A/N: Brennan/Booth
A Lot of Betrayal
"You betrayed me, Bones! That there was a lot of betrayal!" There's a hint of hurt in his eyes as he looks at her. He puts his hands on his hips. His belt buckle shines bright in the sunlight.
She opens her mouth to speak – her stance suggests she's about to defend her actions – but he cuts her off with the wave of his index finger in the air. "Don't even say it. You can't take back what you did."
"Booth! How was I suppose to know-"
"You should have asked."
"Would that not have given away our position?" she glares at him.
"Better than that being stabbed in the back by the person who's supposed to be protecting it!"
A bird flies past them; the flapping of its wings is loud. Another bird follows it and they disappear from sight, trees and plant matter hiding them from view. The wind howls.
"Booth," she tries. "I understand you're a man. It's in your nature to desire the alpha dog position." Slender fingers come to rest on his arm. "It's just a game."
He pulls back and her hand falls from his shirt. "I really wanted to win. I was so close! We. I mean we were so close."
"And next time we'll whip Hodgins and Angela's asses," she says firmly. "Metaphorically of course."
"Of course," he smirks.
Her eyes glimmer. "Are we good?"
"Yeah Bones. We're good.. Though I think you need to make this losing up to me. "Dinner?"
She glances back at the Jeffersonian and then looks at him. "How about we go for lunch first?"
"That works too." He links their arms and they set off towards his car.
"You're the one who's paying this time."
fin.