Yay! My favorite story! I changed the last chapter a bit. Hope you don't mind. Anyway, enjoy!
Chapter Five: Welcome to Jefferson
When lady Temperance and sir Booth had reached Jefferson, Temperance's leg was paining her, but she tried to look as brave as possible. After all, even the men with the worst injuries could always smile and laugh through the pain. That was enough to convince Temperance that she could do the same. So when sir Booth asked her if she was alright, she smiled, and puffed out her chest the way she imagined a man would, and said, "I'm fine." in her manliest voice.
Booth chuckled and slapped her on the back, gently. "Good. The bookshop is just down the road now. Come on!"
She followed him three blocks to a small shop, with just a door, and one large window to look into.
It was called the Jeffersonian.
As soon as they stepped inside, Temperance's eyes nearly shot out of her head. The shop was much bigger than she could ever have imagined. The store was wide and looked as if it stretched a couple dozen yards. It was bigger than her entire cottage! And all the walls were lined with bookshelves, with hundreds of thousands, maybe millions of books lining them. And in the middle of all this was a small area with large sofas and chairs, for reading.
"Oh my," Temperance said, so awed that she forgot her manly voice for a minute. "Ahem. Those are quite a number of books."
Booth nodded. "Yes, sir," he said, proudly, "Camille has the best selection of books in the country. People from all over come to her if they need a book on just about any subject. Literature, Mathematics, Science, History of any country, you name it and she definitely has it."
"There are so many books," Temperance said again, "It doesn't even look like you've ever sold any. How does she stay in business?"
"Every so often, after a number of books are sold, Cam sends for new ones, and they fill the empty spaces." Booth explained, walking towards the back. "Cam!" He called.
A young black women poked her head out from behind one of the shelves. "Yes?" she said.
Booth stepped aside, revealing Temperance. "I have somebody who would like to work with us."
Cam smiled at Temperance. "Hello, there." she said, walking towards them. She looked closely at Temperance for a second. "Ahh, I knew you'd be here sooner or later." she said, causing a confused look from both Booth and Temperance.
"Excuse me?" Temperance asked. "Do I know you?"
Cam shook her head. "No, but I know your friends, Jack and Angela Hodgins. They sent ahead telling me that you were coming and that you'd need a job. You're Temperance, right?"
Temperance froze, getting instantly paler. Had Angela and Jack really told this woman whom she didn't know who she was? But, how could they? They knew it was supposed to be a secret.
She decided to act dumb. "I'm sorry?" she said. "I don't know what you're-"
"Don't act dumb with me, Honey," Cam said, "You have nothing to hide. You see, everybody here is against the crown."
Temperance furrowed her brow. "What are you talking about? Against the crown?"
Camille nodded. "Mmhmm."
"But why?" she asked.
"Because King Jared has hurt us in more ways than you could imagine." Booth whispered.
"How could he possibly have hurt you so bad-?" Temperance began.
"He murdered my husband." Cam said.
"He took my son." Booth said.
Ooooooh! Cliffhanger! Please REVIEW!