Their Thai dinner was quiet but the couple ate in a comfortable silence, only speaking to the waiter or to each other about simple things, like drinks or how the food tasted. When dinner was over, Booth helped her up and placed a hand on the small of her back, guiding her out the door. Once outside, Booth placed a small kiss on her temple as they began to walk down the street toward the diner.
"Booth, stop," Brennan said, coming to a halt in the middle of the sidewalk.
"What? You okay?"
She nodded. Booth began to get nervous, though he wasn't sure why.
"I'm sorry," Brennan spit out.
Booth's face gained the look he has when he doesn't understand a new anthropology concept and when she noticed this Brennan smiled at him. She touched his cheek, rubbing her thumb against the growing stubble. She then pulled his lips to hers, giving him a soft kiss to get rid of the confused look. Booth didn't take long to respond. He kissed her back and the kiss became more frantic. She ended the kiss she initiated but didn't move her face far from his.
"I was…jealous," she admitted, "It's stupid and irrational but I saw the way she looked at you. It reminded me of the way a lioness would look at her prey."
Booth's body shook as he chuckled silently. "What Rachel and I had ended forever ago. That was high school. Back when all I wanted was someone to hold hands with in the movie theater. College is different. What I want now…is completely different. I'm looking for forever here."
Brennan blushed and hoped she could be his forever.
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Booth sleepily rolled over one Thursday morning to an unusually empty bed. He and Brennan had been casually taking turns spending the night in each other's room. It depended on where they were when they realized they both were exhausted. This morning, Booth woke up in Brennan's bed. He could hear Angela's gentle brush strokes across the canvas and he knew he wasn't alone. Flipping over, he heard paper crumple. Going back to his original position, he noticed a small sheet of paper where Brennan should've been laying.
B,
Went to class. Sleep in as long as you want. If you ever wake up, meet me outside my classroom for lunch at the diner. If you're late, no pie.
-B
He smiled and climbed down from Brennan's bed in a hurry.
"Hey there, Hot stuff," Angela greeted him.
Booth smiled at his girlfriend's roommate and gathered his things. "Come back soon, Studly! I could stare at that all day…"
After leaving Brennan's room, he went back to his dorm room to clean up and head to the anthropology building. He arrived almost a half hour early. He peeked into the window of Brennan's classroom. Booth could see his girlfriend scribbling her notes furiously on her notebook. Knowing he would still have a while to wait, especially if she talked to her professor after class.
Booth wandered around the anthropology building to waste some time while he waited for his girlfriend. He walked up countless flights of stairs walked down numerous twisting hallways and soon realized he was lost.
Booth attempted to retrace his steps but soon found himself walking up a flight of stairs that he thought led to nowhere. The stairs ended at a small door labeled Anthropology Faculty Only.
Of course, his curiosity piqued and Booth needed to know what was behind that door. He twisted the knob and it opened for him. The door didn't open all the way, however. It was blocked by a wall of cubby holes used for storage that reminded him of his preschool and kindergarten days. The cubby holes lined the wall all the way up to the ceiling, the upper boxes being used for storage. Had the cubby holes not been there, the door probably would've opened all the way. He stepped in the room and shut the door behind him. The walls were oddly close together, making some sort of narrow hallway that ended in a dim, flickering light. Booth continued to make his way down the hall and toward the light. It ended and opened up into a large room with tall ceilings that seemed to never end. There were drawers with small windows lining each wall. He walked up to a drawer that hadn't been completely closed. The nametag on it said Specimen #13402 Discovered in Ethiopia. He pulled the drawer out, revealing all of its contents. It was a full skeleton, the skull obviously not the same species as him. Realizing what he had stumbled upon, Booth ran out in a hurry, though not out of worry or fear that he would get caught. He needed to show Bren what he had discovered. He made sure to remember exactly the path he took to find that staircase when he reached Brennan's classroom. It was empty now, except Brennan and her professor, who were discussing that day's lesson. Booth impatiently tapped his foot, waiting for her.
Brennan soon saw him and prematurely ended her conversation with her professor after noticing Booth's excited expression.
"What's going on? You seem to have beetles in your shorts."
"Bren, its ants in your pants. And yeah, I found something you need to see. You are going to flip," Booths said, taking her hand and pulling her toward the staircase.
"What about lunch?" Brennan asked.
"It can wait. Bren, you are going to freak out like a kid in a candy store."
"I don't know what that means."
"That doesn't matter. Trust me, I found something and you are going to go wild!"
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A/N: Hey there, sorry about the lag in updates. So after I posted another story (Speed Dating), I got an incredible response about doing a sequel or making it a multi chapter fic. So I'm going to be alternating updates. I'll update that one tomorrow and it'll go back and forth after that. But…I need some help. I'm running low on ideas for this story and I don't want it to run dry without finishing it. I have an idea but that would require a major jump in time. Let me know what you think, guys! Thanks :)
