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Brennan was absolutely bored. She was constantly going over if this was the right thing to do. Sure the main reason she did this was to catch Broadsky but a bigger part of her was afraid. She knew she needed Booth but now all she wanted was to say f*** the rules and f**** Hannah. Only Booth wouldn't do that because it was wrong and he was a gentleman. She was safer dead. Booth couldn't protect her all the time and she would be an open target anywhere with him. It was the most logical response. So why did she feel so bad?
Bren entered the Hodgins' basement itching for something to do. It was a nice set up for a lab and an art studio. Her head was still foggy but she figured she could clear it by working. A red car kept flashing in her mind and Bren forced it away while she looked at the X-rays.
After she was done she was logging on to Angela's computer. It seems that she had a back up Angelator at her house. Even with all her smarts she didn't know how to run it properly. She pressed a file labeled 'Bren's death'.
Bren was expecting to see more evidence and information about the car crash she was in because she didn't really remember that. Instead she heard the thick hollow sound of her partner's voice.
She knew it was wrong but she couldn't pry herself away. He called her baby again. She really hated pet names but Booth always proved her wrong. He was crying and tears were starting to roll down her face as well.
"Baby, I like to believe that I'm right and you're really mad that I was and that you can hear me right now. I want to tell you how sorry I am. If you- you saved our son Bones. I know he's not biology yours but that blood stuff don't matter. I shouldn't have given up on you. I should have told you that every night I still dreamed of those 30, 40, 50 years. I wasted so much time in trying to be mad, that I lost sight over what's important. I lost sight of you and now you're gone."
"I'm right here Booth", she shouted. "You're not too late, we'll be fine", she cried.
There was a long paused and she hope he heard her. Sure it was going to be a lot of questions and he was probably about to be mad as hell. Her plan about Broadsky was out the window. She didn't think it would be this bad. All her hopes shattered when he continued as if nothing happened. Bren slid down on a wall cradling her head as she tried to pull herself together while her partner cried his metaphoric heart out to her fake body. She felt sick and her side began to hurt. She didn't know how long she sat there until Hodgins pulled her out of her thoughts.
"What have I done", she asked him.
"What you felt you must.", he answered.
"I feel like I'm buried again", she admitted softly. "Only this time I dug the hole and climbed down".
"It's going to be okay Dr. B", he soothed. "Let's get you to bed".
"I need to see Booth", she argued.
Angela came down the stairs with a tray of food. "Not happening Sweetie, you picked the game now we have to watch as it unfolds", she stated gravely.
"Ange you should have heard him", she pleaded.
"Worse Bren, I saw his heart die", Angela cried.
"That doesn't make any sense. I just heard him talking", Bren countered.
"Good now you know without a shadow of a doubt that he loves you. So when this is all done. I want you and him to go on the month vacation in a bed doing the deed okay", Ange told her dead serious.
"Ange the way your brain works frighten me sometimes".
Angela smiled like a grinning cat. "Thanks, now since your suppose to be in the bed and my feet hurt lets watch a movie", she exclaimed leading Bren to the room on the far end of the basement. It had a flat screen that covered up the entire wall. "Now pick a movie", she stated as they both went to the day bed.
"Transformers", Bren said softly. She was more tired than she realized.
Angela coughed surprised at her best friend. "Seriously, she gasped.
Bren nodded drowsily. "It's Parker's favorite", she whispered.
Angel understood and the two proceeded to have a Transformers' marathon. "I'm really glad you're not dead", Ange mumbled sleepily as she drifted off to sleep. Both were out at the beginning of the second move. Hodgins came to check on them and smiled at the two women in the bed. He put a comforter over them before leaving a note and going back to the lab.
The next morning Booth woke up with a killer headache and a stiff back. He thought of having Bones work her magic fingers on him as he attempted to stretch. The news was on talking about the recent death of a famous author and it clicked. He hurriedly shut off the TV and collapsed back on the couch with his head in his hands.
Bones was dead. That lump of bricks wasn't getting any easier to swallow. He was going to kill Broadsky. Avenging his beloved partner's death was the only thing that kept him going. He didn't want to think about after. He was on auto pilot as he ate something and cleaned not only his gun but his snipers riffle too. He was getting ready to go to the Hoover when there was a knock on the door.
He figured it was Angela dropping by to show her concerns but he didn't want to talk. He barely wanted to breathe but he had too because Bones would want him to seek justice and be there for Parker.
Parker; he thought with a heavy heart. He had to tell his son that Bones wasn't coming home and that she was now an angel of heaven. He couldn't do it. Booth hurried outside his apartment and tripped over a box. He glared at the offending object, picked it up carefully and headed to the Jeffersonian instead.
He concluded that the object inside was a cell phone because it kept ringing but he wanted to be safe and do anything rash. He wanted so badly to answer that phone and demand a shot out between him and his old comrade.
He stared at the building for at least twenty minutes. Thinking of all the times he had to drag Bones out to eat. She was always the first one there and the last one out. He wasn't aware of the tears that were running down his face until he felt a drop on his hand. He was hollow he knew that but he would be damn if Broadsky won. He straightens up and headed towards the lab.
"Booth", Cam called. "I didn't expect to see you today", she said. Her voice was filled with concern as she took in his appearance. His eyes were blood shot red, his hair was a mess and his suit wasn't ironed.
"I got this", he answered voice void of any emotions. "It's a phone, that's much I gather".
"Okay, let me grab Angela and we have a phone to answer Seeley". She then left to scoop Angela. Booth thought it was weird how lightly she was taking it but he knew Camille was tough. Plus she wasn't all that cool with Bones in the first place.
Moments later a puffy red eye Angela Montenegro came out pad in hand. As if on cue the phone started ringing. They all looked at each other.
Booth was about to press the button but cam stopped him. "Let Niguel handle it, he'd be expecting you and you are a loose cannon."
Wordlessly Booth gave the phone to Vincent.
Vincent in turn answered the phone and put it on speaker. "How do it feel to have what you loved most taken from you", asked Broadsky. No one had time to register a reply because a gun shot was fired right after that.
"Checkmate", the voice responded.
Hannah was a wreck. She and Booth were over and he was the only reason she was even on US Soil. At first he was nothing but a hot solider who probably had inside information on a good story that saved her life. But somewhere between the long windy nights and thank you sex it became more. He was funny and charming, seemingly unaffected from the trails of war. She knew he slept light as a feather. If she made one move he was up and ready. Alert. Temperance once told her that once on a case they had to go undercover and share the same bed. Of course nothing happened but the doctor thought she was going to have the same problem when she had to use the bathroom. Turns out that Mr. Always Alert slept like a log.
She wasn't normally jealous but she really envied Dr. Brennan. She was in love with a man who didn't love her and the crazy thing was the woman that he was in love with didn't know she had it.
She figured as long as they were both unaware of the others feelings her spot at Seeley's side was secure. Turns out that changed. Booth partners were highly aware of each other's feelings. Seeley told her that he had her and Bones and he were just friends now but she didn't believe that bull. If the tall tale in his eyes were any indication he didn't believe it either. Ever since that night he changed and it was like he was working on over drive to prove he wasn't a liar. Now he wanted kids and marriage?
Nowhere on her life plan goals were kids. She wondered had brought this on all of a sudden on her way back to Booth's apartment. She was willing to bet that Temperance once again did something to break the dam and Booth didn't want to be the fool again.
She remembered looking to the left and saw the source of her problems leaning over her steering while waiting on the light to change to make her turn. They were on opposite sides of the street and it wasn't that busy. She didn't know what possessed her to do so but as soon as her light turned green she floored it and headed right toward temperance. By the time she realized what happened she already left the scene.
She hurried and exchanged cars putting her old one in the shop. She came to the lab to maybe apologize for being rash and call it an accident or threaten her not to tell Seeley. She really didn't know which but when she overheard that Temperance was dead her heart stopped. She never wanted to kill Temperance, they were friends after all. All Hannah wanted was to make sure Temp stayed away from Seeley. Now she was a murder in a hit and run. It was only a matter of time before they found out it was her. Seeley once told her they found a murder from a knee cap one time. Turns out she lost Seeley anyways. She had nothing to stay for now and she needed to leave before they found out and Seeley hated her for taking away the woman that he loved.
okay decisions time...should i kill Vincent off?
and you guess guessed it Hannah wanted blood and she's fleeing fast. Wondering how far can Booth hold and how long will he be in the dark...time for me to do some thinking!
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