steaminess countdown: 1 more chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Brennan entered the building. Many of the agents smiled and waved at her. She had gotten used to this, after all of the cases she had worked with Booth. Today, however, she did not reciprocate. She had an objective to achieve, and she needed to put all of her focus into it. Taking a moment to gather herself mentally while she waited for her visitors badge, she walked slowly to his office. She had made her decision, and she wasn't going to falter, but she felt oddly nervous. When she finally arrived at his office, she saw a dumpy man rummaging through Booth's papers.
"What are you doing?" Brennan asked sharply.
"What? Oh, hi Dr. Brennan. I was just looking for the paperwork Booth said he completed for me. Do you need something?"
"I need to talk with Agent Booth, is he here?"
"No he isn't. Cullen had him run some stuff over to...well, I don't know where exactly. All I know was that Booth said he would be gone for three to four hours, more like four actually. He also told me I could get paperwork off of his desk, so if you need something I could get it for you." The agent said, smiling.
"That's fine, I will come back."
"Okay, try coming around four o'clock."
"Okay, thank you." Brennan smiled, and the man waved as she left the office.
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"He wasn't there?" Angela asked.
"No, but I intend to go back." Brennan said while leaning over a skeleton she was examining.
"When are you going?"
"Around four o'clock."
"Oh..." Angela said. She had finished all of her work, and was waiting for Cam to dig something up for her to do. Brennan was once again knee-deep in limbo cases, and as such had been working non-stop since she had returned from his office. Angela crossed her arms, and leaned on the railing. "What are you going to tell him?"
"I don't know, I have a general idea."
"Like what?"
"Well..." Brennan said, finishing her initial observations. "I was just going to tell him that I am interested in a relationship."
"That's not very romantic." Angela said teasingly.
"I know, but it is the truth, and the truth is always better that convoluted metaphor."
"But you are a best-selling author. You have to like convoluted metaphor."
"But this is real life, not a novel."
Angela sighed. "Okay, Bren. Think of it this way. This meeting between you two, where you confess your undying love-"
"I never said undying love."
"Oh, please sweetie. Stop lying to yourself." Angela said, and Brennan pouted. Angela ignored this and continued. "Now, when you tell him how you feel, picture the situation as a scene in your novel. The world where 'convoluted metaphors' are okay."
"I don't know." Brennan said warily.
"Trust me. It'll be worth it." Angela said, as Cam entered the room and handed her paperwork. "Oh, and by the way, it's five thirty." Angela said as she walked out of the room.
Brennan checked her watch, gasped and ran into her office.
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After changing out of her lab coat, and reapplying some makeup, she once again stood at the door of the building. Taking a deep breath, she entered, and went through the same process as before. However, when she neared Booth's office this time she heard music. She stood at the doorway and took in the scene. Booth was rummaging through some files behind his desk, and was humming along to a CD, a Poco CD. The same one that she had given him. Brennan smiled, walked into the office, and coughed softly to make her presence known.
Booth turned around suddenly. "Bones!" He said, startled.
"Hey Booth, enjoying the CD I got you?"
Booth blushed slightly. "Yeah, I am. I forgot how much I liked these songs." Brennan nodded. Booth instantly gestured to a chair. "Wanna sit down?" Brennan sat down, and Booth sat down across from her behind his desk. "Is there something you needed to talk to me about? Because Sam said you came into my office earlier."
"Was he the one going through the stuff on your desk?"
"Yeah, I kinda got elected as the unofficial messenger boy this week, so I have been running errands for Cullen."
"Yeah, Sam told me that." Brennan said, staring at her lap, which didn't go unnoticed.
"Are you okay Bones?" Booth asked concerned.
"Yes. I came to talk to you."
Booth spread his arms out. "What can I do for you?"
"I wanted to talk to you about the conversation we had..."
"...about the present?" Booth asked, nervously.
"Yes, that conversation."
"Okay, Bones-"
"No, Booth. Let me talk first." Brennan said fiercely, and Booth backed down. "Okay. Honestly, I knew what was happening at the end. I knew you wanted to kiss me. But I was afraid that you were just doing this out of exhaustion, and the action was not your own. Also, I was afraid that you didn't really want a relationship, because of the line that you drew earlier, and I am afraid that we if the relationship fails, then our work together will suffer, and I don't want to jeapordize our work." Brennan finished, and took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm done."
Booth smiled sadly, and reached for her hand. "Are you saying you want to be in a relationship for me?"
Brennan smiled and took his hand. "Yes."
Booth grinned. "Excellent. And now to deal with your fears. First of all, I have loved you long before I tried to kiss you. And that line to us is irrelevant, because you were kidnapped, and considered close to me even when we weren't in a relationship. Finally, I think our work suffered the past two weeks that we denied the relationship."
Brennan smiled. "It kind of did, didn't it?"
Booth nodded. "Yeah, it did. A lot." They both smiled, and Booth stood up. "Wanna grab a drink Bones?"
"Sure Booth." Brennan said, and walked out of his office with him.
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