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Booth tired desperately to remain asleep. In his little dream world Bones was alive and safe. He was able to do everything he always wanted to her and tell her things he never thought he'd get a chance to. He reached out for her but felt nothing but air where her warmness once was. A silent tear rolled down his eyes. He had to pull it together; not for him but for everyone else that depended on him. "Get it together Booth", he berated himself. Outside the door he heard a sound. Booth quickly set up and reached for his gun. In cat like reflexes he made his way to the door; safety off. He expertly made his way to the kitchen, where the source of the noise was coming from.
"Freeze FBI", he stated pointing his weapon at the culprit, who was blocked from him by the open fridge door. "Come from around the door slowly, with your hands on your head", he commanded.
Brennan huffed. She simply did not get Booth sometimes. She closed the fridge door and faced Booth. "I …what are you doing…I live here plus your order would be much more convincing and terrify if you were wearing clothing. But in your nude state the only thing I am feeling is aroused", she stated. Her eyes held stories of confusion until an idea came to mind. "Is this foreplay", she asked huskily coming up to him.
Booth for his part froze. Bones was standing in front of him clad in only his shirt. Bones was alive. "Bones", he gasped.
"Booth, are you okay", she asked concerned.
""Your alive, right blink twice if you are or I'm committing myself into the nearest mental institution", he uttered.
Bones blinked twice. "Of course I'm alive how else did we break the law of physics last night", she answered.
Booth was still unconvinced. This was too much to be true. "That was real", he asked cautiously.
Brennan nodded and booth pulled her into his arm and held her for dear life.
"God. I thought I lost you", Booth chocked. "I've been so stupid and then you were just-gone and I couldn't make it better".
"I'm sorry I did this too you", Brennan responded.
Once again Booth froze. "This" he asked. "You did this", he asked her. They both knew what this was. "I saw your body Bones, I held your hand and begged them not to take you into that fridge thing", he yelled releasing her from him. His body missed her warmth already.
"Well yes, it was my idea and I had a little bit of help", she admitted and booth face paled more.
"Help", he spat. Booth had a feeling who helped in her little scheme. "Did Cam know", he asked. Cam was his best friend...he trusted her; he trusted all of them and they watched as he mourned for an undead woman.
Brennan nodded and Booth heart broke again.
"Was it funny Bones, you saw how weak I was and decided to stop playing games. Did everyone have a good laugh at me", he taunted. "I trusted you", he yelled.
Brennan now had tears in her eyes. "It was the only logical way. I had to make it believable so Broadsky would think he won or was winning", she stated.
"Logical", Booth repeated. Booth looked at the eyes of the woman he thought he would never see again. All he kept seeing was her dead corpse. Booth was so angry, he felt so embarrassed. He wordless left the kitchen and went to put his clothes on. He hurriedly dressed and then in record time made it to the front door.
"Booth", she called.
He turned back to look at her. Distrust was clear in his eyes and Bren flinched. "I love you Booth, please don't leave", she begged. The great Dr. Temperance Brennan was begging. If someone told her six years ago she'd be pleading to her partner she would have scoffed at the idea.
" Please Seeley, I missed you too.".
Booth turned around at the vulnerability in her voice. He could never deny her of anything and like he said before he was tired of pretending. He stood there impassive trying to get rid of his anger.
Bren kept talking but booth ran over to her and slammed down his lips over hers. "Not today. I'm still mad as hell but right now I have a serial killer to kill and I have to go into work. He simply held her for a few more seconds. Both were content to just be in each other's arms. "I'm really glad your alive Bones", he breathed.
"Me too", she agreed.
"I really need to go to work", he stated sadly.
"I know", she said as she let go of him. "I-I'm really sorry Booth. I really thought you wouldn't care", she stated.
Booth enclosed her in his arms again. "I will always care Bones. I love you too", he declared.
"Even know", she sniffed.
Booth chuckled. "Especially now Bones; there is only one woman for me and I thought I lost her", Booth declared.
"Now you stay here and I have to work but I'll be back tonight", he assured. She nodded and kissed him a heartily good bye. Booth ran out the door so he wouldn't be any later to work. He was still pissed but Bones was alive everything else was irrelevant.
Booth pulled up to the Hoover a new man inwardly. He thought that maybe it would be best if he didn't' go shouting to the roof tops that Brennan was alive. She was safer dead and that thought troubled him because he could still lose her again. He couldn't handle her dying a second time.
Ange was hyperventilating. She woke up to check on Brennan and she wasn't there. Normally she would call booth when this type of thing happen but she couldn't call him looking for her dead best friend. She was getting really scared. Hodgins tried to insure her that everything was okay but she kept fearing that Broadsky found out and took her.
Ange was tracing anything and everything but she got nothing.
"Hey Ange whatcha doing", asked Booth.
She froze and quickly closed her screen activity. "N-nothing what- why are you here", she asked.
She took his appearance in. He no longer looked lost and alone; just pissed. "Still lying I see", he stated nonchalantly.
"Lying is such a harsh word", she accused. "Just painting pretty illusions around the truth…I like that idea why better", she stated.
"Well game over you can stop laughing now because I know", he stated gravely.
She grasped. "She went to you last night", she tried to figure out the events of last night, then she grinned as she thought about it, "did you guys have sex because if I was in your position I would still be having sex with Hodgins", she responded truthfully. Then she frowned. "You guys still haven't had sex", she asked tiredly.
Booth face was impassive . What was his and Bones were theirs and he was still mad at the artist and everyone at the Jeffersonian.
Angela sensed this and tired to console him. "I didn't like what she was doing what and I tried to get her to change her mind but she didn't...you know Brennan"
His eyes softened a little but he didn't lower his guard. "I need the layout of the storage facility Ange", he asked.
Angel smiled thinking she was out of hot water and ran up the 3d monitor of the storage place. Booth took the time and learned every crook of the tunnel. Cam came in to give him pointers. He didn't miss the secret look Ange gave her but now wasn't the place.
"I'm glad your back Booth", he nodded and left.
He went home to retrieve some ammo and his sniper gun just in case before heading over to bones. he knew they had a lot to discuss but he needed a good night sleep . He needed to know that she was alive and being near her helped accomplished said goal.
He tried to remain in his dead suppressed zombie mode that the squints called his new normal look and headed over. He entered the apartment and was meet with the sweet aroma of roast chicken and vanilla. Booth closed his eyes in delight. He could get use to this; coning home to Bones.
"Bones", he called looking everywhere for her. Silence. Booth was starting to get this antsy feeling in his stomach.. He searched everywhere before he spotted a little note on the bed.
"Just to make sure you come alone".
Booth dropped the note with shaking hands. This was not happening. He just found out that Bones was safe and sound and now her life was in danger yet again. He went to sleep thinking he was going to kill Broadsky.