"Does you wanting me to leave have something to do with Brennan?" Hannah asked softly. She sat slowly on the edge of the bed.
"Yeah, it does," he confirmed, thankful Hannah didn't ask for specifics. Hadn't he told her not too long ago that it was over between him and Bones?
"I always knew this was a rebound relationship for you, even if you didn't see it that way. Had I known just what was going on back here in D.C., I probably never would have left the war zone."
She looked down at her hands to find a shirt clutched in them. Smoothing it carefully, she folded it and placed it into the suitcase. "I'll take tonight to clear out my things. I can push my flight back a few hours."
Sitting down next to her, Booth took her hand in his. "I didn't want to hurt you, Hannah. Unfortunately it seems to be what I'm good at lately."
Hannah laughed softly. "You made me happy, Seeley. I'm not the marrying kind, and you are. This relationship has always had a limited shelf life, even if you didn't see it that way."
Now, " she said brusquely, getting to her feet. "Go to Brennan. Make sure she's okay. I'll be fine."
Leaving her in the bedroom, Booth locked himself in the bathroom. A ten minute shower, and then he would go to Bones' apartment and see if he could find any clues there. It was probably too much to hope that she'd left a map with a big red circle on it.
He was rinsing his hair when the sky appeared behind his closed eyes. He braced his hand on the wall and kept his eyes closed. "Come on, Bones," he whispered. "Look at something that will help me."
But seconds later, it was gone again. And Booth was no closer to finding her.