I thought about expanding this fic, cause it was so fun and I decided to do a couple one-shots about some of the password choices and the motivations/stories behind them... its really just an excuse to write about Booth's obsession with a certain scientist.
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Petulant thoughts kept invading Temperance Brennan's objective mind as she sat in the FBI standard issue SUV, which was steadily growing colder as time wore on. She leaned forward and looked skyward through the windshield. 'A clear starry night, the kind painters paint and astronomers wait years for and I am sitting in the car. Couldn't he have let me chase the suspect too? I'm smart enough not to get lost in the woods! Forget it. It could take him hours to find that guy in the woods, even if he is an army ranger.'
As she got out, the slamming of the door was enough to make the branches of nearby trees quiver. Twenty minutes later, her partner stumbled out of those same trees.
Bones! I got him! Could you call for the backup team and then come help me?
Booth struggled up the embankment heading back to the SUV carrying what felt like 2000 pounds of dead, well unconscious, serial killer weight.
Could I get a little help here Bones? He's kinda unconscious, and hard to carry uphill in the dark! Bones? Hey Bones? Get your super smart ass out here before I decide to compromise some evidence!
"Boooones? Where'd you go?"
"Bones!?"
Oh my god, where is she?
Booth hurriedly cuffed the unresponsive mound of criminal flesh to the car and got out his flashlight, frantically looking for tracks. Where is she? Why would she get out of the car?
Spotting a few broken twigs and footprints, he began to track his partner through the night. At least her movements seem normal, not hurried or irrational, so she wasn't running away from anything…
...is this my fault?
Booth pushed his way through one last bush and found himself in large clearing with a giant rock formation in the middle. On the very top stood a shadow, a shadow that was very obviously female. Brennan.
"Bones?" She didn't seem to hear him. "Bones?"
He climbed up and approached her. She turned slowly, eyes bright with an expression he'd seen before. He'd seen it when she laughed at him, joked with him and Angela, and when she at dinner with him at Wong Foo's. It was the one she made when everything was right with the world, and nothing else mattered but the moment she was experiencing now.
But Booth was too worried to concentrate on her emotional state, he was just worried she'd been hurt or could have been hurt.
"Bones, I told you to wait. Don't you know better than to walk around in strange woods at night? Who knows what could have happened!"
She didn't get mad, or yell or stomp away like he had expected. She just stood there exuding tranquility, and her calmness began to relax her partner's over-stimulated nerves.
When she perceived Booth's body language calming down she stepped closer to him, gently put her hand on his upper arm, and said softly:
"Booth, look up."
He did. And he was lost. He was lost in a sea of stars; it was unbelievable how many there were, and how close they seemed. They swirled in his vision and invaded every sense. He saw constellations he hadn't seen since his days in the desert, the ones that had kept him company through nights of horror and torture. Their light claimed him, and he felt as if he had left the earth. Their brightness was only intensified by the sensations coming from the skin on his arm, the skin his beautiful partner was resting her palm against.
"Bones, they're beautiful…" He breathed, somewhat hesitantly putting his strong arm around her and drawing her close. She didn't fight him, just leaned into his side and placed her arm around his back. It was a moment Brennan was sure she would remember her entire life. She was surprised how much Booth knew about the stars, he never ceased to amaze her, no matter how much she denied it.
He couldn't remember how long they stood there, how long he held her close, or how angry their suspect was when they finally returned to the car. He just remembered the look on her face when she told him about her favorite planet, the one they had stood watching: Jupiter.
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