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Chapter 2 : Fight For All The Wrong Reasons .
Jared Booths car bumped slowly down the gravel road spraying up small clouds of dust making the night seem even more frightening than it already was.
"Angela…Are you sure this is a good idea?" Biting her bottom lip she did her best to hide her nerves. She had never gotten drunk with anyone besides Angie before and never more than wine Angela had snuck from her father's vast collection .
"Sweetie, please" The popular girl rolled her eyes at her best friend. " It's nothing. There will be lots of guys, some good drinks and a fire… It will be amazing. You will make a bunch of new friends for the school year…And guys will be all over you … Maybe even find a boyfriend? Ha that would drive Russ nuts." Angela grinned at the thought. She knew how much Russ hated his baby sister growing up and especially the idea of males paying attention to her.
Pulling up to the where the other cars had been parked Brennan and Angie unbuckled themselves collected their purses and hopped from the vehicle. Brennan glanced down the small gathering of vehicles and quickly noted her brothers old pick up.
"uh…Ange.. Russ is here..." Her voice croaked with fear her pale blue eyes blinked back the stress of the thought. "Maybe we should just go home..Drink at your house.." she mumbled looking over to her best friend who was paying no mind to her too busy with her flavor of the month, Jared. After a few seconds, Angela finally responded.
"Seriously Brannan its fine. I made you up..Your hair, makeup clothes.. No one, not even Russ, will be able to tell that you're his baby sister" Completely ignoring Brennan's fear she lets go of Jared's hand to pull her friend towards the sound of people and the bonfire. It didn't take long before the three of them made an entrance to the massive party that was under way in the field . Brennan eased slightly at the number of people present at the party 'ok maybe Angie is right..there are so many people I will just try to avoid Russ and his friends' she smiled back at Angela, who had already pulled her own bottle of liquor she had picked up on the way over to the Brennan's .
"Sweetie. Drink. Now" Angela thrust the open, foul smelling beverage in front of Temperance Brannan's nose and gave it a wiggle. "You only live once. You're only a senior once a this year is our year sweetie"
Brennan didn't give it a second thought; she wanted to fit in. She wanted to be popular for once in her high school career. 'To hell with everything else..I can pretend to be dumb for one night…what could it hurt?' She thought bitterly grabbing the bottle and lifting the brown liquids to her lips she took as big of a gulp as she could muster, cringing as it burned her throat and lit her stomach on fire. Gagging she pushed the bottle back to Angela while trying not to lose everything she had eaten that night.
"That…was horrible…What the hell was that?" Brannan shook her head feeling her head Immediately loosening up and begin to grow fuzzily .
"Tequila ..." Angela giggled sipping it generously. " It's literally To-kill-ya".
Brennan sighed trying to shake her head, which went mostly ignored by Angela as she grabbed her hand and dragged her towards the fire and people. "Now sweetie lighten up.. Go have fun. Talk to the girls, and maybe some guys…I'm Gunna go hang out with Jared" Angela couldn't help but grin at her shocked friend .
Brennan remained still as Angela bounded away with Jared leaving her standing alone amongst a large gathering of people she had only seen a handful of times in the halls or around her brother. Lifting her slightly red tinged blue eyes, she scanned the giant glowing fire and hummed as she wondered what she was supposed to do in such an occasion as this. Suddenly she released she was no longer standing alone. A tall blonde male wearing a letterman jacket was standing right beside her:
"Great fire eh?" The jock grinned wolfishly down at Brennan.
"Yea.." she shifted back and forth a little uneasy. She wasn't good at social interactions with people she didn't know. Sensing her uneasiness he pulled out another beer and handed to her.
"Drink up. I can see this is your first fire.. Well it shouldn't be too bad because your easily the hottest chick here... My name is Ryan by the way…" Ryan watched the young women sip the beer awkwardly before she spoke.
"oh, this is your property. My name is Tempy..." She smiled politely, holding back her last name as she realized that this was most likely one of Russ' friends. Russ mentioned him plenty of times and didn't need the extra threat of him finding out.
"sure is!" She grinned down at the girl, not waiting for her response before continuing onto another group of girls after picking up the fact that Tempy didn't want to talk to him. Seeing Ryan leave Tempy gulped down the beer to quell her fear and sighed quietly 'This is definitely different'
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Somewhere on the other side of the field a ways away from the fire Booth sat on a log chugging back a beer listening to another one of Russ' lame stories he was using on the group of women that were sitting with them. After about 20 minutes of Russ' lame pickup attempts Booth stood up from the log
"Hey, I'm gonna go for a walk..." Standing was a lot harder then he remembered the last time as he swayed slightly in the cool summer night air. Russ shot booth a slightly confused drunk look.
"But….These wonderful girls will miss your battle stories..." Russ attempted a half smile, waving a hand in the direction of many drunk girls that couldn't take their eyes off the young Seeley Booth. The girls continued staring at him without saying a word just looking hurt. Booth thought for a moment before speaking.
"I need some air bro" And without waiting for Russ' response booth marched onward on the path towards the main area. Russ cringed slightly; he knew exactly where Booth was going but decided not to follow. He was a grown man and Booth had to figure his own shit; Russ was just trying to keep him out of trouble for one night.
Booth continued down the path careful not to look back at Russ or his friends. He kept walking until he reached the edge of the main group of people. Scanning the group he quickly spotted whom he was looking for: Rebecca. She hadn't even looked at him once the whole time they were there. Sucking in his breath, he marched up to the beautiful women. Tapping her shoulder, he waited till she turned to look at him to speak.
"What not even a hi?" She snarled slightly. Alcohol present on his breath. Rebecca wrinkled her perfect little nose at him.
"No. I don't say hi to losers" She hissed. The girl hadn't changed much in the 18 months he hadn't seen her. Her hair was still perfectly curled, still perfectly platinum blonde. Everything about this woman was perfect except for one thing. Her soul, her personality: She was the ugliest person he had ever met on this inside.
"Fuck you. You know I deserved a 'Hi' especially after all the shit we have been through!" Booth snapped, gulping the last of his beer before tossing the can in the fire. 'Stupid bitch..Murders my child…Doesn't tell me until after…Then breaks up with me..Can't even bother to say hi' Booth thought bitterly clearly letting alcohol and exhaustion get the better of his senses.
"Excuse me? The shit 'WE' have been through?! You mean what I went through being with your slutty drunk ass?!." The rage exploded from the small women like fireworks on the Fourth of July. Her friends had quickly jumped to her side grabbing her arms to hold her back from striking him.
"Really? I didn't MEAN to get your pregnant. And you knew I was joining the army when you met me… So don't pull this fucking shit on me. YOU didn't even tell me you were pregnant till the day after the abortion… Don't you think I deserved to know?" His anger was rising by the moment his booming shouts had started to create a scene.
"Seeley..Please, you're no good. I gave up on you; you're a loser like your father bound to drink and be a loser. You didn't deserve to know" Rebecca had lowered her voice at this point and twisted her evil little lips into a tight smirk. Turning to leave she whipped her head back one last time to hurt Booth just a little more.
"Besides you suck in bed" Now even her friends laughed with her and quickly left the scene before booth could even respond. Shaking, Seeley went to stomp forward shout whatever his enraged mind could come up with but before he could even react he felt a tight grip on his left shoulder.
"She's not worth a single ounce of it bro." Russ had reappeared and held a tight grip on his muscular shoulder. Feeling Russ' grip Booth just let out a sigh and slumped down on the grass as the crowd began to dissipate returning to their drunken festivities. It was a few minutes before he could even speak.
'I know…I don't know what got in me..I guess I'm just tired… war was shit..." The last part of his sentence was completely unnecessary because Russ knew all too well the horrors of war. Booth and Russ' good friend Teddy Parker had gone to war with them as well and never came home. He had been with Booth, and booth had seen him die and that would remain possibly the worst moment of his entire life. Way worse than his father beating him or worse then what that bitch Rebecca had done to him. Seeing his best friend sitting beside him Booth decided to try to turn the night around. Grabbing the 2'6 from Russ bag and chugged as much as humanly possible. Ignoring the burning and his now very drunk and swaying vision he grinned at Russ.
"That's my boy!" Russ sang pulling Booth to his feet and pulling him to their group of friend's .Once in the group of friends the boys happiness and good spirit returned. Booth was having a great time .
Sometime later booth was left stumbling around the party with the other drunken young people not quite sure what he was indenting on doing at this point. He glanced around looking for Russ once more, but Russ was no wear to be found.
Sighing he sat down on the same old log he was before, this time alone surveying the scene in front of him. The crowd had thinned some had gone home...Some were 'busy' he was sure which left him alone and bored.
"Fuck it" he sighed and started thinking about returning to Russ truck to sleep off some of the booze, trying to keep his mind from returning to his poor friend Teddy. Giving his head a good shake he was about to get up and go when a sight caught his attention. A beautiful damsel in distress. She was just trying to leave, very intoxicated, and a group of jocks wouldn't leave her marched over the group anger rising.
"You mind?" He barked at the jocks. The jocks hadn't heard him approach and jumped back at the sight of Booth. His reputation as 'Army boy' was wide spread. Seeing the angry look on booth face continued on his way.
"Sorry, bro. didn't know" Was all they could manage to say before escaping the look of one very angry and drunk Booth. Watching them leave Booth turned to the girl.
"You ok?" He asked finally turning to look at the young women. She was stunning even extremely drunk. He couldn't stop staring at her beautiful pale grey eyes delicate features and thin frame.
"im…Fine…just drunk.." she mumbled blushing at Booths words.
Temperance couldn't help but stare at her savior. Even in her intoxicated state she knew who he was. It was Russ' best friend, army hero-heart throb whom she had quite the crush on growing up with her brother.
"Thank you" She squeaked out realizing he didn't recognize who she was. Without another thought she decided to go with it. It had been two long years since she had seen him, and she had grown up into a beautiful young women. (much to Russ' displeasure he hated when men paid attention to his little sister) .
"I'm Seeley Booth…But I I like to be called Booth" He smiled crookedly, the alcohol he had consumed ate up some of his charm, but it didn't stop Brennan from swooning at his rugged voice. The young man was well built, tanned with beautifully warm chocolate eyes protected by perfectly sculpted cheekbones and a sharp jawline. Brennan didn't know how someone could be so … Perfectly imperfect. His smile always had a way of making her weak in the knees and the stomach, but booth had never even noticed her in the years that he and Russ where best friends
"I know…. " she responded without thinking. 'shit' She cringed and swayed a little she shouldn't say that she didn't want Russ to know she had come to this party or that somehow in the night lost her best friend and ride home .
" I mean! Everyone knows who you are…You are famous around here "Brennan blushed. Luckily for her the night and Booth's apparent intoxication it went unnoticed. "Im tempy.." She smiled; their eyes connected for a few seconds.
"So do you want to drink with me? I mean Angie left me her bottle..I'm not ready to go home yet" Her voice shook slightly staring up at the dream boat standing in front of her. "I mean..For saving me and such" She hoped he fell for it. Maybe it was the booze talking; maybe it was the new courage her friendship with Angela had caused. Whatever it was she was going with it.
"Uhh sure" He shrugged his shoulders; He had nothing better to do and she seemed interesting and attractive. Booth started slowly walking down the path hoping she would follow him. He wasn't interested in a one night stand, or a relationship but he hoped maybe he would make a new friend and forget some of the memories of Teddy that had been flagging his memories tonight.
" there is a little more private log and fire pit down this way" He pointed down the dark path waiting for her to catch up . Looking back, he smiled at her. Once they got to the destination boot pulled out a lighter to light the small fire pit that was already there.
"How did you know there was a pit here..." Her eyes narrowed a little at him. Was he trying to sleep with her? She wasn't that easy. She wouldn't fall for it. Truth be told she was a virgin and the very thought of doing anything in that manner scared the crap out of her.
"oh no, no no. Sorry, I just am good buddies with Ryan and spent a lot of my youth here, so I know my way around" Booth had caught on to her fear and anger in her tone. Yes, He had one night stands before but really that wasn't his attention tonight. He had changed since the war, since Rebecca had broken him. He was done with those games.
"oh ok," she shrugged pulling out the bottle, taking a swig and passing it to booth who did the same. They picked up the small talk and laughed and chatted for some time before booth paused, a thought crossing his mind.
" Umm…I don't mean to be rude but how old are you?" At this Brennan blinked.
"21…." She didn't want him to know she was underage. She had a blast, and if he put it all together he would take her straight to Russ and never talk to her again. 'Just tonight..' Brennan sighed to herself.
"good.." And with that they went back to their drinking games. All answering many questions they had about each other and soon they were both too drunk to think clearly.
" I don't…I don't know how to function hear anymore…My whole life is different…I want to cry.. It hurts so much..." He paused, wobbling staring blankly into the small dying fire. "What I saw over there… No one should ever see… I mean… I miss Teddy so much. He was my best friend over there he had my back..And I let him die" Booth choked back the last words tears now fully running down his face. Maybe it was the booze, and maybe it was the girl but he couldn't hold it in any longer.
"shhhhh..its ok," Brennan grabbed his hands instinctively, even extremely drunk she had memories of comforting her mother when her father had left; also she knew who Teddy was. She had been at his funeral with her brother (who would never admit it) cried for days like most of the town after their friend had been pronounced dead. Booth was still in combat when teddy was brought home for burial.
The rest of the night became a blur, they finished the bottle and the hour grew late when all of a sudden booth stopped. It was now or never, and to be honest he wasn't going to remember in the morning.
"tempy.." He breathed, trembling he waited for her response.
"mmmm" she softly answered swaying in the soft glow of the wee hours of the morning. As soon as she answered booth something clicked in booth. The young man lunged onto Brennan pinning her underneath of him, full weight bearing down so she couldn't move. Brennan gasped .
"Booth…what is this?" Her blue-reddened eyes stared into his swaying face.
"Tonight…Im just a guy at a party…" He whispered, and THAT for some bizarre reason was the words that Temperance Brennan was looking for.
"And… I'm just a women at the party" She giggled. This was very exciting. At this Booths lips crashed into her lips. Taking the salty taste of his dry lips she returned the kiss as best as she could. Brennan had made out with several guys in the last year or so but never like this and never with such fierceness. There was no stopping them .It was now or never.
"booth?" Brennan breathed as she pulled her lips away from his to catch her breath.
"hmm?" he breathed sluggishly as he moved his lips to her necking grinding his body into hers.
"condom?" she asked him quietly the soberer of the two. Booth just smiled at her.
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Booth awoke to the early morning sun glaring violently down on him as he lay in the back of Russ' truck…lifting his head painfully, he glanced around looking for his best friend to see him passed out in the passenger side seat.
"fuck" Booth whined stretching his out as best he could . Russ stirred before groggily pulling himself out of the truck.
"Booth..? Where the fuck did you disappear to I was looking for you forever.." Russ grouched at his friend.
"I don't ..Remember.. I remember looking for you and hanging out with this hot chick ..." Booth paused and stifled a smile. He couldn't exactly remember what happened after meeting this women, but there was something about her that couldn't stop him from smiling.
"That good you old dog you? What happened to Im not that person anymore" Russ mocked his friend sheepishly. " Ah well, it's all good.. I was busy myself.. But my idiot sister ended up hear, so I had to call her a fucking cab.. " Russ fumed shaking his head. "She shouldn't be here. Way to many drunk stupid idiots"
Booth spine straightened a little… Was it Russ' sister he had hung out…what had happened? 'No..It couldn't have been… This girl was way older and hotter' Biting his lip Booth tried to remember the night a little more with no luck.
"ah. Sorry to hear that" Russ didn't pick up Booths uneasiness being far too angry still ."and she barely had her clothing intact… Fuck sakes I'm going to beat up who ever touched her..If I ever find out" Russ continued on his angry rant as the boys climbed into the old pick up and started the journey home. Life had sure changed.
A/N: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I hoped you liked it..It took a bit, but it just kept rolling out… I originally planned to make this chapter shorter, but it just came out. Be nice, leave a review. I will except prompts for ideas for future chapters thanks.