Chapter 2
Funeral
~3 Days Later~
POV Brennan
It is around the time of sunset, Booth and I as well as the rest of the squint squad are standing in the grave yard. I'm very uneasy because we are at the funeral for Booth's grandfather, the only real male role model he had ever had. To top things off we are at the grave yard where my own mother is buried. We are not too far away from where she lays. As the funeral continues I can see out of the corner of my eye that Booth is becoming more uncomfortable by the second.
The time came and it was now one of the hardest parts of all funerals. It was time to close the casket and place a flower on the top. Cam is the first one to go place the flower. After that we just went down the line. After Angela had come back Booth was supposed to go next. He wasn't moving. Turning towards him he grabbed my hand and our fingers are now intertwined. Looking at his face his eyes are just staring straight ahead. I have to do something to make him snap out of his little trance and start to walk. Slightly I elbowed him in the side and he took a step forward finally. I squeeze his hand as we walk forwards.
I was showing him that everything was going to be ok. I know that he needs me right now. That is what partners and best friends do for each other according to Booth. Booth could hardly hold himself together now that the funeral is over. I stayed watching everyone get into their cars and drive away. Now it is only Booth and I left under the beautiful stars tonight. I reached for his hand and lead him over to the bench not far from where we are standing. I'm not very good at this whole comforting other people thing, but I'm trying my best.
Looking over at Booth he doesn't realize him staring right at him.
"Booth, I really believe that Pops would have loved the fact that his funeral was held at night. I remember the first time I met him; we took him on our case to the night club. From my observations he seemed to like the dancing night life."
Booth chuckled and a little smile was now on his face. He turns towards me while saying
"You know Bones that's all he talked about for weeks."
Now we are looking straight into each other's eyes and holding the gaze for what feels like a lifetime. That's when I saw it. His whole-hearted charm smile is plastered on his tan face. I can't help, but smile back.
"It's getting late Bones and it has been a long day you should head home."
"What about you Booth? Are you going to head home too?"
"I'm going to stay here for a little bit then head home."
"Booth you shoul…"
He cut me off saying "Bones come on I'll walk you to your car."
I'm not going to argue with him tonight so as we stand his hand is now resting on my small lower back. We are walking in silence down to the gravel parking lot. Arriving at my car Booth's arms pull me close to him and thanked me.
"You're welcome Booth."
Inside I can't help, but worry about him because this guy hug is lasting longer than any of the other ones. Pulling back he tells me goodbye. Opening my car door to climb in is when he started to head back up the path towards Pop's grave. There is an intense feeling in my gut that is telling me I shouldn't leave him alone, but I know I don't listen to my gut it is irrational.
"Booth! Please be careful."
"I'm always careful Bones." There is a hint of laughter in his voice. Getting into my car and driving down the gravel path my tires crunch heading for home.
I Do Not Have Owner Ship Over Any Part Of Bones. Booth's Always Careful Right? - BandB-Breakingthelawsofphysics