Kandi
You've been my queen for longer than you know
My love for you has been
Every step I take
Every day I live
Everything I see
And if I get things wrong
Don't want you to think that I'm running away
But I heard from Joe about this guy and I want to know
What did he say?
He called me baby all night long
What did he do?
He called me baby all night long
She told me she loved me. Well she wrote it. But I could almost hear her say it. It was wonderful. I just wanted to see her. But I could only settle for talking to her. Not long after I got that last postcard, she sent an actual envelope.
There was another postcard inside. The picture was of one of the main cities on Ambon, the large island. The only message on the back was 62 913 756 4237. The other item in the envelope was a prepaid calling card.
I could take a hint.
Six time zones behind her would make the calling process a bit more difficult though. It was already past midnight meaning she was probably just getting ready to start her day. I went to the pay phone in the mess hall anyway.
The mess hall was unusually empty and silent when I walked in. My heavy boots echoed in the room as I made my way across the hall to the pay phone. I followed the necessary steps to activate my card and dialed the number on the postcard.
"Hi, Booth."
I perked up. "How did you know it's me?"
"I'm with everyone that has this number except you."
"If you're busy, I can call back later."
"No, I'm not working today. I've decided to work on my next book today and I'm taking a ferry to Ambon tonight with a few new friends for a night out."
That surprised me. "A night out? I thought you were there to discover inter-homa-something remains?"
She laughed. "Inter-hominid remains. And I worked yesterday. The planning committee has added several more anthropologists to the dig, making the work space very crowded when everyone is there. We have all agreed it would be more feasible to work every other day. It's actually quite enjoyable. That's why I snorkel so much."
"Wow, Bones. Sounds like you're vacationing more than working."
"Speaking of working, don't you have soldiers to teach in a few hours? I would suspect you haven't been to sleep yet."
"Nah, I don't need too much sleep. All I do is yell at people all day. It's not too exhausting."
"Booth, you need to be alert just in case something goes wrong. You promised you wouldn't be a hero."
"I know, Bones. You don't need to worry about me. Trust me, I'll go to bed as soon as I'm done talking with you. Since I got the post card this morning, my mind hasn't exactly been with me."
"I don't know what that means."
I chuckled. I missed hearing her say that. "It means I couldn't stop thinking about you. And now that I've talked to you, I feel much better."
"I'm glad to hear that, Booth."
"Five more months, Baby. We'll see each other soon."
"Don't call me that."
"Why?"
"I'm not a baby."
"I know that. It's not supposed to sound mean. It's affectionate."
"Okay…"
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
"You have no idea how long I've waited to hear you to actually say that."
"I would estimate since you received the postcard from me with a written admission of love."
I laughed again. "Yeah, Baby. I'd say that's about right."
"I'm not going to get you to stop calling me that, am I?"
"Probably not," I said, smiling wide.
"Okay, go get some sleep. Call me tonight if you can. I'll be up all night."
"Okay, I love you, Bones."
"I love you too. Be safe, Booth."
"I will. Bye, Bones."
"Bye."
A/N: For the phone number Bones wrote on the postcard was mostly made up. I did do some research on phone numbers in Indonesia but the Wikipedia page was just so confusing! So, I'm sure it's probably not right so please forgive me if you do know exactly what the number should look like and I completely slaughtered it. So anyway, please let me know what you think!