Chapter 4 – Jumping In
"Are you awake?" Brennan ran her hand down Booth's arm. They'd fallen asleep in a spoon. His arms were tightly wrapped around her and he was breathing in her hair. He stirred but didn't answer.
"Booth?" She said playfully and tried to move to rise out of the bed. Suddenly, Booth's arms tightened and he locked her in place.
"Where are ya going?" He said in her ear.
"So you are awake."
"A little…" He smiled.
"I'm hungry. I was going to see if you actually had food in the pantry."
"I don't know if I like the slight doubt I hear in your voice. It's possible that I have breakfast like items. I do eat," He said kissing her on her cheek. "Stay put. I'll handle it." He kissed her again, slid out of the bed and walked toward the bathroom.
Brennan rolled to her back and stretched. She and Booth had been alternating between both of their residences for two months. They hadn't spent a night alone since Vincent's death finally brought them together. She was amazed at how easily they'd moved from close friends to lovers. There was no awkward period of adjustment. They both had just jumped in with both feet. Something so opposite to her natural tendency to analyze everything she was wondering if she was still herself. The thing was with Booth she was more herself than she'd ever been. His love was the catalyst for her really looking at herself and how she operated in the world. Her wanting his love back caused her to try to change. She saw him changing too. He wasn't pushing her. He was living in the moment and appreciating what they had right now. She found herself loving him more because of it.
"Bones!" Booth shouted from the kitchen. "Not only do I have breakfast but pancakes are on the menu. You're getting your first introduction to my cooking skills today."
As he spoke, she heard pots and pans crashing. Reluctantly, she rose up, put her feet on the floor and headed towards the bathroom.
Booth turned the oven on and smiled. He was cooking breakfast for Bones, and it was the best feeling in the world. He poured pancake batter in the pan and moved mail from the kitchen table.
"Hey…you coming?" He shouted.
"Right here," she said, stepping into the kitchen. She quickly moved behind him and wrapped her arms around him. "Good morning."
"Good morning," Booth turned in her arms and kissed her neck. "Sit down right here and we'll get you fed." He pulled the chair out from the table and pointed.
"Wow… I do have to say I'm a little shocked. I don't think I've ever witnessed you cook anything."
"Well, it's not a hobby, but I will do it for special people." He said winking at her. He slid two pancakes on to a plate, grabbed the syrup and placed both in front of her. "Let me know what you think."
She popped the top of the syrup bottle and slowly covered the fluffy bread with the sugary liquid. Booth plopped down with his own plate and poured coffee into two green mugs. Brennan loaded her fork and placed a perfect bite in her mouth. He waited.
"Fabulous," she said as she grinned at him. Booth smiled back, took a sip of coffee, and dove into his plate.
Booth's cell buzzed. He jumped up, took a few quick steps across the room and grabbed the small device.
"Booth… How long? Are the witnesses still at the site? Yeah… I'll pick her up on the way." He hung up and looked at her. "A body was found at the Corbin Bowling Alley during a kid's birthday party. Came down in the pin setter."
"Ok. I'll call Cam." She ate her last bite and stood as she swallowed the last drop of her coffee.