Brotherly Love?
By wired2damoon
Chapter 8: The Return Of The Las Vegas Lovers
A/N: Hey everybody, sorry for the long wait I haven't been well, in hospital etc…again…but I'm home now. Only two months left until the most important exams of my life so I have to be studying and stuff too so ya know how it is with having no spare time! Anyway I'll shut up now and just let ya get on with reading the next chapter of Brotherly Love (which incidentally I found out is the name of a TV programme too, weird…)
The large, rectangular lights flickered eerily as the two partners stood staring at one another.
The room was basked in a clinical glow as the silence lingered on, neither willing to break it.
The dark-chocolate eyes pierced the sky-blue ones intently as the heart pumped painfully in the chest.
Temperance Brennan's eyes darted to every corner of the room as she waited patiently for her companion to say something. She knew not to interrupt the silence, or there would very well be hell to pay.
"Why didn't you tell me Bones? I mean we're supposed to partners!" Seeley Booth suddenly exclaimed, throwing his arms up in the air angrily.
Temperance's brow frowned with confusion.
"Booth, what are you talking about?" she mumbled, her eyes following his every move as he paced up and down the Autopsy Room.
"You know well what I'm talking about", Booth retorted, not looking at her once as he continued to pace.
"No, I don't, and I don't see why you had to drag me in here, what's wrong with my office?" she inquired suspiciously.
"Too many ears around".
"I don't know what that means".
Booth rolled his eyes and huffed with anger.
"Look Bones, why the hell didn't you just tell me? I mean why hide it from me? And now with Sully back…"
"-Why does everyone keep saying that? 'And with Sully back…' what the hell does that matter? Yes, Sully is back but I don't have to see what it has to do with anything", Brennan snapped, folding her arms across her chest and glaring at her partner.
"Doesn't have anything to do with…are you crazy? Sully has everything to do with it! I mean how do you think he's going to feel once he finds out that you're dating my brother?" Seeley boomed, turning around so suddenly Temperance marvelled that he didn't get whiplash.
Brennan stood in shock for a moment as she let the words seep into her highly intelligent brain.
Dating his brother? What was Booth talking about? And more importantly…where did Booth receive this information?
"Booth I don't know if someone has led you to believe otherwise but I can assure you, as I've said before I am not dating your brother. And even if I was, it would be none of Sully's concern as we are no longer dating", she replied matter-of-factly, her arms moving from being folded to resting firmly on her hips.
Booth blinked fiercely, opening and closing his mouth like a gaping goldfish.
"Not dating my brother? Are you sure? But I thought…you-he-said-" Booth was obviously lost for words at this new information and found that for once he had no idea what to do or say.
"Yes I'm sure! We're not dating, we're just…friends, if you could even call us that. I find him to be rather, irritable, which I've also told you before. Who told you otherwise? Or was it your gut again?" she asked, smirking at her particularly clever dig at Booth's "source of FBI genius".
"Hey, hey, hey, lay off my gut. Obviously it wasn't because my gut's never wrong", Booth replied, his over-confident grin returning to his face as his cockiness shone through his voice.
Brennan rolled her eyes to the Autopsy Room ceiling, noticing that he did not answer he question.
"Booth you didn't answer-"
Booth's cell phone began ringing and he held up his hand to silence her.
Brennan's gaze hardened, she hated when he did that.
"Booth. Yeah…uh-huh, corner of 4th…yeah…ok", he finished closing his phone with a snap.
"We got a witness", he said indefinitely before striding out of the Autopsy Room briskly.
Temperance waited for a moment, pondering her next course of action.
Booth did a double-take. "Well Bones, are you coming or what?"
Brennan jumped slightly and hurried after him.
"So tell us exactly what you saw", Booth said gently as he stared at the little, old homeless woman that sat opposite he and his partner, looking oddly like a small child in her overly-large coat, mittens and hat.
"Well…it was a young man, in his twenties I'd say…and he was, fighting with someone. Awful things they shouted at each other. I think one may have been an old boss or something because he kept talking about a job and a pick-up. Oh it was horrifying. Three men came out of nowhere then and…well…he wasn't standing when they were done with him", she finished, her voice nearly as tiny as she was, her large beetle-like eyes glimmering with tears.
Brennan and Booth glanced at each other and the scientist passed the old woman a glass and a jug of water tenderly.
"Is that all you saw Mrs…?"
"Oh, please call me Deana dear, I haven't been a Mrs in such a long time. Yes that is all I saw. Oh I hope that poor boy is okay, he was such a nice lad too, he gave me an old blanket one night to keep the cold out", Deana continued fondly, stroking her glass for a moment.
"Actually he's dea-"
Booth gave Brennan a look to silence her.
She closed her mouth obediently as the feeble woman looked from one person to the other.
"Thank you for all your co-operation Deana. We'll be in touch if we need another statement…we can ascort you out if you want. Bring you wherever you want to go…" he added politely, desperate to help the old woman.
She waved her hand dismissively at him.
"Now you will do no such thing. You two have been so nice and polite to me and that's all I ask. Thank you for that. You really are the nicest couple I have ever met", she replied, beaming at them and winking before walking to the door.
"We're not a couple", Booth and Brennan replied loudly in unison but Deana merely smirked and gave a little jerk of her head that suggested she was saying "if you say so…"
The two partners gaped at the space that no longer contained the feeble, old woman for a moment, before awkwardly turning to look at one another.
Booth cleared his throat roughly.
"So…looks like Mike's lil bro got caught up in a drugs sandal".
Brennan frowned.
"How to you know that?"
"C'mon Bones, a job, a pick-up? He was obviously trafficking drugs…"
"And that would be your gut telling you that?" Brennan asked, a wide, knowing smirk gracing her face.
Booth leaned forward suddenly and his nose lay a mere inch away from Brennan.
Several seconds (or perhaps years) passed with the two partners' eyes locking, unblinking at each other before he replied, "yes Bones, and my gut is never wrong", an even bigger grin beginning to form on his handsome face.
Brennan's heart quickened (probably due to the adrenaline of the case she thought) as Booth continued to stare at her with such intensity.
She opened her mouth and responded, "yes your gut does have quite the track record".
"That it does Bones…that it does…" Booth laughed and moved away from her slightly, Brennan's heart panged, (-due to…something…she just couldn't think what at present) as she moved away too.
Standing up Booth made his way over to the door, before exiting he turned and took one last look at his beautiful partner.
"So Bones…how do you feel about playing a little dress-up?"
Brennan frowned deeply, she didn't have to say it, he already knew she didn't know what that meant.
"We're going under-cover", he explained and had a look on his face similar to a child's at Christmas. "I think its time Roxie and Tony came back for round two".
A/N: Ahh! Roxie and Tony are back!! Yay!! Should be interesting eh?? Please let me know what you thought!! Thankies to everyone who has so far- you guys are brilliant!! -wired2damoon-