Here's another update :D
I can't believe I'm taking so long getting to the dates. I really hope you don't mind?
I've thought about changing the summary though. I'm just so terrible at summaries, could someone help me out, please?
Anf of course :P I'm still soooo greatful for all the reviews - keep 'em coming :D
10 Dates - Chapter 8
Temperance managed to avoid Booth for the rest of the week. They didn't have a new case, but that didn't stop Booth from dropping by at the Jeffersonian from time to time anyway. As soon as he stepped through the doors of the elevators he would see Temperance run. Sometimes she'd hide in her office, with her door locked. Other times she'd grab her jacket and leave. It didn't stop him from trying again the next day though.
Every time he was there, he'd leave her a note. The first one had said:
"You can run, but you can't hide. X Booth"
Then:
"Ok, you can hide, but not forever. X Booth"
By Friday afternoon Booth was desperate. When Temperance had once again successfully avoided him, he left one last note on her desk:
"Saturday, 3pm, I'll pick you up. No point in running Bones, I'll find you. X Booth"
Outside, Temperance sat on a bench in the garden watching Booth walk to his car. His head was held low and he kept running his hand through his hair. It was obvious how frustrated he was. Frustrated with her, Temperance thought. She hated doing this to him, hated disappointing him. She was just so scared and when she was scared, her instincts kicked in to keep her safe.
She walked back in the building to her office. She stood for a moment contemplating staying longer or going home. Realising she was too upset to get any work done she decided to head home. When she went to her desk to get a file she wanted to work on over the weekend, she saw the note from Booth. 3pm Saturday. He sure was persistent.
When Booth had left the Jeffersonian he tried to get some more work done. He didn't succeed. His mind was on Temperance. How was he going to convince her to go on these dates with him? Even going on one date seemed out of reach. He didn't want to push her into anything. They would just go as friends. He just wanted to spend more time with her, to get back what they used to have together. Their bantering, their conversations about their childhoods, him teaching her about pop culture. He just wanted to be near her again. He missed having her around.
All night Booth tried to come up with some brilliant plan. Had it been any other woman, he'd know just what to do. But this wasn't just any woman. This was Dr Temperance Brennan.
Suddenly a thought came to his mind. No, he thought, I can do this alone. Half an hour later, when he was no where near a solution, the thought reappeared. Maybe. It was worth a try.
He picked up his phone and found the number in his phone book. He dialled the number and listened to the beep hoping the person on the other end would pick up. He had almost given up, when he heard a voice.
"Booth?" A woman said surprised, "Is everything ok?"
"Hi Angela.", He said back, sighing with relief, "Everything is fine. Well, not everything to be exact, but I was hoping you could help me with that"
A loud squeak on the other end told him he'd called the right person.
"It's about time! Booth" Angela said laughing when she's calmed down slightly, "Now, tell me everything from the beginning and I'll see what I can do."
Booth told Angela everything about his fight with Bones and their bet. He left out the part about their meeting in Temperance's apartment though. After talking the situation over for a while, Angela sighed and said:
"Ok, Booth. I can see you're a bit lost with all this, but don't worry. You know Temperance, she's just panicking and when she panics, she runs. Now, you just leave it all to me."
"Thank you, Angela. I owe you big time", Booth told her, his voice full of gratitude.