"Look After You"
-The Fray
For a moment no one moved.
Brennan couldn't comprehend at first why Booth was here simply because he couldn't be there, not now, not tonight.
She hadn't counted on this as a possibility, but she should've.
There was no way her plan would work now; it was too risky.
Slowly she put the book down behind her in defeat.
"Agent Booth is it?" Steven said coldly, staring straight at the end of Booth's gun.
"Yeah"
Two guards came up behind Booth waiting for Steven's instructions.
Bones saw them too and moved slowly up to her partner defensively, ready to protect him.
"Booth, put down the gun"
His eyes flickered to hers for only a moment, but in that moment she could see something was wrong.
She had already seen that he was angry because his jaw was clenched tight, and he gripped his gun so hard that it was vibrating slightly.
Gently she put a hand on his arm, feeling his muscles tighten underneath his coat.
"Please Booth" She whispered close to him.
After a second Booth slowly lowered his gun and put it back into its holster. Brennan closed the door behind them, and moved somewhat in between the two men.
"What can I do for you tonight Agent Booth, as you can see I'm a little busy" Steven said motioning to Brennan.
Booth looked at her trying to find a way to ask why she was here. Her eyes flickered to the desk behind her understandingly. However Booth didn't catch it, Brennan didn't know how to be covert like that after all.
"I'm here to ask you a few questions about Michelle Alexander"
"Alright then"
"Did she work here? And by here I mean up here?"
Steven looked Booth up and down trying to figure out what game he was playing.
"No she was about to, until she decided to work the poles instead"
Booth didn't say anything, he seemed lost in thought.
"Anything else?"
"Yeah" Booth said looking at Brennan once more for a moment, trying to warn her about what he had to ask.
"Explain to me how the Masons just wound up dead. Explain to me how Miranda Richards was killed after she told police that you hired someone to kill the family!"
Steven laughed as Brennan's face turned white, and Booth became even more confused.
"Why don't you ask your partner? I'm sure she can answer those questions better than me"
"I'm asking you" Booth snarled
"No really Tempe tell him"
Brennan was biting her lip so hard that she was sure it was bleeding.
"I... Booth you shouldn't be here"
This wasn't how she wanted Booth to find out, not in front of Steven, not where she couldn't defend her actions, for all her defenses were worth.
"Oh come on Tempe, tell him what happened to the Masons, how daddy locked you in the trunk of his car and then raped and beat you. How you went to the police and they called you delusional and unstable. Tell him why your best friend wound up dead because you wanted to save yourself from being charged with murder!"
"Enough!"
Angela came through the door glaring at Steven.
She had heard everything from outside and couldn't take too much more without someone saying something.
Steven stepped in front of Brennan, his finger playing with one of her soft curls.
"Tell Agent Booth here where you really disappeared to. Who you really spent the night with right here on this couch"
Booth snapped, and before Brennan could stop him, he had Steven pinned up against his office wall.
"Booth let him go" Angela said moving first.
They were all so preoccupied by the scene that was unfolding, that no one noticed Brennan slip something into Angela's large bag purse.
"Give me one reason why I should"
Angela couldn't think of one and turned to Brennan for help, who shrugged.
"Because nothing he said was a lie" she stated flatly.
"Ok see now Bones, that's not really helping"
"Then how about because I don't want you to have to live with another death on your conscience. He's not worth it Booth"
Booth let him go, dropping him to the floor. He turned around to look at Brennan, astonished once again by how she had managed to say the right thing.
"So Agent Collins..."
"I didn't sleep with him. I was hoping Steven would pay more attention to him then you. I never thought that he'd... try going after Angela"
Angela looked up in surprise, her eyes wide. "Bren please tell me you didn't..."
"I'll explain it to you both later" Brennan said, but her eyes told the truth, that Angela was right.
Steven got up slowly; the look in his eyes was filled with anger.
Brennan knew there was only one way to get Booth and Angela out of there now, before Steven's men came in for Booth.
"Look Steven I'm sorry, coming here tonight was a mistake. I should've known Booth would follow me here"
"Bones what are you doing?"
She ignored him taking a few steps towards Steven, knowing just how dangerous this could be if Booth wasn't here.
"Let them walk out of here, and I'll give you whatever you want"
He considered this, gazing to see how the Agent was doing. Steven really did hate her boyfriends.
"Brennan no, I'm not going to let you do this"
Steven laughed, wiping some blood from his mouth, his eyes on Booth who now stared transfixed and horrified at Brennan.
"What's it going to be?"
He nodded, pulling Brennan closer to him, and she let him. Grinning wickedly at Booth, he kissed her neck.
Behind them they could hear Booth throw open the door and walk out.
Brennan inhaled deeply, sorrowfully.
"Listen Steven, I don't trust you, so to make sure you don't try anything I'm walking them out of this place. Hurt them after that and I will kill you"
Brennan pulled away turning her back on him as she walked out the door after Angela, calling over her shoulder.
"Remember what I said Steven"
Out on the balcony Booth was trying to resist putting his fist through the wall. He moved away from the door, coming to an empty area.
The weight of everything that had happened fell on him, and it was too much. The wood made a nice crunching sound as his hand went through. He pulled it out to see blood running down his arm.
Collapsing onto a coach, he felt no physical pain from what was probably a broken hand. However on the inside he was struggling for control over his emotions.
"Booth" Brennan and Angela yelled looking around for him. Brennan walked down to the lounge to find him sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. One hand was bloodied probably from being smashed into the wall, with the hole in it, behind him.
Brennan treaded slowly towards where he was sitting. Crouching in front of him, she gently took his mangled hand in hers, turning it over, looking for indications that it was broken.
Booth watched her as she worked, her lips pressing tight together, her eyes going over every detail.
He moved a strand of hair from her face softly, and she paused enjoying the feeling of his rough skin against her own.
"What's the verdict?" he asked softly, watching as she brought his hand up to her lips and kissed it.
"It's not broken, but you have some hairline fractures on your knuckles here" she said touching where the bruising had already developed.
"Are you sure it's not broken?"
Brennan looked up at him confusedly "Yes, my knowledge of this is a lot more than adequate, considering I am a doctor Booth"
Booth smiled slightly "Well not a real doctor..."
"Some might say that. However I believe that silly nickname you've given me plus a Doctrine, allow me to decide whether or not a bone is broken and even how it was broken. In this case I'd say the wall"
Booth nodded looking down to where they're hands were still entwined.
"It must be something else that's broken then" He said catching Brennan's eyes.
"Brian, make sure that Temperance Brennan does not leave this place. Do you understand me? Good, make sure to inform everyone else"
Steven poured himself a glass of water before sitting at his desk.
It had been a long night, but in the end he was the one who would get her, not the Agent who had just slammed him up against the wall.
Tonight though he'd get rid of him, and the artist, and Temperance would have nothing left.
He'd get her back once and for all as soon as he had broken her completely.
Another knock at the door came, and in walked the two girls from earlier. It was distraction enough for Steven not to notice that something was missing.
Brennan got them to the employee exit before Steven had a chance to change his mind.
Once they got there though Brennan fell back behind them, looking down.
Angela saw that Booth wasn't going to say anything yet, but she was.
"Sweetie you're coming with us"
"I can't, I have to stay"
"No you don't, you could just leave now and it wouldn't matter. And we could come back with a warrant, and a whole bunch of handsome FBI guys with guns... like Booth"
Brennan smiled for a moment, but it soon disappeared.
"If I stay then you guys have a better chance at bringing him in. If I were to leave he'd..."
Booth moved towards Brennan, his eyes bearing into hers.
It was enough to make her stop talking and step backwards until her back was up against the wall, literally.
He put his hand against the wall near her shoulder and just stared at her for a minute, trying to find the words he needed to say.
"Bones look at me" he said curling a finger under her chin, after she had broken their connection.
"I... I can't leave you hear alone. I know what he's going to do to you when you go back into that room..." Booth stared at her hair where he had touched her and shivered with rage. "I'd never forgive myself if I did and you got hurt"
Brennan closed her eyes, promising to herself that this would be the last time she would hurt him, and then quickly she kissed him. It took him by surprise, but he responded soon after by pulling her to him, while his other hand held her face.
And just soon soon as it hard started Brennan pulled away, leaving both of them breathing heavily.
"Okay" Was all she said while moving away to open the door.
Booth and Angela looked at each other strangely, before going out the door relieved at how easy it was to change Brennan's stubborn mind.
They didn't notice as Brennan stepped back inside, until the door shut behind them, without her there.
"I'm so sorry Booth" Brennan said from inside, just barely audible over the music.
Booth stared in shock before trying to open the door, but there was no way in from the outside.
"Bones open the door!"
Booth tried to break it down but it was made from a hard metal and barely moved at all.
Angela stood there stunned. "She locked us out"
Booth sat down against it, leaning his head back, and with his hand throbbing painfully.
The only thing left for him to do right now was to pray that she would be able to keep Steven at bay long enough for him to save her.
"If I don't say this now I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one I want to take
Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate"
"I'll look after you"
This week I've learned not to promise updates ASAP lol. So review, tell me what you think about the story or the new season whatever. I don't bite. Promise. =D
