90There is a semi long Authors note from me today because one) I am SERIOUSLY ticked off
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Chapter 7: Of Work and Files
Booth entered work that day with a goofy smile on his face. He wasn't even fazed when Cullen called him into his office.
"Okay, Booth. I am just going to say this. And I want no interruptions, no excuses and no beating around the bush. I want clear, straight, short answers, you understand?"Yes, Sir." OH Shit. He knows.
"Are you dating Dr. Brennan?" Cullen was looking the scariest and most pissed Booth had ever seen him.
"Yes, sir. But we are a great team and she's a whiz at compartmentalizing no need to-"
"Calm down Agent Booth. I personally think you two are good together, but I have to ask, did it start yesterday night?" This is strange he almost looks happy.
"Yes, sir."
"Did you make the first move?"
"Yes, Sir. What does this have to do with anything?" Cullen was grinning like he just won the lottery.
"That's my boy, Booth. You just won me 10,000 dollars."
"Huh?"
"Booth, there was a huge pool for when you two would finally get together. It was set up by one of your squints, a Dr. Zach Addy. I won it." Geez, if Zach knew, how transparent did that make me?
"Okay, so you're fine with us being partners?"
"'Fine with it?' I'm ecstatic for it, or did you not catch the part where I won 10 grand? But there are higher people than me, so for the next year or so lay low relationship-wise. So if anyone asks, I know nothing about you two. Now you may leave."
Booth made it to the door and opened it before Cullen spoke again.
"And Booth?"
Yes, Sir?"
"I NEED THOSE PAPERS ON MY DESK NOW!" Booth could tell he was faking it so no one could tell what they were really talking about. Still, he should do that paperwork, so he hustled off to his office and finished signing off on the case. He just wrote his last signature when he saw a different file below it.
I wonder what this is, Booth thought as he began to read.
I am Dr. Temperance Brennan, Forensic Anthropologist. I firmly believe that my partner, Special Agent Seeley Booth is in love with me because of several reasons he's shown including but not limited to: Wait she knew? Why didn't she tell me?
A) the fact that he looks at me in a "checking-me-in"(or is it out?)manner.
B) Although he uses his charm smile often on female suspects to get them to tell him things they wouldn't normally, it doesn't reach into his eyes like it does when he uses it on me. Typically for something that's good for me, as in getting out of the lab before 3:00 a.m..
C) He always acts jealous of every boyfriend I introduce or even mention to him.
D) Every time I use a pop culture reference correctly, he smiles at me like I just climbed Mount Everest. (Memo to me, buy an idiom dictionary).
E) When we go anywhere he puts his hand on the small of my back almost like he's claiming possession of me. (Which I am not entirely impressed with, but like "Bones" it's starting to grow on me.)
F) His constant jumping to reject any guy that asks me out in his presence, even though the type of guys that ask me out while he's around are idiotic, I was going to say no anyway, and I can speak for myself, thank you very much.
I have feelings for him of a romantic nature. I know because:
A) I look just as often as he looks at me.
B) When he smiles I melt. (Obviously not literally as it's scientifically impossible for a human being to melt unless exposed to extreme heat or an acidic substance and even then it's extremely difficult as it is more then likely that they would burn intensively rather then melt …)
C) I'm jealous of any girl he says he's dating. (Even though I know jealousy is highly irrational) She's jealous of them? I only dated them to stop thinking about her for five seconds. It didn't really work.
D) I am actually starting to enjoy the way he treats me as a woman, as in never letting me pay, (ridiculous because I make more money than him) or opening the doors for me (excepting the car door that's just absurd). I find that it's nice being treated as precious once in a while.
E) I'm constantly researching new ways to make Mac "n" Cheese so the next time he asks for it I will make the absolutely best kind, ever.
F) I think he's cute when he's all "Knight-in-shining-FBI-standard-issue-body-armor."
G)He invades my personal space, often putting his face a scant inch away from mine, and all I can think of is... will he kiss me this time? Next time I will.
Now that this is established, here come the inevitable complications which occur when conducting any type of theory, hypothesis or experiment . . .
A) He's my partner.
B) He's my best guy-friend.
C) I've been hurt so many times that if this started and I screwed this up I think I would mentally and emotionally break down.
D) He can't see that I need him to make the first move.
Every relationship I have ever had that I have started ended far too quickly. I am afraid if I start it, it will die of the curse. That the part of me that blooms in the time that he's here will wilt and as much as he holds my heart in his hands, that something will cause it to fall, and I'll never be able to connect with people again. Oh Bones I will never let anything hurt you as long as it is in my power to do so.
I find it funny how he's my protector, my rock. He'd never let anything bad happen to me. I mean, he hunted down Ortez when he put a hit out on me(he doesn't know I know), he's very brave. But he's scared . . . of me. He can't come up with the courage to create a move on me. The bravest man I know is scared of a woman. Hey! If you were in love with you, you'd be scared of you rejecting you! And it's 'make a move' Bones.
Knowing this, I try to hint around or push him in the right direction. I play dumb to his looks, but I wear shirts that show just a little too much. I have never made him leave when he shows up in the middle of the night with Thai food. In fact, I've stopped eating dinner at the end of a case because I know he'll be coming. I go home, sleep, and wake up before he comes, in case he stays a long time. So I'll never not bring her food at the end of a case again. I love those shirts!
I date total jerks to see if his protectiveness will set him off to finally say something. NO. I dated Sully because:
A) I thought he would be a good substitute for Booth. He's FBI, good at his job, cute( not hot like Booth but then again, who is?), and he's a good man. I KNEW he was just a sub for me. Guess what Sully? I got her now ha-ha!
B) I thought maybe if Booth saw him as I did, as a replica of him, maybe if he saw me in a serious relationship, the thought of losing me like that would spark something, but NO, when it came right down to me leaving, I got the sorrow look on his face, I didn't get him saying, "Don't go, I couldn't handle you leaving." Instead, I got the "if-you-really-love her-let-her-go-face.." "You should go." It broke my heart that he couldn't say something like the previous. Okay so I'm an idiot, I failed that test, I'll make it up to her for the rest of my life if I can.
No, not nothing, I get worse. I get teased, being so close but not in that way.. Sometimes when we argue, he backs me up against the wall, making the tension so thick you could cut it with a sword (not literally of course, it would be rather idiotic of me to suggest such a thing).
I can feel his breath on my face but unfortunately his tongue stays in his mouth and doesn't enter mine. It's extremely frustrating! I do believe someone sent that perfect man here to torture me. When he's stressed, he bounces his little blue ball. I can come up with a better use for his hands. I can too, I hope ours correspond.
It amuses me though he still continually thinks he's Andy Lister, he is completely not. No more than I am Kathy. This doesn't mean I don't write about him, just not as Andy. When I write him, he's never Andy, he's Booth. If he ever read a tenth of what I have written about him, I'd almost bet money he'd request a transfer in ten seconds. Now I have to read those stories.
P.S. If you ever read this Angie, bad, bad things will happen.
Worse if you show Booth.
Well I know now. Does that make me a bad boy? Maybe Bones should discipline me.
Brennan entered the Jeffersonian like it was any other day except with a very large and goofy smile on her face and, oh yeah, she was an hour late.
Zack came up to her and said, "Dr. Brennan, good morning. Angela has been looking for you, and this skull has been troubling me. The Zygomatic Process is protruding far farther outward than any recorded-"
"That's great Zack. I'll help you with the skull in a moment. I have other more pressing things to do first. Excuse me. Oh and the betting pool? Closed. Last night, he started it. "
Brennan walked to her office as she shouted at the top of her lungs "ANGELA MONTENEGRO! MY OFFICE, NOW!"
"Yes Bren?" Angela said from her couch as Brennan walked in.
"You may now begin your questioning, as long as you tell no one about this."
"Okay Sweetie, so did you get to a real date?"
"Yes we did."
"Did you get all hot and heavy?" Brennan rolled her eyes.
"Even though that's crude, it's pretty accurate to what happened."
"So how was it?" She had the biggest smile on her face.
"You know, Angela, I tell you every detail of my sex-life, but I don't have anything to tell you this time. We didn't have sex, we made love."
"So tell me about the lovemaking experience. Is he big, is he good? I need details, girl!" Angela near-shouted. I've been waiting for this for four years
"Huge, and wow, Oh, and he-he-he!" Brennan got this far away look remembering last night.
"So better than everybody?"
"Oh yeah.."
"Including Sully?"
"Angela I'm only saying this once, Sully has nothing on Seeley Booth in any department."
"Nothing?"
"Absolutely, positively, beyond the shadow of a doubt, without question, nothing."
"This is good, our favorite FB-eye Candy is putty in your hands."
"Just as much as I am in his when I see him. So no talking to anybody about this, I got a file concerning my boyfriend to read, go have fun with yours."
Angela left as Brennan opened her file.
So what does it say?
Okay, this has been tormenting me for almost three years so I will do as Dr. Wyatt has been after me to, place my feelings on paper. This woman has been with me since the day we met, haunting my dreams and stealing my attention, my affection, my heart has all feelings for her, annoyance when she gets that sweet "I don't know what that means" look on her face that completely turns me on anyways.
It's simple really, I love her. Her heart has been so broken that all I want in my life is to protect her it, to keep it from being bruised or torn, to keep it safe, to warm it with my own for eternity,if I can do this one thing I will never want for anything more.
I know I'm not nearly as brilliant as she but I can lay out some facts;
I can't imagine how I lived my life before her and it's impossible to fathom it without her now.
I'm jealous of even the air surrounding her. It gets to touch her, to feel her, to be with her at all times.
When she mentions she has a date, I want for it to be the One so she can be happy for the rest of her life even if it's not with me. I also want to punch the guy out and take his place. Yeah, let him be a loser and when I save her she will see how much I love her and how we are perfect and she'll let me take her home . . .
Actually she would probably just kick me and run the other way yelling about alpha-male tendencies. Hey, I wouldn't mind her screaming about my Alpha-male tendencies If I could be her Alpha-male. That is pretty much Alpha-male thinking. I Love that about him.
It killed me to see Temperance with Sully. Couldn't she see how close to me he was? I mean, come on, he's FBI for God's sake (Sorry God, but you should understand, you created that heavenly masterpiece of a woman called Temperance. She's all I can think about).
When she told me he asked her to leave with him, it took all my will power not to march down to the marina at once and use that boat as target practice for a few, ahem, thousand grenades. But then I'd probably have to go back to therapy, and she'd meet a different Sully, and I'd still be in trouble. But It'd be funny Booth, can you imagine Sully trying to explain it to whomever he got to fix it? "Uhhh . . . Somebody blew up my boat?"
And the worst of it is she wears just the most sexy outfits. I must be really far gone when I think of the lab coats and instantly I'm there. Waaaaaaaaaaiiit. She is just the most sexy. She could wear anything and she'd be just as good. Or nothing. I think I prefer the nothing. Hey, he noticed those shirts, Yea!
I can no longer concentrate. The only reason I can solve cases is knowing if I do I have a reason to take her. Out to dinner I mean, take her out to dinner. Ah, who am I kidding? I just want to take her and make her mine, all mine.
Of course I would leave her some independence, just not in the way of any other man who is not me. ME! I wanna shoot every man who even looks at her, but there are not enough bullets in the world.Mmm, Protective, jealous but giving space. This guy is perfect. Plus he loves me.
I love her. It's as plain as that. My heart is hers, I just hope one day she realizes it and lets me take care of hers. It is yours, Booth. My heart was yours a long time ago.
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