CHAPTER. Chapter 11. Powerful Punches and Lack of Oxygen

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Thanksgiving spirit was in the air--circling Angela mostly. I, for one, am not to fond of the idea of getting together just to have turkey, cranberry sauce, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and roast. Actually, I don't even eat half of those things because they're meat. I mean, couldn't you eat those things one a regular day? But, as always, I was forced to go have a Thanksgiving dinner with Angela, Hodgins, Zack, Cam and Booth. This time however, I am sticking to only two glasses of wine. I really don't want to repeat the barbeque episode.

The lab was practically deserted, except for a few guards on duty. Most Jeffersonian employees left to celebrate Thanksgiving with their families, while my co-workers and friends left, just to get ready for our Thanksgiving dinner. I had decided to stay back to do some paperwork, involving our previous case. Then I heard Booth shouting down the hall.

"Bones! Bones! Where are you?!" His voice was getting louder.

I got up and poked my head out of my office. "I'm in my office Booth! Would you please stop shouting?"

"Sorry, Bones. But we have a Thanksgiving dinner to get to! Come on." He grabbed my arm and pulled me down the hall.

Hmm...Me, Check. Purse, no. Jacket, no.

"Booth! Let go! I need to get my stuff!" He stopped and released my arm. "Thank-you."

"I'll be waiting right here." He kissed my cheek.

I sprinted down the halls, just to bump into someone, then tumbling backwards. The person steadied me. "Sorry." I looked up. "I wasn't looking--"

Oh my GOD.

"Sully. What...What are you doing here?! I thought I made it clear that we broke up." How dare he fuckng show up?

"Look Tempe. I want to apologize for my behaviour last time. It was stupid of me. I was a complete jerk, asshole, whatever you put me as. But you can't be serious that I believe that you are happy with Booth and not with me."

What they hell did he just say?!

I crossed my arms across my chest. "Well, actually, I am ecstatic, content and happy being with Booth, if you must know. Did you really believe that I was in love with you Sully? We were in a relationship, yes, but it wasn't a serious one." I walked into my office and he followed. "The fact is I am in love with Booth and it's going to stay that way, whether you like it or not. So please just accept the fact that I love him and not you."

"Temperance, he doesn't love you the way that I would love you. Booth probably doesn't love you the way you think he does."

I immediately slapped him hard on the cheek. "How dare you say that Booth doesn't love me! You don't know him at all! Fuck you Sully!"

He laughed out loud. "Are you really sure about that Tempe?"

He grabbed hold of my arms and pushed my against the wall. What the hell? His lips crashed onto mine forcefully, sucking hard on them. I closed my eyes, trying to hold back tears from spilling from my eyes. I am not going to let him see my vulnerability. I squeezed them closed tightly, as his lips became rough on my lips. His chest, rock-hard against mine and his legs on either side, trapping me. My head was screaming, calling for Booth, as his fingers fumbling with the buttons on my shirt. As he came down the the last button, he was shoved aside.

Booth.

"Get the fuck away from her Sully!" the voice yelled.

I opened my eyes, to a furious Booth. His eyes were blazing as he punched Sully hard on the cheek. Then, Booth grabbed the lapels on his shirt and shoved him against a wall.

"If I ever see you again here or anywhere, for that matter, I will end you!You got that?!" He started choking Sully, until he nodded.

Sully was freed and briskly left with visible anger.

I looked down and started buttoning up my shirt, as Booth came up to me. "How can you fucking cheat on me Temperance?!"

What?!

I finished buttoning the last button and looked up at him. "What?! Do you think I would actually cheat on you Booth?!" My voice became louder with each word.

He placed his hands on his hips. "I don't know! You fucking tell me! How do I love a person that fucking cheats on me?!"

Oh my god. He doesn't trust me.

My eyes started to blur. "I would never cheat on you. I would never betray you in any way." Sobs started raking through my body. "I love you Booth and I thought you loved and trusted me too." Tears slipped down my cheek. "But I guess I was wrong."

I pushed past him, aiming for the front doors. "Temperance." He walked after me. "Temperance. Please stop."

I couldn't. I needed some time alone. My head was screaming to go. My eyes became the opening of rivers. I picked up the pace a bit.

"Temperance! Please. Wait." He got hold of my arm. "Please, wait." He pulled my body flushed against his, his strong arms wrapped around my waist. My back, against his muscular chest.

He placed his head on my right shoulder. "I'm so sorry. I was a jerk. I didn't it mean it, Temperance. I didn't realize that he was kissing you, and not the other way around. I trust you Temperance. I always have and always will. Please don't leave me. I love you too much to let you go. You're the love of my life Temperance. Please. Don't end this Temperance."

Tears were spilling even faster. I was beginning to hyperventilate.

"Bones? Bones! Slow down your breathing baby." He grabbed my hand. "Breathe with me Temperance."

He guided me back to my office, so I could sit down on my couch. I still couldn't control my breathing and more sobs raked my body.

"Temperance. You're scaring me. Please baby, breathe. Slow, easy breaths. Breathe with me baby." He gently caressed my back.

It wasn't working. Fuck. "I...can't..." I closed my eyes. My breathing was shaky.

Then, I felt his lips on mine, gentle and soft. Then they were gone. "Temperance, breathe."

My breathing slowly became normal. Was that all I needed? A kiss from Booth? Booth is my oxygen--my breath of fresh air.

I slowly opened my eyes and glanced at him. His expression still carried a look of worry. I was still shaken by previous words containing his profanity. I couldn't help but look away. I removed myself from his grasp and stood up, continuing to look in the opposite direction.

"Temperance...fine..." he sighed. "I don't want you to leave and I don't want to leave. But if you really want me to go, then I will."

I felt his presence disappear from behind me. He had walked to the door, then paused at the doorway. "I'm sorry, Temperance. I love you... Forever..." Then, he was gone.

What have I done?

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