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By the time Booth had actually been able to move and run after her, she was gone.
He drove to his place and slouched on the couch. Man, had he been wrong. He had allowed his insecurities to take hold of him and it was his fault what happened to her. He felt that if he had listened to her, nothing bad would have happened to her. He was such an idiot and he'd messed up big.
He couldn't sleep and he decided a shower would help. He was always able to think better with a hot shower. He steeped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist and stood in front of the mirror. He wiped the mirror and looked at himself. He decided the first step was to get rid of the beard.
After his well needed shave, Booth smiled at what he saw. He saw Booth, the real Booth. He dressed in a suit with colorful socks that had stripes and a gaudy tie. He left his apartment, the sun still hidden, and went to look for Brennan.
Booth went to Brennan's apartment first and didn't find her there. He went to the Jeffersonian, knowing exactly where she'd be. He bought some coffee and headed to limbo, finding Brennan bent over a set of remains. He cleared his throat and Brennan looked up, finding Booth standing across from her. He offered a coffee cup and Brennan understood it was a way for him to apologize; a truce. She took the coffee, stepping away from the remains and taking a sip. Booth smiled at her, asking if they could remain partners, work things out.
"Partners?" He asked.
"Partners." Brennan smiled. They were both willing to work it out and that was a start.
They sipped their coffees in comfortable silence; the first step to returning.
"So, I'll call you if we have a case?" He asked, hoping she was willing to renew their partnership completely. There were lots of things they had to talk about, but there was time.
"Sure." Brennan said, feeling calmer than when they had 'talked' earlier. He took the empty coffee cup from her hand, his hand lingering with hers. Booth turned to leave, but
stopped when Brennan said his name. "Booth." He turned to look at her. "No beard." She commented. "I like it…it's Boothy." She shot him a smile and he smiled back. As he left the room she snapped her gloves back on.
Booth was making his way towards the lab entrance when Angela saw him. "Wow, studly." Angela commented as she approached Booth with little Jack in her arms. "You look good without the beard." Angela smiled. Little Jack stared at Booth for a few seconds, recognizing him quickly. The boy slapped Booth's cheeks and giggled. "Seems like little Jack likes your look too." Angela grinned and walked towards her office.
Hodgins saw Booth and walked towards him. "No beard. Guess not all of us can sport a beard." Hodgins grinned and Booth shot him a glare.
"And not all of us can sport a diaper bag." Cam and Booth grinned at the bug man. Angela called Hodgins to her office and the bug man quickly made his way over to his wife. "Welcome back, Seeley." Cam smiled, hugging Booth before she headed to her office.
At the Hoover, Booth was the center of attention and murmurs when he walked the halls. He spent most of his day working on paperwork and before lunch time Hacker stopped by his office to ask how he was doing with the paperwork, making a quick comment on his no-beard look before leaving.
At the end of the day, Booth shared the elevator ride with Sweets. "No beard?" He asked and Booth shot him a glare that told the shrink he should refrain from further comment.
Marissa was opening her front door when Booth passed by. She greeted him and also made a comment on his no-beard look. "I thought you said you liked it." He teased.
"Well, I take it back." She grinned, stepping inside her apartment and closing the door.
Booth closed his front door once he was inside. "Did I really look that bad with a beard?" He asked himself, laughing as he stripped out of his suit.
It was midnight when he got the call, telling him there was a new case. He dialed Brennan's home number, not knowing if she had the same cell number; something he should know. She answered on the third ring, "Brennan." Her voice thick with sleep.
"We have a case, Bones." He held his breath, wondering if she'd tell him not to call her Bones. When she didn't, he continued. "Do you want me to pick you up or will you meet me there?" He asked and he did a happy dance when she said she'd be ready in ten minutes. She hung up and went straight for a quick shower; Booth grabbed jeans and a tee.
Booth parked the SUV in front of her apartment building. She was already waiting for him and got inside. They gave each other a soft smile and it felt like the good old times.
B&B
The weeks passed, with the partners strengthening their partnership. She went out on the field with him and accompanied him when he had to conduct an interrogation. Everyone, including the partners, noticed the way their partnership fell back to normal, with them working the cases together. During their sessions with Sweets, the psychologist noticed how protective the partners were of each other again and how they teamed up on him. Those two were really working things out.
B&B
After making an arrest, the partners had to make a quick stop at Booth's place. The arrest had gotten messy and Booth was covered in mud. Brennan only had her boots dirty.
"I'll just grab a quick shower and then I'll drop you off at the lab." Booth said as they exited the elevator and walked down the hall towards his place.
"I'll wait here." Brennan said, standing out in the hall. Booth nodded and told her he'd only be a minute. Before Brennan could say something he was inside his apartment. Brennan saw the fake rock by his door and smiled. Yes, that was definitely Booth's place.
"Oh, my God! You're Dr. Temperance Brennan!" Marissa said excitedly. Brennan stared at the woman who was wearing a blue dress and a short blue wig. Brennan had to admit it looked good on her. "I've read all of your books." The woman said proudly. Marissa asked Brennan what she was doing there.
"I'm Agent Booth's partner."
"Awesome." Marissa said excitedly, she couldn't believe she was talking to
Dr. Temperance Brennan in person.
"Do you know him?" Brennan couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, he's my neighbor, although I wouldn't mind being his roommate." She nudged Brennan's elbow and laughed. Brennan felt jealousy course through her body. "Sometimes we grab a bite to eat. He's a really nice person and really hot too. Speaking of hot, here he comes." Marissa licked her lips when she saw Booth in a t-shirt and jeans, his hair still wet from his hasty shower. Brennan shot the woman a 'he's mine' glare, but the woman missed it because she was too busy looking at Booth. Booth smiled at Marissa, placing his hand on the small of Brennan's back as they walked towards the elevators. "Bye, Dr. Brennan." Marissa waved.
"She's nice." Brennan commented through clenched teeth as they rode the elevator. Booth nodded.
B&B
The next day
Brennan sat in her office couch, typing away on her laptop. Angela sat next to her friend with the baby in her arms. Brennan shut her laptop and placed it on the coffee table. Junior extended his arms for Brennan to hold him.
Brennan needed to talk with her best friend. "Do you know if Booth's seeing anyone?" Brennan asked, the baby on her lap was busy playing with Brennan's hands.
"Oh, you mean the wig woman?" Angela asked, and it suddenly hit Brennan that the blonde from the diner and the dark haired woman from the Hoover shared the same characteristics as the blue wigged Marissa. "I haven't talked to her, but I've heard the rumors from the Hoover." Brennan wondered how her friend knew that information. "I hear they're just friends, but she's the flirty type."
"Oh." Was all Brennan said. Hodgins entered the office, asking Angela if she was ready for lunch. Angela invited Brennan, but she said she wasn't hungry. "You guys can go and I can stay here with junior." Hodgins and Angela shared a look and nodded.
"Sure, sweetie. He already ate and the diaper bag's in my office." Brennan nodded.
"Bones..." Booth entered the anthropologist's office, carrying take out. He stopped in his tracks when he found Brennan lying on her back on the couch asleep with junior, his head on her chest. Booth placed the take out bag on her desk. Smiling, he walked towards the two and quietly closed the shades in her office. He looked at them and saw how cute they looked together. Booth remembered how much Brennan wanted to be a mother and he couldn't help but imagine they could have had a child by now if things had gone differently. He covered them with the blanket Brennan kept draped on the back of her couch. He placed a kiss on the top of junior's head. The boy rubbed his cheek on Brennan's chest and she wrapped another arm around the boy in response to his movement. Booth placed a kiss on her forehead and made his way towards the door.
Angela and Hodgins entered the office and Booth pressed a finger on his lips to indicate they should be quiet. The parents witnessed the scene and smiled as they stepped out of the office so they wouldn't wake Brennan and the baby.
B&B
A week later
The partners drove to the outskirts of the city to make the arrest on their latest case. It was late and dark when they got there. Booth had a bad gut feeling. Knowing that Brennan wasn't going to sit tight inside the SUV, Booth told her to stay close.
As soon as they exited the vehicle, their suspect met them with gun fire and ran to the back yard. Booth went after him, with Brennan hot on his heels. It was very dark and hard to see anything. Brennan stumbled, her legs tangling in a discarded roll of barbed wire. She tried to kick it off but couldn't. She heard footsteps approaching and she was relieved to find it was Booth. Not having time to disentangle her from the barbed wire, Booth unbuttoned her jeans and quickly lowered the zipper. He lowered her jeans down her legs, his fingers scrapping her skin. He carefully helped her out of her jeans and boots, her legs bloody from the barbed wire. Brennan had been lost in his hands touching her skin, remembering the last time he had removed her jeans from her body and how they had done it on his couch, the floor, the kitchen counter, the shower...her thoughts were interrupted when he called her name and hooked his arms under hers to help her up.
Their suspect was placed on the back seat of a police car; backup had arrived quickly. Brennan sat on the back of the ambulance, her legs covered in bandages and gauzes. Booth walked over to where she was. "Are you okay?" He asked, searching her eyes. Brennan nodded. He had a pair of FBI sweats in his hand and he helped her put them on, careful not to graze any wound.
Booth parked in front of her apartment building, quickly jogging to the other side to help her out. Brennan opened the car's door and tried to step out of the SUV. Her legs stung and she jumped out of the car, losing her balance. Booth caught her in time, wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her from falling. Their bodies were pressed close together.
So, do you like it? Hate it? What do you think will happen next? Reviews are welcomed.
