Title: All I Know
Rating: PG for now, possibly M later in the story.
Summary: Brennan and Booth baby-sit their goddaughter for two weeks while Angela and Hodgins honeymoon in the Caribbean. After four long years apart, will they finally get the chance to start over? AU, futurefic, BB with some HA.
Author's Note: Once again, thank you for all of your lovely reviews. Here's the next part. It's basically a filler before we get to the good part, a.k.a. babysitting!Brennan. I hope you enjoy this chapter, I myself found it slightly choppy when writing, but oh well. Please take a moment to tell me what you liked, didn't like, etc.
"I'm so nervous!" Angela paced back and forth, refusing any attempt by Brennan to calm her down.
"Angela, stop, please!" Brennan put a hand on her friend's arm to get her attention.
"Bren, I'm sorry," Angela's voice began to rise. "But I'm freaking out here!"
"You look beautiful, Ange, there's nothing to be worried about." She grabbed Angela's hand and squeezed. "So what's wrong?"
"I'm just… I'm scared! One man for the rest of my life. That's not me!" Angela blinked and shook her head. "I can't do this, Bren."
"Don't be preposterous, it's too late to be scared." When Angela didn't say anything, Brennan took a deep breath and continued. "You know I don't believe in fate and destiny and all that ridiculously illogical jargon, but I believe in you and I believe in Hodgins. You guys have Gracie and you have each other. What's there to be afraid of?" Brennan wasn't surprised when Angela hugged her. Her arguments were based on reason, not emotion, and there was nothing to disagree with.
"You know, sweetie…" Brennan didn't like the Angela's tone. "I think California's made you softer."
"Yeah," Angela nodded. "I never thought I'd see the day when you'd be trying to convince me to get married!"
"I'm glad to be of service," Brennan smiled at her friend. "But I still believe that marriage is an archaic institution."
"One day, you might just change your mind, Bren." Brennan was pondering this statement, half-watching as Angela primped in front of the mirror, when a knock reverberated throughout the room.
"Are you ready?" Booth popped his head in and waggled his eyebrows.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Angela mumbled under her breath. Booth took this as a cue to enter.
"You look amazing, Ange." He gave Angela a brief hug. "You too, Bones." The charm smile appeared, and Brennan couldn't stop herself from smiling briefly in return.
"Come on," Brennan said, linking her arm with Booth's. "Hodgins is waiting."
"With great joy, we have come here today in the presence of God to join this man, Jack Stanley Hodgins, and this woman, Angela Pearlygates Montenegro, in holy matrimony."
From her maid of honor position next to Angela, Brennan found her thoughts drifting. The church was nearly full, and the lack of an air conditioner made the July heat seem omnipresent. Brennan took a deep breath and subtly wiped a curl away from her face, shifting in her high heels. Zach, standing across from her as Hodgins' best man, seemed uncomfortable in his suit, and to his right Booth appeared to be in a world of his own.
"… and now the bride and groom will recite their vows as they place the ring on the other's finger. The rings, if you will please."
Hodgins turned away from Angela, accepting the ring that Zach held out to him.
"I, Jack Hodgins, take you, Angela Montenegro, to be none other than yourself. I promise to stand by your side; to encourage you and be open and honest with you, to laugh with you and cry with you, to always love and honor you, both freed and bound by our love, for as long as we both shall live." He slid the ring over her knuckle onto her finger, and Brennan couldn't remember a time that she had seen a bigger smile on her friend's face. Now it was Angela's turn.
"I, Angela Montenegro, take you, Jack Hodgins, to be none other than yourself. I promise to stand by your side; to encourage you and be open and honest with you, to laugh with you and cry with you, to always love and honor you, both freed and bound by our love, for as long as we both shall live." Brennan saw Angela blink away the tears in her eyes.
"Jack and Angela, within this blessed union of souls, where two hearts intertwine to become one, there lies a promise. Perfectly born, divinely created, and intimately shared, it is a place where the hope and majesty of beginnings reside, where all things are made possible by the astounding love shared by two spirits. As you hold each other's hands in this promise and eagerly look into the future in each other's eyes, may your unconditional love and devotion take you to a place that you've both only dreamed of, a place where you'll dwell for a lifetime of happiness, sheltered in the warmth of each other's arms." The priest paused for emphasis. "Because you have so affirmed, in love and knowledge of the other, so also do I declare that you are now husband and wife. Congratulations, you may now kiss your bride." The couple leaned in as a raucous cheer erupted. "I now present to you, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Jack Hodgins!"
Brennan smiled widely, happy for her friends, as she and the rest of the wedding party exited the church after Angela and Jack. Two limousines awaited, one for the newlyweds and one for everybody else. Climbing in behind the boys, she settled herself against the cool seat, dutifully ignoring Booth's leg pressing lightly against her own. Gracie, who had behaved fairly well during the ceremony, sat on Zach's lap, much to Brennan's amusement, and the limos headed for the banquet hall, the reception awaiting.
"Would you like to dance, Bones?" Brennan, startled by Booth's sudden appearance by her side, hesitated a moment before taking his outstretched hand. The pair made their way to the wooden dance floor, currently crowded with couples. Booth placed his hands around her waist, his fingers linked over the small of her back, and she followed suit, draping her arms over his shoulders and around his neck. They'd never danced like this before, so damn close that she swore she could hear his heart beating just below her ear where it rested against his collarbone, but it was nice. She sighed and smiled, wishing everything was as simple as this. "That was a beautiful ceremony, huh?" Booth asked, tightening his arms slightly.
"Angela did a wonderful job of planning," Brennan agreed, nodding her head. She found it easy to follow Booth's lead, and they were moving slowly across the floor. "I'm sorry." That came out of nowhere, and she knew she was being too emotional, but it was easier to talk to him when he wasn't looking at her. "I really am sorry, Booth."
"What are you sorry for?" Booth's right hand slid up her back in a soft caress.
"For breaking my promise. For not coming back to visit." Their dancing stopped, and she felt him pull away to study her. She kept her eyes focused on the knot in his tie.
"Hey, Bones…" He tipped her chin up to force her to look at him. "It's okay. I forgive you."
"Good." Brennan watched his face calmly, able to see the wheels turning in his head. After a moment, he dropped his hand from her chin and shook his head.
"Actually, and I'm being completely honest with you, it's not okay." What? "It's not okay, but it will be."
"Oh…" She was rendered speechless by his candid words.
"From here on out, no promises between us, okay? It's too easy to break them."
"So what do we do now?" Brennan had an unexplainable urge to run.
"Right now?" When she nodded, he gathered her back into his arms before she could protest. "Right now, Bones, we dance."