**Disclaimer: I do not own anything with BONES or any songs in my stories. I just love Booth and Bones love story. **
Writer's Note: I don't like this song really, but every time I hear it on the radio I think of Booth and Hannah and I really don't know why. There is some curse words in here so be forewarned but since I rate everything I write M I guess I already have it covered. If the lyrics are wrong I apologize I copied them from a website. Hope you like this one.
Grenade
By Bruno Mars
Easy come, easy go
That's just how you live oh
Take take take it all
But you never give
Should of known you was trouble
From the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open
Why were they open?
Gave you all I had
And you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love
Is all I ever asked
Cause what you don't understand
Is I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
No, no, no, no
Black, black, black and blue
Beat me til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said hey when you get back to where you're from
Bad women, bad women
That's just what you are
Yeah, you smile in my face then rip the breaks out my car
Gave you all I had
And you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love
Is all I ever asked
Cause what you don't understand
Is I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
If my body was on fire
You would watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar
Cause you never ever ever did, baby
But darling, I'd still catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes I would die for ya baby
But you won't do the same
No, you won't do the same
You wouldn't do the same
Ooo, you'd never do the same
No, no, no, no
Booth sat there at the Founding Fathers downing Tequila with scotch chasers. While sitting drinking his pain away, he couldn't figure out who he was more pissed at. Was it the women that wouldn't takwhat he was offering them or was it him who was stupid enough to put his heart out on the line once again?
As he did another shot of Tequila he thought back to what brought him there tonight. Tonight he proposed to Hannah. As his partner would say it was probably irrational for him to go ring shopping because the twelve year old shrink triggered off some alpha-male response in him. Booth did it anyhow. He brought an engagement ring, an expensive one at that. What was that to prove? More alpha-maleness, to be dominant over Sweets, Booth really didn't know why he did it but he did nonetheless. When he met Hannah in front of the Lincoln Memorial, it was a beautiful night, she looked beautiful, but then all turned ugly. He pulled out the ring, all she could say was she loved him but she wasn't the marrying kind. Didn't she know that he was looking for more of a live in fucking buddy? He was trying so hard to move on from the rejection from his partner. He was looking for something long lasting and yet again did not find it.
Booth pound back what was left of the scotch in his glass. The bartender refilled both the scotch and the Tequila. Booth just wished the bartender would just leave both bottles there. Back to his thoughts, mixed with venom and alcohol, he tried to move on with a woman who didn't want any of it, marriage or children. Bones, even though he was mad at her as well might want something like that, even if it isn't traditional. With the incident with Bones though, Booth was more pissed at himself. He listened to Sweets, not to Dr. Wyatt/Chef Wyatt or Cam. HE LISTENED TO SWEETS! Bones wasn't ready and even if she was ready, with what Sweets was saying in his office she would have said no anyhow. How stupid he was to do that? If there was anything he regretted more, besides telling Bones that he was with someone and Hannah wasn't a consolation prize when Bones told him she had regrets, it was that night.
By now Booth had had the bartender leave two shot glasses of Tequila and an addition glass of scotch. If he was going to be hurting in the morning, it was going to be because he was hung over, not because his feelings were eating him up inside. He shot back both shots of Tequila. Hannah was ugly to him now. No longer existent. The only person that hadn't been ugly through out all of this shit was Bones. The second half of the surrogate relationship she was good through all of this the best Bones could be, while he was an ass. He neglected all of his "family" through this, whatever you want to call it with Hannah.
Scotch in hand, he swirled it around in the glass before he downed the amber contents down. It stopped burning his throat along time ago. He was about numb, from his feelings to his body. One last thought passed through his mind. Hannah would never die for him, and now that he thinks about he probably wouldn't die for her either. There was only one person that would die for him and do the same in turn.
Booth felt warmth along side him at the barstool that had be vacant all night. Not that he was surprised when he looked over to his left and saw who it was. They always seemed to know what the other one was doing. The strong connection that they shared, that neither one of them could really explain, though the past few months that had been non-existent. Bones sat along side Booth and didn't utter a word. A lot of times they didn't need to speak, their silent conversation spoke volumes just as their bickering did. Tonight though was not a time for bickering. Tonight was time for just being there for the other.
Bones took the shot of Tequila and the glass of scotch that was sitting in front of Booth and she drank them both. The bartender came back and refilled the Tequila shots and the scotch glasses. Booth knew that even though he was far ahead of Bones in the liquor that was consumed he knew she could hold her own with him. He found that out when he had to fire her. For a woman she could surely hold her liquor and could keep up shot for shot with him if needed.
The rest of the night they just sat at the bar in silence consuming the liquor. The only other thought that passed through his head after Bones arrived was that he was willing to wait for her as long as it took, but first they would both have to heal from what had transpired the last couple of months. He would die for this woman and she would do the same and she was worth the wait, which he should have done in the first place and they wouldn't be here today at the Founding Fathers drinking HIS pain away. His pain was her pain.
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Writer's Note #2: I think in Afghanistan Booth would have died for Hannah maybe, but once back in D.C. if it he had to choose to die for someone Bones would always be his first choice. Bones is always his first choice. Just like when Hannah said no to his wedding proposal he totally cut it off with her totally, but when Bones said no to him he didn't sever their relationship.