"Alright sweetie, spill," Angela said to Brennan as she leaned toward her friend over the dinner table.
"I don't have much to say, really," Brennan replied, "I really don't know what's going on. In one moment, we were happy, and, I mean we were getting married, You know? Everything just felt- right, I guess. But then without logical explanation, suddenly- suddenly he decided that we shouldn't get married, and everything just sort of fell apart from there. I don't understand his reasoning, mainly because he doesn't have any," She sighed and sat back in her chair, "When I asked him what he was thinking, he said it was because he was worried I was being impulsive and irrational. I don't do impulsive and irrational. He knows that." Her eyes became glossy as she held back tears as best she could.
Angela nodded her head in understanding, "Well, Bren," she said, "I can't offer up much useful advice to you right now, but what I can tell you," She looked her friend in the eyes, "Is that you can't give up on him just yet. Believe me, I'm beyond pissed at him for what he's doing to you, but I also know Booth, and I also have an outsider's perspective," She stopped talking for a moment to collect her thoughts, "I know Booth; there is something else to this that he's not telling you, but I don't think you should ask him. He'll tell you when he can. You just have to trust him, because he loves you; you and I both know that."
Brennan half smiled and said, "Wow, Ange, I thought you just told me that you didn't have any useful advice for me. That was pretty good."
"Yeah, well what can I say? I'm just full of great advice," Angela said with a chuckle.
"I should call him back, Booth I mean," Brennan said, "He called me while I was on the road, but I turned my phone off to save the battery. I'll be right back."
She stepped outside away from the boisterous restaurant and dialed his number, and was shocked to hear an intoxicated Booth answer the phone.
"Tem-pur-ence Brennnannnannannanaan," Booth yelled with glee through the phone, "What'rr you doin heeere?" He cackled with delight, "Ohhh whooopsss! Immeeeaaannnntt, why'rr youcallin' me?"
Brennan could hardly hear him due to all of the noise in the background, "Booth? Where are you? What are you doing? I can barely hear you!"
"Ohhh ya know where iam?" He slurred, "I'M INA CASINO! LOTSSA BEER AND WHISSHKY AND-" He paused and giggled, "GAAAAAMBLIN! Saayy Tem-pur-ence, youshoul come an joinme! Iss lotssa fuuun!"
"Oh no, Booth, please tell me you didn't say gambling. Booth, what are you doing?" She yelled into the phone.
"Yeesshh Tem-pur-ence, I sayyed GGAAAMMBLLIINN! Loottssa gaambllinn and whisshhky!" He giggled again, "lottsha whisshky!" He paused to burp, " Say, Tem-pur-ence, whydontcha bring ma girl Cristine by tsee me? Itwould be soooo muchfun!"
"No, Seeley, I don't think that's a good idea. Where are your car keys? Where even are you?"
"Ohhh Tem-pur-ence, neeeever knows howta have awittle wittle fuuun!This meeean meeean grumpy man whosgivin me lottsa drinks stole my keys frumme! Saaayyy mr. keeey stealer... whereamI?" Booth asked, "Oh! Didya hear that, Tem-pur-ence, I'M IN VVEEEEGAS! How'd I getaalllll the way here? I dunno! Whooooops!" He laughed again.
"Booth! How did you get all the way from DC to Vegas? I understand I drove all the way to Seattle which took a few days, but Vegas? Did you take a plane?"
"Yeeeeeeee thaaatsright Tem-pee! I fleew alllll the waay!" He slurred, "And I'm ain't never goingbackta DEEECEEE! Have funin SEEEATTEEEL FORE'VR!"
He hung up the phone.
Brennan processed what had just happened, all of the things Booth had said, as tears started to form in her eyes. She couldn't believe what had just happened; her life really was falling apart.