Booth arrived at work to find a stack of fresh paper work on his desk mixed in with the last week's case file from Bones. He heaved a deep sigh as he sorted the work by case and then by importance. But, his mind was on Bones. After an hour and nearly no progress with closing last weeks paper work out he decided it was time for a coffee. Booth couldn't hide the dark circles under his eyes as he stroll out of the office.
"Rough night Agent Booth?" his boss asked.
Booth grinned and replied "Nothing I can't handle sir."
"Booth, we have beeen loooking for an agent to go undercover to inflitrate a drug ring in Texas."
His boss began and Booth had a gut feeling it meant bad news for him.
"We figured with your training and the aid of Dr. Brennan and their associates you could help close several open murders as well as bring down the king pin in all of this," His boss offered.
"Sounds great sir," Booth replied unenthusiastically.
"With more briefing and a discussion we hope to send you out at the end of the month, three weeks away."
Booth was always promised odd jobs, but luckily he was usually able to pawn them off on someone lower in the rankings. He knew a case would break and soon all they would require was his advice on who to replace him. Silently, he returned to his office dreading eleven o'clock which was coming fast.
If there was one thing he could change about Mondays it would not be that they came to soon, but rather they contained an appointment with Sweets. But lucky for him, Bones was going to be busy so Sweets would have to cancel. By ten thirty Booth was caught up on desk work. His mind went to Brennan. He knew Bones would be busy with her father later today. He just hoped it all went well. At eleven Booth was sitting face to face with Sweets.
"Where is Dr. Brennan?"
"I don't know," Booth replied stifling a yawn.
Moments later Bones did show up in an annoyed mood.
"Dr. Brennan," Sweets mused as she whispered to Booth she couldn't get off.
"Did I miss something?" Sweets asked as the whispering hushed.
"Nope," Booth lied putting Sweets in his place.
The room was cold and uninviting. Booth mumbled responses when necessary, but was excused after twenty minutes by Sweets who frustrated and by Brennan who wanted to open to Sweets, she needed help
She whispereed this to Booth in the hallway. He wanted to tell her not, but it wasn't his place. Defeated, he agreed to pick up her father who would land in forty five minutes. He knew not what to say when he saw Max.
"What a suprise Booth. Where is Temperance?" Max asked an hour later once in Booth's SUV.
"She is doing work," Booth lied guiltily, but the truth wasn't his to tell.
"Why am I here?" Max asked, worry for his daughter was etched on his face.
"Bones is uh having trouble with her past," Booth murmered unconfortabely as he loosened his tie a considerable amount.
"The FBI director?" Max questioned in a knowing tone.
Booth nodded a tear welling in his eye. He could have helped her had she just spoke up. Max was silent but his mannerism seemed to calm Booth as if to say it wasn't her fault.
"I am suprised she opened up, and to someone she loves so deeply," Max muttered as he studied Booth.
Max was never crazy about anyone his daughter dated, they were all inferior. That was until he met Booth. He could see the way this kid loved and lived for her. Booth was perfect for his Temperance.
"Bones suprised me. She made me feel so..."
"Helpless?" the older man offered as the young agent sped down the highway.
"Something like that," Booth muttered unsure that words could describe how he felt, and if he felt so bad he could only imagine how she felt.
"How do you think I felt. That's my daughter," Max offered his voice strained with stoic emotions.
"I know. I can't believe I let it happen," Booth hissed hitting his steering wheel in fusteration so bad the vibration traveled throught his body.
"You did not let it happen. But now, know why I killed that bastard," Max offered passionately.
The silence comforted Booth. He knew had anyone hurt Bones or his son that he knew of, he'd do the same. The silence was intense and character building. Booth could tell Max was uncomfortable as he fidgeted, and Booth himself was not exactly at ease with a man whose daughter was his entire world and reason for living.
Once at her apartment Booth dropped Max off and promised to see him again before he left. As Booth turned to leave Max grabbed him: "Promise me you will take ccare of her. She has never acted like this toward anyone except you." Booth nodded understanding just how Bones must feel.
Back at work Booth couldn't get his mind off her. He read and reread her reports where scent lingered on the paper. She was in his thoughts and mind. Silently he argued for her. Sweets came in an hour after Booth returned to the office.
"How is Bones?" Booth asked trying to mask his fears.
"She has been better. I tried to pull her from active duty but she passed the psych evaluation. She has been stripped of her gun and sent home for the time being." Sweets whispered.
"They can't pull her we need her," Booth argued.
"Look I understand you have a friendship with Dr. Brennan but her safety is more important," Sweets argued.
Booth loved her and knew i took all her mightto come clean.
"Whatever Sweets," Booth mumbled. His day was agitating to say the least. Once finished with his work he pulled out his cellphone. Glancing at it he saw no new messages. He quickly text Bones. Are you okay? the text read. Minutes later she texted him back. Been better. Dad is at hotel staying for a few days..Cam made me take the week off. I need you.
He read the text and smiled. She needed him. It felt good to be needed by someone other than his seven year old son. The letters resonated in his mind. She needed him, and how he needed her too. He loved her, truly and fully. He left work and stopped to get her favorite food. Tonight he was going to erase her horrid memories, he vowed to make it better.
Booth found himself nervous as he knocked on her door. How was she holding up? Would she be a mess? He grinned when she opened the door wearing his gym shirt and a pair of loose sweatpants.
"Hey Bones," he whispered as he dropped the food and embraced her tightly. She was all his.
"Booth," she whispered before her lips began to roam his neck. Getting lost in the moment, his lips met hers in a flurry of passion. His tongue slid over her warm, lucious lips and was wuickly granted enterance. A firm clearing of the throat by a disapproving neighbor with young children brought them crashing to reality as she ushered him into her apartment.
"What is in the bag?" Bones asked as she loosened Booth's tie and then her hands slid in his jacket running up and down his sides.
"What bag?" Booth asked his mind clearly on her wandering hands which now cupped his ass perfectly. Temperance just grinned as she picked up their dinner off the floor./
"Are you hungry?" she questioned, her body gringing on his seductively.
A tightness in his throat and pants screamed yes as he mummbled the word.
"Feeling better?" Booth asked as he dug into his food from the Royal Dinner.
"Loads. Talking and confronting my fears has allowed me to feel well normal," Bones admitted.
"You normal... You got to be kidding me," he joked before stealing a kiss. Brennan smiled as her lips worked their magic on his lower lip, sharing her saliva with him, her hands peeling off his suit jacket and then discarding their food on the floor where they sat. Booth could tell she was different, a ravenous hunger and desire had taken her over as his lips gained control over his. He pinned her on the floor, his lips hovering over hers as his body held her down.
"I need you Booth."
"I got you," he murmered before his lips crashed on hers and he kissed her with such deep passion and love it was unrivaled.
The waves of euphoria it sent over them was enough to cause a near climax for Temperance as she gasped out of air and excitment. Booth was cautious as his hands reached to her face and cupped it in his hands, his lips and movements were slow and dilebrate as he teased her. Bones took his hands and set them on her sides as his hands went under the hem of the tee shirt. The skin was taught and cool as she squirmed under his touch. His lips hit the cool flesh and one could almost hear the sizzle as their flesh collided.
Bones slid the tie off of Booth and began to unbutton his shirt as his hands traced circles around her stomach. She groaned as his chest was exposed. She hated how he teased her.
Pools of sweat began to gather on her stomach as the night's passion grew intense. Booth slid his shirt off as Brennan made quick removal of his pants and boxers in one swift moment as she began to kick out of her pants and panties. Her muscular legs wrapped around his bare torso as he slid her shirt off. His eyes took in her body as he began kissing the nape of her neck. She groaned wanting him inside her.
His hands gently explored every inch of her body coming to rest at her breasts. He gently massaged her circles on her back as his mouth began outlining her body with kisses stopping at her breasts where he took her nipples in his mouth and began to tease them. And then, he pushed inside her making sweet blissful love to her. His throbbing manhood plunged deep into her tight, wet core as her lips began to work magic on his sweet spot.
Deep inside her he pushed. All he could think was how beautiful she was. He never knew girls like her existed. He wanted to get to know her better, she did not know how good she was. She did not know how to be cruel to him as she took him into her depths, panting as he explored her naked figure. She was beautiful and they only thing in the whole wide world he lived for. He had nothing to loose in his love with her, and a world for tthe taking with her is what it created.
As their hips methodically moved together to the beat of a tune only they could hear, Temperance realized her world was different now. She loved this man whole heartedly. She loved his scratchy beard against her face as he pushed hard into her promising her that this was real and for forever. She panted his name as they climaxed together and he hers. Spent, she lay in his arms, her head resting on his heart. It felt so good she knew it was a sin, nothing had every felt so right.
Brennan threw the blanket from the couch over their bodies as they rode out the aftershocks of their euphoria. It was like ecstacy as he held her tight, promising her the world. He felt her hands trace a line from the middle of chest down to his belly button where pools of sweat began to form. Waves of nerves overtook Brennan, she had become so nervous as he cupped her breasts and roamed her body.
Not even her first sexual exprience had been so nerve enducing. But she couldn't or rather wouldn't stop it. All of the emotions she felt were new and exciting, but try as she might, she couldn't describe a single one. Booth could feel the ball of energy that was Bones quiver as he cupped her breasts and massaged her collarbone with his tongue.
He grinned, her reaction rocking his world. Booth could feel himself growing hot in the face as she cupped his butt tightly. This woman knew all of the right buttons to push. He grinned as he released her, but she still clung to him playfully at first and then out of a romantic lustfilled need.
Her hands still cupping his buut he spoke: "Bones."
"Hmm," she mused as she pulled his hard against her, her lips colldiing with his.
"I love you." he mused, his voice honest and true
"I love you too," she whispered so low he barely heard her, but the words made his day, his life. How he wanted to yell from the rooftops how he loved her so.