The rest of the ride to the victim's house was completely silent, and it was a slightly uncomfortable silence. They walked up to the door together, Booth's hand almost migrated to its usual place at her lower back, but he thought again and decided against it. He rang the bell, and stood quietly volgende to Temperance on the front step.
"It's almost like deja vu, isn't it? It seems like we always end up on another person's doorstep after "something" between us happens." zei Temperance, breaking the silence.
"Did something happen between us?" He wasn't sure if it was "something" to both of them of not.
"Yeah. I mean, was it something to you?" The hurt look in her eyes told him how much she was holding back. He looked away as he heard rustling in the house, then looked back at her.
"Yeah. It was something to me. Hey, I hear something in the house, continue this after we talk to 'em?"
"Yeah..." She wanted to keep talking. She'd planned out everything in her mind the entire ride here, but she could wait. She'd been waiting for nearly a year, an uur wouldn't change much.
The door opened, and they were greeted with an elderly woman wearing an apron.
"Yes?"
"Hi. I'm Special Agent Seeley Booth, this is Dr. Temperance Brennan. We're here about Andrew Stevenson."
"Andy..." a sad look crossed her face,"Come in, come in. I'm Andrew's mother, Lina." She wiped her hands on her schort then held her hand out and shook both of their hands before leading them into the sitting room of the house.
"Tea?"
"No thank you," zei both Brennan and Booth at the same time. They shared a slightly awkward look, then sat down on the divan, bank volgende to each other.
The woman sat down in a chair opposite them, looking expectantly at them.
"Ms. Stevenson, we found your son's remains on the Selby baai, bay yesterday morning. We're both very sorry for your loss." zei Booth. The woman had tears in her eyes, but kept herself together.
"How...?"
"Blunt force trauma to the skull," responded Brennan.

***Back at the Jeffersonian(I'm sure u know what happened at the house)***

Temperance Brennan sat in her office, searching for antwoorden in x-rays and foto's of the body. Booth walked in and sat down opposite her in the chair in front of her desk.
"You wanted to continue the conversation from earlier."
She looked up and smiled. Even now, she couldn't help but smile when she saw him.
"Yes, how much of a something was it to you?"
"A lot. u know, I left for you. I couldn't live with u being upset with me. And I couldn't chance us breaking apart." His eyes twinkled, and for a moment he thought he might have actually gotten her to soften.
"Me too. That's why I made u leave. I thought that if I let u into my life, you'd leave when I needed u the most. So, I guess I thought I'd beat u to the kick."
"Bones, it's 'beat u to the punch'. And u can count on me. Even when I'm dead." While he was talking he had walked around her bureau until we was standing volgende to her. She stood and looked him in the eyes.
"But what if u are forced to betray me? What if u really do die? What if u break one of your promises? And then do u think I'll just forgive u immediately? Our relationship took time, Booth. I don't want it to have been for nothing." She looked like she was about to cry. It was almost as if she was reliving her parents flight 15 years later, except it was Booth this time. And in the back of her mind, she knew she had to give in. She had to trust him completely, because otherwise she'd miss out on the love of her life. He couldn't wait forever, and she knew that.
"Booth?"
But instead of responding, he kissed her. The kiss he had imagined, and she had imagined, it was there. In her office. With the 'Squint Squad' looking through her office door the whole time.







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