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Sorry i haven't been posting as frequently therefore i decided to make the story somewhat shorter...
I don't own Bones but their baby is really cute...
Now on with the Running in the Circles!
Booth couldn't take it anymore; first Bones and now Vincent. To the world Vincent Miguel Maury was dead but truthfully he was in a coma. Booth got to him just in time. The bullet didn't hit any major injuries but he did hit his head pretty hard on the fall. Broadsky was toying with him he knew. That bullet was meant for him. He was the one who was supposed to answer that phone. If he would have just answered the phone, Vincent would have been safe and he could have been with Bones.
God he missed her. He found himself circling one of his old gambling spots earlier. He finally decided to just head to the bar but that option wasn't better. He was now on his twelfth glass and he was barely lucid. The bartender took his car keys against Booth's extreme protest. He wanted to get drunk so he could get Bones out of his head but the more he drank the more he pictured her sitting right next to him.
"Bones", he whispered to a lady with auburn hair. She looked creped out because of the handsome drunk man who was reaching out to her like he saw a ghost. She hurriedly got her drank and left. "No Bones, Baby… don't leave me again", he shouted.
The bartender tapped him on the shoulder. "Buddy, it's time for you to leave", he said lightly.
"So what I can't get a couple drinks to relax now. You don't know me dude. You don't know what I did…still do for this country. The least you can do is hand me another beer."
The bar tender shook his head. "I called Angela".
"How-how you know her", Booth asked suddenly getting tired. "Doesn't matter, call Bones. I want my partner and we can have a few more drinks when she gets here".
The man looked uncomfortable. "I'm sorry about your Bone-lady. She was really one of a kind", he stated sadly.
Booth frowned.
"Come on Studly, it's time to go", Angela exclaimed as she got to the bar.
"He wasn't too much trouble was he", she asked.
"I understand he's grieving".
"Thanks for taking care of him", she said taking Booth car keys from the guy. She took a cab here, knowing that Booth was going to want his car immediately.
"Thanks for coming Ange", Booth slurred. "I-I didn't mean to impose".
"It's no biggie Agent Studly, I owe you one", she assured. "Plus I was heading to the lab anyways", she said.
He arched an eyebrow. "What's happening at the lab", he asked.
"I'll tell you in the morning. It's not exactly good news. Now don't worry about it, I'm taking you home".
"If it's about Broadsky, then tell me Angela", Booth hollered. "I'm sick of being kept out of the loop".
Angela sighed sharply. "You're not going to like this", she warned.
Hannah waited impatiently at the airport. Her flight was scheduled to board two hours ago but due to some tornado warning no planes were leaving. She really wanted to get out of DC before Booth's squints figured out she was the one behind the wheel.
"Excuse me; I have a meeting I can't afford to be late to. Can you please see if the tornado warnings lifted yet", Hannah asked as sweet as possible.
The male attendant smiled at her before checking the screen. Her name was listed as a flight risk and until the FBI came they couldn't fly any planes.
"It should really be any minute ma'am", he stated mechanically.
Hannah looked suspicious. "If you say so", she stated wryly.
At the moment two tall FBI agents came up towards her. "Hannah Burely", one asked.
She nodded. "Is Booth okay", she asked panicked.
"Agent Booth is fine considering the circumstances", Miguel stated. He had a soft spot for the blonde. He knew how hard it was when coming in between Dr. Brennan and his boss. Still he had valued Dr. Brennan a friend. His face hardened. "Unfortunately you're not. Hannah Burely, you are under arrest for the hit and run of Dr. Temperance Brennan. Anything you say will be used against you in the court of law", he stated.
The other agent handcuffed her. Then both men escorted her out of the building.
Booth sat in Brennan office dumfounded. Angela pulled him into his office and told him the new information on the case. She might as well have told him that the sky was green. He just couldn't believe what he'd just been told. The information had sobered him right up. Hannah killed his Bones. True she was shot by Broadsky but it had been Hannah ramming her car at Bones that killed her. He now hated Hannah and he never hated a woman as much as he did right now. Bones was his light and Hannah took it away. He didn't want to believe it but all the evidence pointed to her. He then remembered that new car and how she didn't want to talk about it.
"I'm really dumb", he whispered.
"You're not dumb…you're a guy", Angela argued.
"I'm a cop. I should have seen it. Yet I was the one that brought Hannah into our lives. This is my entire fault".
"We all had a part to play, Seeley it's not your fault", Cam argued.
"I bought her here. I didn't tell her to leave. I let her get close to Bones and now she's gone", he uttered brokenly. "Where is she", he demanded. "I want to make her pay or at least know why", he screamed.
"Sweetie, you're drunk off your ass. They are not letting you into an integration room and secondly you know why", Angela proclaimed. Booth just stared at her. "You're crazy girl-friend was jealous to that crazy sexual tension/ spiritual connection that you and my best friend refused to believe ya'll had. She probably saw Bren and finally went over the edge", she cried. "God I really don't like your girlfriend", Angela cried.
"Ex-girlfriend, I told her where I wanted to go and she had to think about it but I was all out of time. I was going to lose Bones, but I lost her anyways".
"Booth, look you didn't lose", Cam started to say but stopped. She was about to blow there cover. She hated lying and it killed her to know Booth was going through hell.
"I lost everything Camille, if it wasn't for Parker. We wouldn't be having this conversation", he stated.
"Good you guys are all here. I got this delivered at my home. We need to hurry up and catch this bastard", Wendell stated coming into the slightly crammed office. Everyone just looked at him. "Did I miss something", he asked.
"Oh nothing but a drunk Booth and Hannah going to jail on murder charges", Hodgins filled him in.
Wendell nodded slowly. "Ok, I don't really want to know but I hope she rots in there", he stated.
"Wendell the envelope", Cam ordered.
"Oh right, here", he said giving her the envelope.
Dr. Saroyan put on a pair of gloves and begun to slowly open the envelope.
"What if it's a bomb or another trap", Hodgins asked.
Cam just looked at the white envelope with precaution. It was late and she was tired. She decided to hell with it and opened the envelope.
"I know Booth isn't dead. Two days, the storage place on 12th Ave. 4 o clock. Come alone. May the best man win. Even though I already won what I set to accomplish you'd be seeing your bone Lady soon."
"Wow that's fast", Cam observed. "Booth, you okay", she asked.
"The sooner … the better. I'm ready", he slurred. "For Bones", he whispered.
"You are not ready and you will not be going alone. Go home and sleep. Then tomorrow we will inform the FBI and actually get you ready for the next day. Are we clear", she asked.
Booth knew she was right but he didn't like it. it was futile to argue so he nodded his head but regretted it instantly.
"Good, I'll take you home Big Guy", she said; happy that she got her way.
Now Booth protested. "I can take myself. I'm not that drunk now and it's not far", he stated.
Cam looked like he lost his head. "Your place is very far".
He stood uncomfortable, not making eye contact with anyone. "I'm not going back to my apartment". He left it at that, grabbed his keys from the desk and left. They didn't need to ask where he was going. They already knew.
The moment he unlocked his partner's door he was assaulted with memories. He remembered late night paper work and Tai food. He remembered the first time he stepped foot in this place and they jammed out to Hot Bloodied before he was blown up by the frig. He chuckled at how enthusiastic Bones danced to the song moments before. It felt weird being here now with her gone. He felt peaceful being surrounded by her things. It comforted him slightly. He needed this. His apartment was cold with painful reminders of the fact he was alone. He went to her closet and recovered his overnight bag. Before Hannah he spent frequents nights here do to losing track of time doing paperwork.
He sighed. If he could he would do over the last year but he knew he couldn't. What was done was done and now he was forced to live a life alone. There was no one else and he was done pretending that their ever could be. The love of his life was gone and that was that.
Instead of sleeping in the guest room he went to her bedroom and collapsed. Everything smiled like her. Everything was warm and inviting. With that in mind, he fell into a deep sleep.
It was happening again the nightmare that always came every time he went to sleep. It started off really good at first. He and Brennan were laughing playing with Parker this time when all of a sudden Hannah shows up. The day changes to sunny to cloudily as he gather up him and Parker's things. He turns around and smiles' telling her he's happy and him and Hannah are engaged now. The tears don't roll down her face but he knows they're there.
She gulps and smiles. "I'm happy for you Booth", she replies.
He just nods and turns to leave following his family out of the door. Before the door closes he hears a loud bang and runs back towards his partner. "Bones", he shouts. The way back seems like it's always longer. "Bones", he shouts again. He hears another gunshot and runs faster only that the pool room is nowhere in sight. It takes forever to get there and when he do he stops breathing. "Bones", he whispered brokenly. He ran towards her and dropped down to his knees. "Bones, it's going to be okay", he soothed. She was shaking and blood scared her white swimsuit. "Somebody call 911", he screamed.
"Just let me go Booth", she choked.
"No I can't do that. You have to hold on. You can't leave me, not now…not ever", he whispered.
"You left me first", were her last words to him before she closed her eyes.
Booth woke up screaming and shaking. He didn't know where he was and he was panting heavily. It was just a dream, he chided himself but reality wasn't much better. Bones was gone. He set up in the bed and just cried. It wasn't long before he felt two arms wrap around him and the familiar smell of her shampoo. "Bones", he asked in awe. He pulled back to look into her eyes. She was crying too. "Don't cry", he whispered kissing the tears away.
"I'm so sorry", she whispered wiping his tears away as well.
"Don't be, you're here now", he says before leaning into her and kissing her for all he was worth. He knew it wouldn't last and as he became wrapped up in this dream he knew it was bittersweet. He hovered above her panting for air. There was nothing more separating them. Just reality, he thought bitterly before shaking the thought away. Here he could be as happy as he wanted to be. Here was Bones.
"I love Seeley Booth. Don't forget that and don't doubt it for a second kay", she says quietly.
He's lost in this moment. "Am I dreaming", he breathed. It all felt too real but he knew it wasn't. Tomorrow he was going to wake up alone but tonight he was going to love her like he wanted to all those years ago.
"Then it is a good dream", was the last thing she said before both were lost within the passion that was each other.
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