A/N: Although I know not many people read these Author Notes, it would make me (Pj's) very happy if you guys took a look at our profile page where I'll post my art-tumblr, where I post pictures of the drawings I made for these fic. One for each fic, to give you a thought of how B&B look in our heads while we wrote this ;)

A few days later she woke relatively early. Washing and dressing herself, she slipped outside and wandered around in the house. Exploring it until her stomach grumbled.
Slowly she made her way towards the dining room where breakfast was being served.

Booth joined her for breakfast and a happy smile formed immediately at the sight of her, bright and early in the morning.
"Good morning, Temperance," he greeted her. Chastely, he kissed her cheek as he passed on his way to his chair at the head of the table and sat down.
His time which had been spent with her had thought him to keep a pen and paper around and so he reached for the pen on the breakfast table.
"How are you this morning?" he wrote down, smiled and handed her the pen.

Smiling brightly she took the pen and paper he offered and after a few seconds of thinking she managed to write down the word 'good' as she recalled how to write it.

He smiled and reached for a slice of bread. After the fish fiasco, he'd told the chef to prepare a vegetarian meal and his wishes had been met.
There wasn't one trace of meat on the table.
"What do you want to do today?" he asked her.

Thinking about his question as she reached for her own breakfast she realised she didn't really know anything to do.
The past days he'd always shown her new things to do but she had no idea what to do when he asked her. Biting down on her lip she turned back to look at him.

"Would you like to go to the city?" The last few days, he'd been taking her out into nature, maybe she'd appreciate the change of scenery.
The city. She'd often caught a few glimpses of it from sea and from what she could see it looked absolutely wonderful. Yes she wanted to see that place up close.
Nodding she smiled at him, grateful he'd suggested it.

"Okay. We'll go shopping, you'll need clothes of your own anyway."

Wow. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was colourful and amazing, more than she'd ever dared to dream it would be.
The best part was that she was walking right in the middle of it. Like any other person.
Booth smiled at her bewilderment. It was almost as if she hadn't been to the city in her entire life.
They strolled through the city occasionally stopping to look inside of the shops and see what they were selling.

Pulling him inside a small shop, she surveyed its contents. Her eyes fell on a colourful box decorated with shells and next to it a hand carved flute.
Picking it up she studied it. Oh how she'd enjoyed music but she also knew the consequences of letting it overpower her.
She couldn't let that happen. For her own safety and everyone else's.

Booth smiled as she picked up the flute. "Do you play?"

Hesitating slightly she eventually nodded. Maybe he wouldn't even ask her to play.
Booth smiled. "Great! Do you like that one? Or would you prefer another?"

Silently Brennan put the flute back from where she'd gotten it. She didn't need it. Using it would only turn against her eventually anyway.

He could see her sadden and picked it back up, "Come on, I don't mind. You looked so happy when you first saw it. Really, I don't care about the money."

With a lingering look she picked it up after a few moments, shooting him what she hoped passed for a grateful smile as he paid for her instrument.

Booth paid and together they left the shop, continuing on in the busy street.
He wrapped an arm around her and held her close as they strolled the streets, happy that he had been able to do something nice for her.

After they had spent almost an entire afternoon looking around and shopping they decided to go back home, taking the route through the dunes.
Booth smiled when he heard the music. He stopped and turned to her. "Listen. Do you hear that?"
Her eyes widened and she smiled as he looked at her. Music.
It sounded heavenly and she had the advantage of being able to just listen to it instead of humming or singing along with the melodies.

"Do you know what that means?" he asked her excitedly. "The circus is back! Come on, you've got to see this," he pulled her along.

Circus? What on earth was he talking about? Figuring she'd find out soon enough she let him lead her back towards shore.
Together they walked back the way they'd came from and walked in between the brightly lit and colorful stands.

Looking around at all the attractions she came across, Brennan had to admit it looked wonderful and that she was enjoying herself.

Booth wrapped his arms around her and together, they started walking around the circus. "Oh look! A freak show, let's go look."
Booth grabbed his wallet and paid for two tickets, then they entered together. Looking around, she observed where he'd brought her.
A large space with several people around her and with a frown she realized they weren't like the others.

With a small smile she thought she could relate to them and walked further spotting several animals.
Noticing a dog with an extra paw she crouched down besides it, reaching out to pet it, frightened when it started to bark and growl loudly at her.
Stumbling upright she ran out of the room, uncertain what to do but when the animal pulled lose its chain and chased her she chose to follow her instinct.
Back to the water, the safety of the sea.

"Temperance!" Booth called out as she fled out of the tent and started running towards - yes, towards the ocean!
Booth quickly chased the dog, which was chasing her. The owner followed him and as soon as Booth had managed to stand on its leach, he handed it to the owner.
He looked up and was horrified to see that she was still running, braving the waves. "No! Come back!"
Booth ran after her and as she went under, he dove into the water as well.
The waves were disorienting and the salt water made it hard to see anything. "Temperance!"

Feeling a painful sensation spread through her body she knew what had just happened. The spell had reversed and she'd taken back her true form.
Her tail was back she noticed which also meant that she couldn't breathe on land for very long.
Diving under she took a breath though the gills on her neck that had re-appeared and made her way back to the deep bottom of the sea again.
However, when she heard her name, followed by a loud plunge she looked up to see him following her, fighting the salt water. Alerted she swam up.
They couldn't breathe underwater! What on earth was he doing? Seeing his body sag as he slipped into unconsciousness she swam faster to him taking a hold of him.
Taking a deep breath she hoped it would work as she pressed her lips to his filling his lungs with fresh air.
With a gasp they reached the shore again and she quickly laid him down, scanning the area and wondering whether she should just go back to where she came from or stay with him a little longer, to see if he was okay.

The owner of the runaway dog had followed them and when he saw an honest to god mermaid emerging from the water, he grinned.
"Oh, this is just too good to be true," he whispered excitedly and ran towards the pair. He set the dog lose on her again and ran towards them.
He smiled when he realized that she couldn't get back into the water before the dog reached her.

Terrified as she saw the animal run towards her again, Brennan yelped.
Apparently her tail wasn't the only thing that had returned because before she could even reach the water properly the dog bit down on her fin and she cried out in pain.

"Please. Get him away from me, please!"

The owner called the dog off of her and told him to sit next to the unconscious man. The dog obeyed immediately.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he asked with a satisfied smirk. As soon as she saw him smile at her she knew she was in danger.
But before she could speak up her lower half had dried and the tail disappeared, leaving a gelatin substance and legs in place.
Scrambling upright she made a run for it, tumbling down due to her foot the dog had injured.

He produced a knife from his pocket and held it against the man's jugular.
"Stop, or he dies!" he called out. And if that didn't work, he'd simply sent the dog after her again.
Halting at the threat, she watched how he walked towards her again, creepy smile in place.

He grabbed her and forced her back towards the circus. He whistled and as he did, the dog got up again and followed them back to the circus.
Once they arrived there, he closed the freak show and forced her into an empty tank. Just a few weeks ago, Rollo, their two headed saltwater turtle had died.
But it seemed that he'd found the perfect next inhabitant.

A few tears made their way down her cheeks but she knew it was no avail. No-one noticed since they were swallowed by the water. Oh why did she end up in here?

Booth woke up slowly, groggily and it took him a little while to realize that somehow, he'd washed up on the shore. Without Temperance.
A sense of intense loss washed over him and he closed his eyes again. If he was still on the beach, that meant that nobody had found him.
And if nobody had found him, nobody had found her. And if she hadn't been found... she had drowned.
He continued to lay on his back for a few more minutes, but eventually, he forced himself to get up and go home.

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