AN- sadly I don't own Bones ): BUT LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK! x
Chapter 4
The clock struck midnight. Atop the clock tower stood a figure. Long flowing hair blending in to the night sky, piercing blue eyes shining through the dark misty night. Bright white, sharp fangs widening into a sly grin, like the Cheshire cat. It was a full moon.
Booth pov
Booth woke that morning ready for action. He quickly got ready and put on a form fitting t-shirt that showcased his muscles and made him appear to be a Greek god coming down from the heavens and a pair of jeans. It was another beautiful day. The sun was shining bright as ever before, and the colorful, lively flowers in full bloom, the grass sparkled with an early morning dew, like that of a diamond. For some reason he couldn't wait to see Bones again today. He felt like a new man. Was it him or did she get even MORE beautiful that when he first met her.
Brennan's POV
Rubbing my eyes, I stumbled into my kitchen. "Hey cuz. Long time no see." Margaret greeted, startling me. Fully awake now, I squealed with joy.
"What are you doing here?! How did you get in?! How have you been?!" My questions raining down on her 1,000 miles a minute.
"Do I really need a reason to visit my favorite cousin?"
"I'm your ONLY cousin, Mags."(everyone else was dead)
"You should really lock your windows while you sleep by the way, Temp. Those mosquitoes can pack one heck of bite." She said, flashing her fangs.
"It's the mosquitoes that should lock THEIR windows." I said flashing my fangs back at her.
Hearing heavy footsteps approaching the front door, our vampire banter came to a halt. Hearing the familiar knocks, I flew to the door and threw it open.
"Hey, Booth!" I greeted him warmly flashing him my award winning smile.
"Mornin' Bones. I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by so we could, you know, hang out or something." Hearing a clatter in the living room, I looked over my shoulder and saw Mags lifting my crimson couch above her head.
"What?! I can't find the remote." She explained gesturing to the 32 inch flat screen tv on the wall(one that I had bought specifically to please a certain FBI agent…).
"Oh, do you have company?" Booth questioned, his face dropping.
"Oh, no! No, I don't, it's just-"
"No it's fine, really you're probably busy anyway. I'll see you later, Bones." He turned to walk away.
"Booth, wait!" I went after him and grabbed his arm.
"I…would love to spend the day with you.." I whispered with the tenderness of a lamb, losing myself in his chestnut colored eyes.
It felt as though the world stopped spinning, and we were the only two people left on the Earth while it was not spinning.
"Well, well, well. What's going on here?" Margaret asked playfully, her head poking out of the front door.
Breaking our intense gaze, I shyly looked over to Mags.
"Mags, you remember Booth. Booth, you remember Mags." I said, clearing my throat in obvious discomfort.
"Of course! How are you doin' Maggie?"
"I am well. Just dropping by to visit my favorite cousin."
"She's actually staying with me for a while."
"Temp, I couldn't possibly-"
"I insist." Booth cleared his throat and gestured towards Margaret.
"Hey Mags, would you mind If I spent the day with Booth?" I asked, my tone hopeful.
"Please! Go out, have fun. Don't mind me."
"Thanks cuz!" I exclaimed enthusiastically. "I'll be back later tonight."
"You two kids have fun! Don't get TOO crazy!" She yelled after us.