(After the Hole in the Heart)
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The music playing softly on the stereo in the living room while they ate, Booth looked up from his plate and noticed Brennan poking her asparagus, a sad look on her face.
"What's wrong, Bones?" His hand seeking hers, he covered her hand where it lay on the table.
A smile trying to make an appearance, Brennan shook her head and stared at his hand resting on hers. "Nothing really. This song . . . it was the one playing at my high school reunion, remember?"
His eyes flicking towards the stereo, Booth frowned at the memory of that strained dance. "Yeah, we slow danced to it . . . It's a nice song." Watching her as she sat tight lipped across from him, Booth realized that there was something going on that he didn't understand. Releasing her hand, he stood up, captured her hands again and pulled her to her feet. "Bones, would you like to dance with me?"
Uncertain about her feelings, Brennan stepped away from the table pulling Booth with her. Once they were clear of the table, she stood in front of him and smiled rather sadly. "This will be the first time we've danced as a couple."
Stepping closer, Booth pulled her next to him, placed his hands on her hips and started their dance. "We'll have to do this more often."
Her hands moving around his chest and towards his back, Brennan leaned her head against his shoulder and sighed. "I enjoyed our dance at my reunion, but I know you were uncomfortable. I shouldn't have made you so uncomfortable. I'm sorry. It was just . . . it was the prom I never had and I . . ."
His hands moving to her back, Booth leaned his head down and interrupted her, "Bones don't worry about stuff like that. It's the past and it's done." Moving slowly, he felt relaxed and hoped she did too. "I really wasn't that uncomfortable. I was dancing with my best friend and I actually liked it. I caught a few looks from your classmates and I think our dancing impressed them."
"Even after you decided not to keep enough room for the Holy Spirit?" Her voice quiet, Brennan loved the feel of her partner's arms around her. It made her feel safe and loved.
Chuckling, Booth assured her, "Even then." Moving slowly, he realized that they were barely moving. "This is kind of nice, you know? You and me, together, it's just . . . really nice."
Her eyes closed, Brennan enjoyed the slow way Booth guided them in their dance. "You really are a very good dancer, Booth. I'm glad we don't have to . . . I'm glad we're friends as well as mates."
Booth kissed her gently on the lips. His lips moving just a fraction from her parted lips, he assured her, "We'll always be friends, Bones. No matter what happens we'll always be friends."
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I love when they slow dance together. Let me know what you think of my little drabble.