Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed chapter 2. Here is chapter 3!
Brennan opened her door slightly and saw that the he didn't hear her. She stood there watching him get lost in his own thoughts. She debated on what to say to him but then decided. She quietly opened the door a little more and spoke,
"You should leave Booth." He looked up and saw her standing there in her t shirt and sweats. It wasn't until he got up off the floor that he noticed the tear tracks on her face,
"Bones-" She cut him off,
"You should leave Booth. Go home." He took a step closer to her door as she began shutting her door. His big hand stopped it,
"Bones please. I need to talk to you." She shook her head and stopped the tears,
"You've said enough. Just go home to Hannah, she's probably waiting for you." She pushed her hardest on the door and got it to close on him. Her words left him stunned enough to let up on the door. The sadness and anger in her eyes made his breath hitch. He was kicking himself for being the person to bring those emotions to her eyes. Once he gained his voice back he spoke loudly enough for her to hear through the door,
"I'm not leaving Bones. For as long as it takes I will wait here so we can talk." When he realized that she would not be opening the door he resumed his spot on the floor and got caught in his thoughts once more,
Hannah. he hasn't thought about her all day even after he yelled at his partner about loving her. What was he going to do? He was going to try his hardest to gain back her trust.
He sent a quick text to Hannah saying that he was working late and might not be home. Tossing his phone to the side and putting his head in his hands once more Booth got lost in his thoughts. Thoughts about his amazing partner that was always there for him even when he was a bastard to her. It was like the events today have made him realize that he has been treating her badly since their return. Leaving her behind, not going out to eat with her, leaving her with the paperwork just so he can go have sex with his girlfriend. He groaned at his actions and shook his head at himself.
He sat there for a long time lost in his thoughts. He didnt know how long he had been sitting there when he was jolted from his thoughts hearing the ding of the elevator and heavy footsteps. A woman blew passed him and went up to Brennan's door,
"Bren. Are you there? Please open up I'm sorry." He recognized the woman as Angela, their resident artist and instigator.
"Angela." She turned around and saw who had called her name,
"Booth. How long have you been here?" He shrugged.
"A few hours. She's in there but she won't open the door." Angela sighed in defeat and took a seat next to the agent,
"What am I going to do?" Booth shrugged his shoulders and sighed,
"Try talking to her? Thats what I'm doing. I'm going to wait here for as long as I have to." She nodded,
"I'll wait with you." He shook his head,
"No you're not." She was about to argue when he said more, "I don't know how long I'm going to be sitting here. Probably all night. You're five months pregnant you can't sit on this floor. Go home. My guess is that she's going to go to work tomorrow so you can catch her there." Angela nodded in agreement. Booth got to his feet and helped Angela up and walked her to the elevator. They said their goodbyes and Booth made his way back to his stop and spent the rest of the night waiting for her to open the door. She never did.
His phone said it was midnight so he made a makeshift pillow out of his jacket and laid down on the floor. He was determined to talk to her so he wasn't leaving. He knew he probably wasn't sleeping that night but he didn't care. Around a half hour later he was startled by unlocking sounds and a door being thrown open,
"Absolutely not. You are not sleeping on the floor." There stood his partner; still in the same clothes as before with one hand on her hip and the other on the door ready to slam it at any moment. He jumped up quickly,
"Bones-" She cut him off,
"No Booth. You are not sleeping on the floor in my hallway." He stood his ground,
"Well, I'm not leaving until we sit down and talk about what happened today." She shook her head,
"I'm not talking to you about this right now." He leaned up against the wall,
"I'm not leaving then." She let go of her door and stomped up to him and got as close as possible. She raised a finger up to his face and spoke in a low angry voice,
"You listen to me Seeley Booth. You need to go home and leave me alone. " he tried it interrupt her but she pushed her finger closer to his face and continued, "no, you cannot sleep on this floor; it is not good for your back. You need to go home. I am not ready to see you; I am not ready to talk to you. Just me standing here talking to you is hurting me. When I am ready I will come to you but please leave me alone right now." She stared into his brown eyes for a brief moment, dropped her hand, went back into her apartment and shut the door on a defeated Booth. The noble thing to do would be to let her be for now and catch her when she's ready. He decided that's the best option for now. He will talk to her though. He'll stop by the lab tomorrow. He grabbed his jacket and slumped his way to his car and all the way home.
Sleep didn't come easy to Booth. He came home to find Hannah asleep. Silently thanking god he got changed and made a makeshift bed on the couch for the night. He laid awake thinking about the beautiful anthropologist that he had hurt deeply.
Hope you enjoyed it! I'll be back soon with chapter 4 -J.A.