southern money. Dad owns several large car dealerships."
"Whoa-" Angela interrupted. "That's way more info then we've got. How did you get all that so quick Booth?"
"I have my sources." Booth smirked. His smirk was quickly replaced by a grimace when Romero responded.
"He spent the day at the U.S. consulate. I imagine he visited with his friends from the C.I.A."
Brennan turned on Romero before Booth had the chance. "How do you know where he was today?"
"You're both being followed," Romero replied matter of factly.
"What? Why?" Brennan spat.
"Because there are people who are not happy that you are here Dr. Brennan. There are people who would like to ensure you don't find the information you're looking for, those people will be willing to hurt you if necessary," Romero's voice remained passive. "There are also people who want to protect you."
"And, which are you?" Booth nearly growled.
"I am Dr. Brennan's official escort," Romero smirked back.
"That may be Agent Romero," Brennan scowled. "But, Booth is my partner, and I'd like an answer to that question as well."
Within moments Agent Romero became certain of two things; one, Dr. Temperance Brennan did not want a protector of any sort, and two, there was more to this partnership than a 'partnership'.
Romero quickly explained that he didn't know about the traces until that morning when he saw that he and Brennan were followed to the lab. A few well placed phone calls, while she was occupied, filled in the rest of the details.
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The three made their way out to Romero's car to snag a light supper. They'd talked for several hours. Booth was convinced that, though more interested in Bones than he would like, Romero was a straight up cop. And, he'd be a valuable ally. This was his home turf, and he knew the players.
Romero turned the key in the ignition and the starter clicked. "Everyone out of the car," Romero shouted.
They had barely cleared the parking lot when the car exploded in a fireball. Brennan grabbed Booth. More to reassure herself that he was there, and safe, then from fear.
"It would appear that someone is convinced you already know too much," Romero announced, as he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and hit speed dial.
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Dum, Dum, Dum… or Yum, Yum, Yum- whichever. I wanted to post this before the season finale. I hope all the Bones fans around the world get to watch it ASAP. My daughter has a softball game at 7, so I will have to be satisfied with delayed gratification. (Sort of like Booth!) Alas… the price we pay for procreation.
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Megadeth - Never Walk Alone
When you feel that something's wrong
I'll shelter you and keep you warm
I'll never let you walk alone
I loved you when you still hated me
I'm comin' and it wont be long
Time to reap what I have sewn
Never ever let you walk alone
I know your enemy it once was me