Brennan hobbled her way out of the bathroom to find Booth sound asleep on the corner of the couch. Smiling, she reached for the blanket and covered him gently. It seemed cruel to wake him.
She'd spent some time considering her options while she washed the grime and dirt off her. She'd fought to survive to get back to Booth. After all that work, it didn't seem very logical to walk away from him again.
So she wasn't going to.
Careful not to wake him, she found his phone and called Cam. Hers was still somewhere in her rental SUV. After explaining that is was she, and not Booth who was calling, Cam immediately offered Brennan her old job back. And then promptly told her to take a week off.
Any other time, Brennan would have argued. This time she just thanked her and hung up the phone. She had other things to take care of. Besides, both women knew the vacation would never happen.
That little detail taken care of, she placed a second call to Boston, backing out of the job at the museum. The director was very gracious, promising that all her items would be shipped back immediately. Except for one box of books that had been destroyed by the shipping company.
Finding a second blanket, she sat at the opposite end of the couch, resting her leg on the coffee table. She could see Booth's bed from the couch, but taking care of those two things had sapped every ounce of energy she had left. Besides, the couch was comfortable enough to sleep on for one night. With the sound of Booth's breathing in the background, Brennan closed her eyes.
