When she steps out of the cab and slams the door closed she stands for a moment staring nervously at the Booth's home. Wiping her hands on her jeans she lets out a nervous breath and walks up to the front door, unable to mount the steps to his house and actually knock on the door she finds herself frozen there. Staring at the front door almost as though he will be able to tell that she's there, waiting. Rocking on the balls of her feet she bites her lip and turns to walk away. She physically jolts when she sees Booth standing a few feet from her wiping his hands on a rag, a baseball hat sitting backwards on his head and a confused smile on his face.
"Were you even going to knock Bones?...That's a door, that's how they work..You know, you knock, someone answers." He walks over to her and she clears her throat nervously.
"Booth…Didn't anyone ever tell you not to creep on people?"
"I didn't, I called your name… You were zoned out. Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, I was, um.. just passing by."
He chuckles slightly and ducks his head nodding, not wanting to press her into answering him. She nods to the rag and the grease covering his face.
"What are you up to?"
Looking up at her his face breaks out into a huge grin and he holds his hand out to her, she follows him around the side of the house to the garage and turns on the light. She peers around him and sees the Buick sitting there. Looking back at her his grin widens as he sees the delight in her eyes.
"Remember I told you I fix up classic cars?...Well this is my latest." She walk past him and runs her hand over the hood of the car glancing inside. "It's a…"
She looks up at him from her crouching position in front of the passenger window and smiles "A 1947 Buick Super…..I know."
"Bones, I think I just got a little turned on…." He misses the furious blush that graces her features as she ducks her head to look back inside the car. "I didn't know you were into cars?"
She stands and shakes her head meeting his eyes. "I'm not, my dad had one. It was his pride and joy. Baby blue with cream leather seats. I don't remember much from my childhood, but that car…."
He beams at her "Pretty unforgettable huh?" She nods, he pops the hood on the car and lets her look inside at the engine. "Pure American muscle Bones…. I just finished up the engine, now Eddie my paint guy is coming to collect it, it's being sprayed tonight and the interior detailing is being completed tomorrow. Hence why there aren't any seats."
She closes the hood carefully and leans against the car, a small smile graces her lips. "So, you restore these cars and then what?.. Sell them?"
"Yeah… Pretty much. I can't keep them all, and the profit pays for a new car to restore, all of the restoration process and then whatever's left over is a plus for me, to take Parker somewhere.. or treat myself to a new suit."
She rolls her eyes. "What colour is she gonna be?"
"Racing red, white leather interior with a red trim… Anyway, before I bore you to death with my enthusiasm, wanna head inside? I'll get you a beer." She nods and follows him in.
Brennan walks around the lounge looking at the pictures of Parker and Booth, picking up a picture she stares at it intently before surmising that it must be of Booth's family. She places her beer bottle on the table and fingers the picture. A wave of sadness overcomes her as she takes in the smiling faces from the Christmas family portrait of a perfect family, his perfect family.
Booth walks into the lounge behind her towelling his hair dry, his greasy overalls replaced by a heather gray tee and faded jeans. His hands stop there motion as he watches her staring wistfully at his picture. "Christmas 2000. First year that my parents managed to get all of us kids together."
She places the picture back onto the table and picks her beer up again. Booth moves over to the table and picks up his own, tossing his towel onto the wooden floor he walks over to her with a concerned look on his face. She watches him quietly and doesn't flinch or move away when his hand reaches out to her arm.
"You okay? You've been through a lot lately."
"I'm fine Booth… I really am okay."
"Good, so what do you say to me rustling us up something good to eat?"
"I make a mean sandwich." He smiles and she nods matching his mood.
Booth lets out a yawn and Brennan watches him guiltily. She pushes herself up from the sofa and lifts her jacket. "I didn't mean to keep you up…" He reaches out and grabs her wrist gently, she looks at him in question.
"You aren't. I'm glad you came… I just wonder if you are ready to tell me why you did?"
She looks at his hand on her wrist and quietly tries to form a coherent sentence in her head to explain to him the reason for her visit this evening. The only sound to leave her lips is a gentle sigh. Booth lets go of her hand and stands up until his face is level with her own. His proximity has a dizzying effect and she finds her head too heavy to lift.
"Bones, I'm getting worried. If this is about Marcus, then you can talk to me about it.. I'm always here for you..no matter what you need to –"
His last words is drowned by her lips on his, her actions were so swift that he doesn't have time to react to her, as his vision starts to clear she has already backed away from him and is heading to the door, he shakes his head in awe and jogs after her, he leans his head against the door to prevent her from opening it, her back is to him and her head hangs low, using his free hand he turns her around to face him. Lifting her eyes to meet his he is taken aback by the fear and raw emotion that he can see swimming in them, he runs his hand down her jaw, his thumb resting on the corner of her mouth. Finding themselves in the very same situation as they had been in a hallway in Maine not too long ago, he smiles gently.
"This is what I should have done that night." He lowers his lips to her and presses a gentle chaste kiss on her lips. Her audible sigh encourages him further and he pulls her closer to him, their kiss deepening, his heart racing faster, his fingers curl into her hair and her fingers dig into the skin of his shoulders as they cling to each other. Pulling back reluctantly he rests his forehead against hers. She smiles and exhales a long shuddery breath.
"I didn't know how to tell you." He chuckles and places a kiss on her forehead.
"I think you were very eloquent Bones. I wouldn't have thought of any better way to find out…. I've imagined this moment a hundred times, and I can't think of a single word to say."
She pulls back and looks at him confused. "But you're speaking." He smiles and shakes his head.
"Yeah..yeah I am."
A knock at the door causes them both to start and Booth smiles apologetically as she makes room for him to open the door. She steps around him and further into the hallway.
"Yeah, hey Eddie… She's in the garage. I'll come with you, there's some things I need to show you about the hood." Turning back to Brennan he smiles and kisses her forehead. "Don't go anywhere."
She shakes her head and watches him exit with a dark haired man beside him. Touching her lips she is surprised at her recent actions. Her heart is pounding in her ears and her stomach feels light and empty… letting out a satisfied sigh she shrugs her jacket off and walks back through to the lounge.
Booth draws light patterns on her naked back as she lies facing him in bed, she smiles sedately and yawns, kissing her shoulder he slides closer to her and kisses her gently.
"Time for sleep Bones."
He closes his eyes and smiles contentedly. "Just you drool away to your heart's content."
She smirks and slaps his arm gently. Opening one eye he looks at her in amusement. Both close their eyes and drift off into dreamless slumber.
One Week Later…..
Booth nervously leads Brennan into the commercial garage, he scans the area for Eddie and placing a hand on her back guides her to the mechanic. Eddie puts his tools down on a nearby bench and nods at Booth.
"Hey Eddie, here to pick her up."
"Yeah, keys are in the office Seeley…she's out back."
He holds up a finger to Brennan indicating that she is to stand where she is and wait for him, she watches as he bounds up some steps and into a small office room, after a couple of seconds he is out of the office and gesturing for her to join him. They walk to the back of the garage and Booth takes a deep breath. She watches him quizzically.
"You always get this nervous when you are seeing a finished car?"
He shakes his head. Pushing open the door he steps through and takes her hand pulling her with him. Her eyes scan the lot for his red Buick. "I don't see it."
He comes up behind her and points a finger over her shoulder to allow her to follow his line of sight. "It's because she's baby blue Bones." Her breath hitches in her throat and she slowly walks away from him and towards the car. On reaching it she glances inside, it is indeed a baby blue Buick, with cream leather seats. She looks back at him in question, her face is a palette of emotions and he holds out the keys to her.
"She's yours…" Her eyes widen and she goes to protest but he places a finger on her lips. "yes you can." She slowly walks into his arms, her eyes close as she places her head against his chest. "I love you Temperance."
She looks up at him then and he is afraid that he has let his emotions get the better of him and scared her away. Her bright smile eases his mind, her reply makes his heart soar. "I love you too." He crushes his lips to hers in passionate kiss, pulling back breathless he hands the keys to her.
"Can we please try this baby out before I die of anticipation?"
She gives him a one thousand watt smile and grabs the keys from his hand. "I'm driving."
He smiles and follows her to the car. "Yes Ma'am."
So that's all folks. This is now a complete story. I hope you enjoyed it and thanks for staying with me for so long. Not long til season 2 wooooooooooo