A/N: Okay, so when I posted the first chapter, it didn't show up on as a new story on the main page. So please PLEASE make sure that you read chapter 1 before you read this chapter. And sorry this is short; sometimes it's hard to get it going. But I promise I will try to update but I started a new job before school starts and it's full time, so hopefully I can get some writing done.
Chapter 2:
Booth groaned and rolled over in the bed. His head was pounding and he definitely was seeing double as he looked at the clock next to him. It was 7:30. Their flight was at 10 and he would have to wake Bones up soon so they could leave for the airport. The last thing he remembered was knocking on her door so he could sleep in her room, and he was glad that she had allowed him that. He sat up slowly, rubbing his temple and then he heard a contented sigh and looked down to where the sound came from.
There she was. Temperance Brennan was lying next to him and he noticed that she was covered by sheets, but she was indeed naked under them. She rolled over and he shielded his eyes as the sheets didn't move with her.
He quickly did a self assessment of his own body. He lifted the sheet so he could see under and he was naked as well. He pulled the sheet down quickly and grabbed some of his clothes that were lying on the floor and made his way to the bathroom.
He stood in front of the mirror and squinted as his head pounded.
"What the hell happened last night?" he asked himself as he ran a hand over his head, trying his best to remember. It was then that he saw his hand in the mirror. There, on his left hand on his ring finger was a gold band. He looked down at it wide-eyed, not believing it. He was seeing things, it wasn't real.
"This is a dream," he laughed to himself. "I'll just pinch myself and wake up against that slot machine," he said as he closed his eyes and pinched himself. "Damn," he muttered when he opened his eyes and found he was still in the bathroom. "This is not good."
He started the shower and carefully stepped inside. He needed to think, and sometimes he thought best in the shower. 'Should I leave? What if Brennan remembers? No, she was even more hammered than I was last night. Wasn't she?'
He decided that he would finish his shower and quietly slip out of the room and hope that she was still asleep and she wouldn't remember anything from the night before. He was pretty sure they were married and it scared the shit out of him, but for whatever reason he was okay with it. He had thought about that many times. If Brennan was okay with marriage and they weren't work partners, would they have a relationship and be married? He would hope so.
He quietly opened the bathroom door and peered out. Brennan was still asleep, and he walked out and saw his luggage lying on the floor. He grabbed his luggage and any other evidence that he had stayed there and headed for the door. Before turning the handle he turned around to look at her once more.
She looked so peaceful while she slept, and so beautiful. He had always imagined what it would be like to see her naked, and it was better than he ever imagined. She was incredibly beautiful and he watched her sleep for several more minutes before he turned and left.
As he closed the door the events from the night before flooded through his mind.
They entered the chapel, laughing and stumbling, their arms around each other. The woman behind the desk watched them in interest and asked how she could help them.
"We want to get married," Brennan answered, slurring her words slightly, and Booth simply nodded his head in agreement.
"Okay, fill this out and take a number," the woman said as she popped her gum and watched them stumble to some chairs.
Booth and Brennan filled out the form to the best of their drunken ability and handed it back to the woman.
"I can't believe we're getting married," Booth said loudly as Brennan took on a sad face. "What's wrong?"
"I wish our friends could be here," Brennan said as a few tears came to her eyes.
"They are
here," he said and Brennan looked confused. "I mean they are, but
they aren't," he stammered and took a deep breath. "They're
here in spirit."
"Okay," Brennan said, without giving a scientific explanation and cheered up.
She moved closer to him and they kissed again. They continued until the woman called their names. Before they knew it, they walked out of the chapel yelling and throwing their arms in the air. Brennan threw her flowers at a woman who was sitting outside of the chapel and once they reached the casino they were in each others arms again, trying their best to make out and walk at the same time.
Once they realized they couldn't do both at the same time, they broke apart and hurried up to her floor. When they reached her door, she reached for her key, but Booth was occupied with kissing spots on her neck and nibbling on her ear.
She moaned and turned to face him, devouring his lips. She reached her hand to run through his hair and pull him closer to her.
She got the door open and they both fell through, nearly landing on the floor. They both began laughing again as they began to pull each others clothes off in a frenzy. Booth pushed Brennan back onto the bed and he thrust himself into her roughly. It wasn't normally his style, but he needed her so much at that point that he didn't care.
He watched her face as she groaned in pleasure as he began to thrust faster in and out of her.
Before both of them knew it, they were both trying to catch their breath as Booth collapsed on top of Brennan. Booth fell asleep almost instantly.
Booth leaned up against the wall in the hallway and pinched the bridge of his nose tightly. He couldn't believe it. Sure, he had had drunken sex before, but never with someone that he really cared about. He just didn't do things like that, and he was pretty sure that she didn't either. He put his head down as he made his way to the casino lobby and sat in a chair to wait for her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Brennan opened her eyes slowly and groaned as she was met with head-pounding pain and squinted at the light coming through the window. She rolled over and was met with a pillow. She glanced around and noticed that the sheets were strewn all over the bed and the comforter was nowhere to be found. She thought it was odd because she hardly ever even slept under the covers, and if she did, they didn't look like this in the morning. Then she noticed that she was fully unclothed and saw her dress thrown over a chair in the room. She sighed and smacked her head. She must have slept with a man last night, and he obviously wasn't there anymore. The last thing she remembered was going out with Booth, but after that things weren't so clear.
She wrapped the sheet around her body and got out of the bed slowly and peered around the corner into the bathroom to see if he was possibly still there. He wasn't, and she sighed in relief. She didn't want to have to deal with that on top of her hangover. She dropped the sheet and stood in front of the mirror. She looked like hell and was in desperate need of a shower. That was when she saw a gold band on her finger.
"What?" she asked, not able to form coherent thoughts. "No," she said as her hand covered her mouth in shock. 'Marriage is an antiquated ritual, it has no meaning, and monogamy isn't human nature,' she tried telling herself but it wasn't working. 'Obviously the high levels of alcohol in my system clouded my judgment and logical reasoning.'
Now she couldn't do anything about it. She was married, but he was gone. She didn't know where she could find him, she didn't even remember him. She had no idea what he looked like let alone his name.
She reached her hand up to smooth the wrinkles out of her forehead as she jumped into the shower, hoping that maybe some of her memories would come back to her.
After dressing and gathering her luggage she made her way down to the lobby to check out of her room and to meet Booth to head to the airport. She found him sitting in one of the chairs in the lobby and after she checked out she made her way over to him.
"Morning Bones!" he said too cheery for her taste and smiled his 'charm smile' at her.
"Booth, if you don't mind, I would enjoy some quiet right now," Brennan said as she sat next to him. "Is the car here yet?"
"Nope. So where did you end up last night?" Booth asked her.
She took a deep breath and debated whether or not to tell him about what she thought had happened. "I'm not really sure. I don't remember anything. I woke up alone and … indecent."
"Sorry," Booth muttered.
"What about you?"
"Yeah well, I don't remember much either," Booth answered as he brought his left hand up to his run it through his hair.
Brennan grabbed his hand and stared at the band on his finger, her mouth opening slowly.
"You?!" She exploded, standing up not caring who was in the lobby or if anyone was staring at them. "You just … left me?"
"Bones, people are staring," he said sweetly, smiling at the people staring at them.
"I don't care. Something … horrible … happened last night and you didn't even have the decency to stay there with me."
"Listen, I didn't want you to freak out okay?" Booth asked, grabbing a hold of her arms, and she smacked him away.
"You lied to me. Were you even going to tell me?" she demanded loudly, right in his face.
He backed away from her putting his hands up in defense, but he didn't have a straight answer for her. "I don't know."
She looked at him incredulously. He was supposed to be her best friend. He should be able to tell her everything, but he wouldn't tell her this. This was important and something that included both of them.
"Listen, I was just as scared as you were. I didn't know what to do. Can we just…figure this out later?"
"No." Brennan nearly spat at him and crossed her arms. "We need to take care of this as soon as possible."
"Okay, I'm really sorry for leaving you, but I didn't know what to do. Just like you," he said hoping that she could try to begin to forgive him.
"I would probably have done the same thing," she admitted. "So what are we going to do?" she asked as she sat back down.
"Well, I guess that's up to you," Booth said, grabbing her hand as he sat next to her.
"We can't stay married, Booth. We have to have the marriage annulled," Brennan said.
"Okay. I can take care of it as soon as we get home," Booth said as he stroked her hand.
"Really?" she asked him, making sure he was okay with that.
"I promise," he said as they both stood and he took her into his arms. "I will take care of everything."
