Here is my new fic on Bones. I have never worked on two fics at the same time so I will try my bestto update both quickly.
Summary: He's been pestering her about this for a while now. Will she finally give in?
Disclaimer: I own nothin'!
Temperance sighed in frustration as she quickly walked off towards her office, her handsome (though she wouldn't admit it completely) FBI agent on her tail. She didn't know why exactly he was here but, ever since he had arrived at the Jeffersonian two hours ago, he had been following her everywhere asking her the same old question.
"Come on Bones, just this one time."
"I told you already, Booth. The answer is no!"
"Please? Don't me beg."
Turning around to face him, she laughed sarcastically.
"It wouldn't be fun any other way."
She walked in her office and sat down at her desk. She needed to check her e-mails. Her publisher had been supposed to send her something and she wanted to know if he had. Unfortunately, her inbox was empty.
It had been an ongoing question for the past two months. Every time they were in the same room together, alone, he would ask her. At first, it didn't bother her as much. She thought that if she kept rejecting him, he would get the hint but her rejection only seemed to make him more determined to get her to say yes.
She looked up to find her partner sitting on the corner of her desk, looking at her expectantly, with one eyebrow raised.
"What?" she asked him, annoyed.
"No messages from Dick431?"
Temperance sighed but she wasn't quite sure if it had been out of annoyance or sadness.
"I told you, Booth. We broke up two months ago."
It had been totally unexpected. One moment they were totally happy together and the next, David was telling her that it was over, that they just didn't click and would be best if they just stayed friends. Temperance had been too stunned to reply anything and David had simply just left the restaurant where they had met. She hadn't heard a thing from him ever since.
It hadn't hurt as much as she had expected even though they had been seeing each other for over a year. When she had told Angela about it, her best friend hadn't seemed surprised. She had only told her that maybe she hadn't loved David as much as she thought she had but that there was nothing to worried about. Why question why you're not feeling depressed over a break-up? If it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Just accept it!
She noticed that Booth was still looking at her. She knew that it made him happy that David had broke up with her but she couldn't understand why. What was it about David that Booth had simply despised for the whole year they had been dating?
"That's exactly why you should say yes to my invitation."
The sound of his voice brought her back to reality.
"I'm sorry. What did you say?" Temperance asked, confused.
"I said that's exactly why you should say yes to my invitation."
Temperance sighed. She should have known that he would turn this around to him. He always did. He seemed to think that her life revolved around his.
"Booth, we work together. We can't." She replied, standing up to end the conversation.
She motioned to him the door but Booth didn't move. Groaning, she grabbed a few files and walked out of her office. Her partner immediately followed her like a puppy.
"Then don't see it as a date. Just see it as two friends spending some time together outside of work."
He was pleading his case and, deep down, she found it cute. Cute?
"What do we usually do at Wong Foo's then?"
"That's not the same thing."
"How is it not?" She replied as she turned right in the hallway and stopped in front of a examination room.
"It just isn't." Booth replied, unsure of what else to say.
It was true. Their time at Wong Foo's was just that: friendship time. But it seemed to Booth that their friendship time mostly resembled work overtime since all they did is talk about the latest case they had solved or had yet to solve. They never really got to talk about themselves and Booth felt like he didn't know his partner. Of course, he knew a lot about her but, to him, it just didn't seem like enough. He wanted, he needed, to know everything about her: her childhood, her fears, her hopes, everything. He knew there was a slim chance of that happening since Temperance wasn't the type of woman who opened up easily but he really thought that, if he was patient enough, he would one day see the day when she would.
He had been amazingly hurt when he had found out that she had been dating David behind his back. He had actually thought that they had been going somewhere but when that guy had arrived in her life, she had been practically swept off her feet. He hadn't said anything during the whole time they had been together. After all, if she was happy, wasn't that the most important thing? But he had been immensely jealous every time she had declined spending time with him outside of work or whenever she would mention David's name. Then again, it wasn't surprising. He loved her.
He watched as she grabbed a bag of bones that lay on the floor and scattered the remains across her table. He watched as she carefully placed them into different piles, her forehead wrinkled because of her deep concentration. He watched her every move until she couldn't stand it anymore. She turned abruptly to face him.
"Are you done staring at me?"
"What are you doing here anyway? Don't you have anything better to do at work?"
"It's Saturday, Bones and no, I don't have anything better to do. I could though but a certain person doesn't even want to hear about it."
Temperance sighed. She couldn't believe how much infuriating he could be. Then again, that was one of the things she liked about him. Liked about him? Her mind told her. She told it to shut up.
Laying down her pencil on the examination table, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"If I agree to this date thing, will you let me work in peace?"
Booth tried hard not to smile.
"Of course." He replied, as seriously as he could.
"Then fine. I will go out with you." She said, rolling her eyes.
Before he even had a chance to say something, she cut him off once again.
"But it'll just be a one-time thing, okay?"
"Sure, no problem. I'll see you at noon tomorrow then."
And on that, he left the room.
Temperance went back to her bones. Tomorrow. Tomorrow, she'd be on a date with Booth. She groaned out loud. What had she gotten into?
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