It was late and Booth could feel the vibration of Bones' snoring as he held her tight. She loved him, and that made his day...wait it made his life so complete. How he loved her. She was precious as he held her in his arms. Temperance, the light of his life, the fire of his loins.
"I love you," he whispered as he swept her bangs from out of her eyes. She slept so peaceful in his arms as he massaged her neck. Lightly, he kissed her cheek, silently promising her the world. For the first time since he could remember Seeley was able to relax, his body at ease because he was finally with her, for good. Her skin was soft and sweet, her expresssion calm and lax.
By morning, Booth could not have been in a better mood. He slept through the night with a nice warm body next to his. Tempe woke wide eyed and grinning as she saw his face hovering above hers with a silly, loving grin.
"Hey," he smiled his left hand proping him up and his right hand pushing her hair away from her eyes.
"Seeley," she mouthed with a grin as she wrapped herself around him.
Bones grinned as his head swooped down and his lips parted slightly as he gave her a good morning kiss. He went to pull away but she pulled him down wrapping her legs around his muscular upper body. He kissed her cheek, her lips, her neck, whatever he could get. The kisses weren't rushed or feverish but slow and deliberate. He wanted to ask her was this okay. Was crossing that beridge the night before and the day before okay? Was it? Things could never be the same between them and he longed to know if it was okay. But, the answer scared him, the truth could drive him away.
"Please I haven't brushed my teeth yet. Besides I need to go for my jog," Seeley protested as he wrapped a sheeet around his waist and went to go brush his teeth,
"I can think of something more enjoyable then a jog," she whistled in a horny voice with a tinge of desperation in her voice.
"I need the excercise," he grinned knowing full well he would fold to her if she pressed the issue.
There Seeley Booth stood, his left arm proping him up in the dooor frame his right hand holding the sheet low on his hips showing just enoungh of his happy trail to intrigue Dr. Brennan. His sweaty body heaved a sigh as she pushed past a blanket clung tight to her curvy frame as her left hand manuvered a tooothbrush skillfully through her mouth.
Booth stood wordlessly as he watched her, the blanket slipping a little with each stroke of the toothbrush. Silently he strode over to where she stoood, removing his hands from the sheet in a fit of absent mindedness he embraced tight aainst his chest, taking in her alluring aroma.
"Oh...my Seeley," she gasped, his lips tickling her collarbone. He grinned, and walked Temperance to the other room. Booth kissed her lightly and playfully, the two of them kissing each other in just the right trembled in her arms as her warm core grinded against his erection. It took all of his might not to have her right then and there- to call it a day and spend it making love to her. His leg between hers asserting his dominance as she rocked against him and he her. Booth put it off but as things heated up he quickly had to leave for work. A playful sadness fell over Tempe as she kissed him good bye. The kiss was long and passionate as it said more than words could ever between them.
"I promise you a romantic dinner tonight," Seeley offered before leaving her apartment. Tempe nodded in agreement finding herself feeling antsy and nervous like a school girl. Only Booth, her Booth, could do that toher. While he was at work Max stopped over.
"Hi Tempe," he greeted his daughter as he strode in and plopped down on the couch.
"Hi dad," she smiled glad the elder man was there for support because the free time was killing her.
"How is Booth?"
"Fine I guess," she replied acting as if she hadn't seen Booth.
"I mean how are things with him," her father emphasized the with part.
"Fine. He is doing good."
"I know he is. How are you two as a couple doing."
"Who told you dad," she offered sounding flustered.
"Some things a father just knows. It is in your eyes I can see how he affects you. Your eyes tell the story and so do his."
"No one else knows," she offered.
"And they won't hear it for me. It is a father's intution that told me, besides I know those eyes. Your mother had the same for me."
"Dad," she started..."I feel so different around him."
"Do you love him?"
"I feel so funny so self concious around him. He makes me nervous and on edge makes my stomach do flips. I can't keep him from my mind." Tempe admitted.
"That's love Tempe. That's true love," Max offered hugging his daughter close to him.
"I think Booth is the perfect choice for you. I can see he truly cares for you," her dad continued.
"So can I expecting grand children soon," he grinned loving his daughter so much.
"I don't think I'd make a good mother."
"Of course you would Tempe," he protested.
"Not now, unless it was a mistake. Who would bring a child into a world so cruel... so uncertain. It'd surely be a mistake..."
"A life is never a mistake, whether planned or not," Max offered kissing his daughter's forehead.
"As long as he treats you like you deserve."
"Booth would never mistreat me!" she protested.
"I know baby," he whispered.
Max stayed and talked to his daughter for awhile catching up on the life he had missed out on with her. He assured Tempe, that she could still have her beliefs and love too. That love didn't have to be some fairytale as long as she realized it was a feeling of a great deal of importance that couldn't be ignored.
It was late when Booth got to her house after work. Tired, he used his charm to convince Bones to go to the royal dinner rather than a major night on the town.
"How was work?" she asked as they settled into a booth.
"Long... too long. A body washed a shore, and I had to work with Wendell and process the scene. Things are going slow as Cam is defleshing the body. But we made an ID," he sighed before ordering a beer while Bones just took a water.
"It was a member from a Texas drug ring they want me to inflitrate. Now there is talk of me overseeing the operation rather than going undercover since you are unavailable," he continued praying he didn't have to go to Texas at all but either way he'd have to be there.
"I could be available," Brennan offered.
"Trust me you wouldn't want to be. If you have seen what they are capable of," he argued.
"I can protect myself Seeley," she argued though her feet were climbing up his leg, slowly, softly, gently.
"I know. But it is a mess and they want to try and cut out any non-agents. They want Sweets for psycho mumbo jumbo and you to do your bones thing from a safe distance."
"Hmm... are you going?"
"Only if I have too. If I am discovered it puts those closest to me at risk like never before. I can't do that to Parker or you."
"Parker will be fine, hehas never been a target before and I am fine. But, I wish they won't send you." she replied with a dirty, mischevious grin.
"I know," he sighed gulping fdown the rest of his beer as a new arrived.
"How was your day?" Booth asked.
"Long. I saw my dad for awhile. Wrote some in my book and talked to Angela. She is going crazy, she wants to know the details between you and me," Brennan laughed.
"What did you tell her?" Booth mused his eye brow rising with interest.
"Nothing. I don't even know what this is. I have never felt this before," she admitted and he chuckled.
"It's head over heels love. Love that's to die for," he stated with a sly grin as her hand came down resting on his inner thigh, his breath quickening a pace or two.
"Tell Angela how I am amazing and the best you ever had," he teased with a wide silly grin that she couldn't wait to wipe away.
"Tell her how I have had better before you mean," she teased and he leaned in and kissed her deeply.
"How about now?" Booth asked.
"Its a start," Tempe replied her voice seductive enough to drive him wild, just then her hand slipped lower brushing up against the tight crotch of his pants.
"You're my angel," he vowed kissing her cheek as he took her hand under the table and placed it in his lap. He could feel her pulse race and sense the fluttering in her stomach which just widened his grin. She'd never know it but she was sending shivers down his spine as wave after wave of euphoria crashed over him.
Dinner was filled with idle chatter and Booth promised to see Brennan home before returning to his apartment.
"Do you have to go home?" she begged.
"Yes, but I will see you tomorrow," he promised giving her a good night kiss.
Booth was greeted by an empty apartment and he smiled. Once in his bathroom he stripped down and hopped into the shower allowing the boiling water to soothe his aching body. The water releeased his tensions as he washed away his worries. After using all of the hot water he could stand, Seeley wrapped himself in a towel and went to his bedroom.
Quietly he slipped into his boxers and collapsed on the down comforter. He soon found himself wishing the empty spot beside contained his Bones. It was only a matter of days, but he needed her more than she'd know. Meanwhile, Temperance found herself wishing it was Seeley beside her and not a stack of pillows. Booth was up later than he wanted to be as he had Bones on his mind.
He didn't want to work this case without her, not seeing her in the lab ripped at his insides. He still felt guilty over her abuse, no matter what anyone told him he felt like he was responsible. Something about that woman drove him wild. But well after midnight he conceeded and allowed sleep to become victorious. Like clock work he was up at four and decided to go for a long run having given up on sleep long ago.
His feet hit the asphalt with a rythmatic thump as he ran past her place. He could see the light was on and a silhouette sitting in the window reading. A smile crept across his face as he pictured her surled up reading some classic work by the moonlight. By five Booth was home preparing to take a nice long shower and by six he was eating breakfast.
Booth was determined to go in early to come out early and suprise her. At nine Booth dropped by the lab and found it eerie without Tempe there. He got his results from Wendell and then went to see if Angela could identify any of the wounds.
"Hi Booth."
"Hello Angela."
"Before you ask I can't identify the weapon yet. Wendell is still studying the injuries."
"Hodgins find anything interesting?"
"Yeah, he found cement particulates in the jaw as well as a forgein compound."
"One more thing Angela," Booth said lowering his voice.
"Yes?"
"Don't tell anyone about me and Bones. She is very private and has some personal issues going on."
"My lips are sealed...studly."
"I love her Ange."
"I know it is obvious, Booth."
"I want to have her child, spend my life with her," he declared his voice in a hush tone.
"What does she think about it?"
"I don't think she is ready for a child. She is having trouble with her past as a child."
"I guess you'lll just have to wait on her."
"I'll wait for as long as I have to," Booth vowed with a grin.
Booth grinned and flashed Angela a knowing glance before leaving. Quietly he trod out to his SUV and drove back to the office. His mind on her as it always was. He could picture her desperate husky voice calling his name from the warmth of her bed, wanting no needing him. Quietly he finished his work and began to read Wendell's finding. The cause of death was blunt force trama to the skull. THe man was ID'ed as Damian Hallsly, a convicted murdere, drug dealer, and known leader of the Deciples of Death. The more digging he did, Booth discovered Damian was one of them. A former squint gone FBI. He was who Booth was suppose to replace on undercover duty.
It was later that month when Bones was back did the case come into full swing. He had seen her since that morning rompe when he walked into the lab.
"Any luck Bones," Booth asked before joining her in limbo. She shook her head in disgust and he grinned. She looked so sexy standing there, but he knew there relationship must remain a secret for now.
"This case is a mess. The evidence points nowhere. But, the bones never lie," she mused in a tone of dismay.
"Look at the facts blunt force trama and cement jaw. Now who would want our guy dead," Booth mused out loud.
"If I knew I'd tell you," Bones snapped in anger.
Deciding not to tempt fate Booth pulled back and ave her ample time to think.
"I'm just as annoyed as you Bones, but who'd want Damian dead," Booth offered.
"There has got to be a common factor between his allias life and this life who'd want him dead."
"The wife?" Booth guessed.
"I don't know that's your department," she shot back before studying the remains.
Booth thought the wife might be worth checking into again, she could have easily played both the deciples and the FBI.
"Bones want to come check out the grieving widow with me?" Booth offered as he shadowed her back to her office.
"Not really," she sighed slightly agitated.
"Well can I ask you something," he questioned and she nodded in agreement.
"What's wrong? Did I do something?" Seeley asked his eyes saddened with grief like a lost puppy.
"No. I just been busy with the case and have been neglecting us," Temperance lied about being busy, she was rather preoccupied.
"OKay because you can tell me anything Bones," Booth promised.
"How about dinner tonight. My place," she offered with flirtatious grin that made Booth oblige. He had been giving her space, and now it was time to test the waters. He expected she'd be testy once the reality of her situation kicked in, but not like this. Maybe he didn't know the weight of her announcment she had for him was holding over her.
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