Disclaimer: Do I have to keep doing this, because I still don't own them. I have asked for Booth for christmas though so fingers crossed.
A/N: First, I absolutely cannot wait for Tuesday's episode of Bones, even though I won't watch it until Wednesday, but still, yay for the long awaited kiss!! So this is the latest chapter, the next one will be up sooner I hope you enjoy it. I love everyone who takes the time to review, and for those of you who don't, well I hope you are enjoying my story. I owe a special thanks to dl4ever for the inspiration for this chapter, and I hope you like what I did. Oh there will only be one more chapter, which will have what we all want.
3. Conversation with Angela.
Jack turned at the sound of Brennan shouting for his fiancée, upon seeing the look on his bosses' face he ran from his station on the platform where he was reanalysing some of the bomb fragments from the Gormagon case hoping to find something which was missed in the first analysis. Jumping down the steps to the platform, he skidded to a halt in front of Brennan.
"Hey Dr B, what's with the shouting?" he asked, deciding it was safer to act as though he knew nothing.
"Don't you 'hey Dr B me' I know that you knew what Angela did, and I shall be having words with her! So is she in her office?" Brennan asked through clenched teeth.
"Ok, so I knew but I'm not telling you where she is unless you calm down, it'll only make things a million times worse if you go in pissed at her." Jack explained reasonably.
"Look Hodgins, I am NOT in the mood for this, so just answer me is she in her office?"
"No, she…err…went home…she…err…didn't want to be around when you realised what she had done." Jack replied hating that he was too nervous to lie convincingly to his boss.
"So she's in her office then?" Tempe asked with forced calmness.
Resigned to the fact that she would never believe his lies he answered "yeah she is, but please Dr B hear her out, she had her reasons, oh and please don't kill my fiancée."
"Thanks Jack and don't worry I won't kill her, cause her some physical pain maybe, but she will be alive to tell the tale." With a nod and a slight smile Brennan walked off towards Angela's office.
Arriving outside, Brennan took 5 deep breaths to calm herself, before trying the handle on the door, knowing Angela never locked it, unless well something was going on that Angela didn't want anyone to see. Finding the door locked, Tempe sighed loudly and raised her hand to knock. After trying for 5 minutes to get an answer Bren decided to shout to Angela through her office door.
"Ange let me in. I promise not to kill you, just let me in."
Inside Angela's Office
Angela sat on her couch nervously chewing her nails, deciding if she should open the door to her extremely angry best friend. After 5 minutes of persistent knocking, Tempe's voice came through the door; Ange knew she was getting more and more pissed with having to stand outside. Knowing what was coming Angela decided it would be safer to get it over with as soon as, otherwise Tempe would just let it stew and have her another day. At least now she might be able to get her to understand why she did it. So with her mind made up, she pushed herself up from her position on her couch and walked over to her door.
Bracing herself for the onslaught that was to come, Ange opened her door to view an extremely pissed off Temperance Brennan.
"Hey Sweetie"
"We need to talk NOW!!!!" Bren said shouting the last word.
"Ummm…ok come in" Ange said suddenly nervous, moving out of the way so Brennan could enter her office. Once she was in Ange shut the door, hoping people knew better than to interrupt.
When she turned round, Angela came nose to nose with Brennan who had stood directly behind her, taking a step back she took a deep breath and started the conversation she knew may end her friendship.
"Bren, I am so sorry."
"Ange, I don't care how sorry you are, you betrayed my trust, violated my personal space; hell you just plain disrespected me!" Brennan said in a voice of forced calm, which Ange found more unnerving than outright shouting.
"I didn't know you would feel like that, if I did I would never have done it, please forgive me." Ange was close to tears now thinking she had lost the best friend she had ever had.
"You know me better than everyone except Booth; you should have known how I would feel. You shouldn't have read it and you should have NEVER given it Booth to read. I could have forgiven it if you had read it, but giving it to him, I'm not sure I can Ange." Bren replied in the same voice of forced calm.
"I love you Bren, I only ever wanted you to be as happy as I am with Jack. I know Booth would make you that happy if only you could tell him how you felt. Now though it has all backfired and you probably hate me, which I wouldn't blame you for." Angela was openly crying now, not ashamed of the tears streaming down her face.
"Angie, I don't hate you. I could never hate you, I am just really hurt that you betrayed me like you did. Come and sit down." Bren grabbed Ange and pulled her over to her couch and they sat side by side in silence waiting for Angela's tears to subside.
Once they had, Ange pulled Temperance into a hug, whispering as she did "so you really don't hate me?"
Pulling out of the hug, Bren looked Angela in the eye and for once didn't hold back what she wanted to say.
"Of course I don't, like I said before I could never hate you, but I am upset that you did what you did. I don't want to lose you because your friendship is one of the constant things in my life. But there was a reason I didn't want Booth reading that letter and if you had thought for even a second you would have realised it."
"So why didn't you want Booth to read it then?" Ange asked already knowing the answer but wanting it to be confirmed by her friend.
"I couldn't bear to lose you it would hurt like hell. However if I lost Booth I think it would destroy me, even though that is completely illogical. It's just he is now sat in my office waiting for us to talk, and I have no idea what to say. He knows how I feel, what if he is going to tell me that he doesn't feel the same way, or that he only thinks of me as his partner and friend. I'm not good with emotions but I really want…heck I don't even know what I want." Brennan gave up with a sigh and a shrug of her shoulders.
"Sweetie, look at me, I want you to really hear what I am going to say." Ange said soothingly.
"Ange I can hear perfectly well, so the likelihood of me not hearing what you have to say is zero. So I don't see how looking at you is going to change how well I hear what you have to say." Bren replied clinically turning to face her friend anyway.
With a sigh Ange continued with a hint of amusement at her best friend. "Bren, Tempe, Booth loves you. No he hasn't ever told anyone but I just know."
"Love is illogical; it's just the release of chemicals towards an individual we believe to be pleasing to look at, among other things."
"Ok, so love can't be measured in a lab, but it is no less logical than you telling me the age, sex and height from a femur. It is real, and Booth does love you, he has proved it often enough, just think of all the times he has saved you both physically and emotionally."
"Ok, so I guess that could be classed as proof that Booth cares about me, but not that he loves me."
"Sweetie, I love you I do but sometime you are such hard work. Just go and have your conversation with Booth, and ask him how he feels, he would never lie to you about something as important as that." Ange said resignedly, standing up she pulled Brennan up off the couch, and gently pushed her towards the door.
"Go get your FBI Stud Muffin, just tell him how your really feel, you might be surprised." With a smile Ange opened the door for Brennan to leave.
Bren began to walk out the office when she suddenly turned around and hugged Angela tightly, releasing her before she said seriously "Thanks Ange, if this works out then you are the best, if not then you had better hide somewhere better than your office." Leaving it at that Brennan walked across the lab, smiling at Jack as she passed telling him "Ange is fine, no physical harm caused though I think she will be less anxious to meddle from now on."
Jack shook his head as Brennan stopped in front of her office, and ran over to Angela and gave her a big hug before dragging her back into her office and locking the door.
Brennan had stopped dead in front of her office door, and took a deep breath which left her slightly light headed before she reached out and opened the door.
When Booth heard the door open he stood from his position behind Brennan's desk and walked around to stand in front of it. She had entered and locked the door all the while keeping her back to him. Turning around she met all his eyes and all she could say was "so we really have to talk."
His reply was just as short "Yeah we really do."