She felt like an idiot. A huge idiot. But honestly, she didn't really care. It was Booth. And she would do anything for him.
Standing in front of his room door, Brennan looked down at the plastic bag in her hand. It hadn't been that difficult to smuggle the tapioca pudding and apple pie from the diner into the hospital surprisingly. She shook her head before opening the door.
"Hey Bones!" Booth called out happily. She smiled at the sound of his voice.
"Hi Booth," she said. "I got you a present." She was at the foot of his bed now, looking at her partner who looked a thousand times better than what he had a week earlier.
"What'd you get me?" he asked.
"Well, since you can leave tomorrow, I figured you could celebrate with some pudding and pie from the diner," Brennan said. Booth's grin grew impeccably larger as she handed him the bag.
"Thanks Bones!" he said. "The hospital food is killing me…except for the pudding of course." She smiled at him and took her normal seat next to his bed.
"You're welcome," she said. "How are you feeling today?"
"Fine, I guess. It doesn't hurt to breath anymore at least," he said. He held up his pie which he had started to eat. "Want some?"
"No thanks," she said. "I don't-" she was cut off.
"Really like pie, I know," Booth said, smiling at his partner. "How, I don't know." Brennan shrugged.
"It's too sweet," she said.
"Well how do you know this pie is too sweet? It could be just perfect," Booth said. Brennan smiled.
"Its pie Booth, it's all the same," she said. Booth sighed.
"All right, if you say so," he replied. "Hey, have you ever seen The Goonies?" Brennan shook her head.
"Watch it with me," Booth said, pointing to the TV.
It was more than halfway through the movie when Brennan had taken to observing her partner rather than the TV screen. It had been a good movie, but her partner was better to look at.
He was smiling and laughing like nothing had ever happened. His spirits hadn't been put down from his least favorite place in the world. He had pie, and pudding, and he was happy. Brennan breathed a sigh of relief. She would be getting him back tomorrow. Granted, he wouldn't be doing field work for a while, but she would still get him back.
The past week had been an emotional rollercoaster for her. She was relieved he was okay. She was angry at him for what he did. She felt responsible for the fact that he was in the hospital. You name the emotion; she had more than likely felt it. And she cried. She never cried. She didn't cry when her parents left her. She didn't cry when Russ had gone. She didn't cry when she had been shuffled from foster home to foster home. Nothing. But she balled when her partner was shot. And she couldn't stop.
"Hey, Bones," Booth said. "What's up?" She was staring at him with an almost forlorn look on her face. Tears were in the corner of her eyes. He hated to see her cry.
"I was just thinking Booth," Brennan said after a long pause.
"About what?" he asked. They hadn't honestly gotten to talk that much about how they felt about the shooting.
"You. What I would've done had I lost you," she said. She needed to get this out to him. It was almost killing her inside. She hadn't slept for a week because of it.
"But you didn't," he said. "So don't think about that. I'm okay."
"Yes, you are. You're more than okay," she said. "But I can't help thinking about it." Booth frowned.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because I have so much to say to you. And what if you had…died. I wouldn't ever get to tell you," Brennan said.
"Tell me now," Booth said. "I'm all ears."
"I don't know what that means," Brennan said. Booth laughed.
"It means I'm listening to you," he said. His partner was silent for a while. He could practically see the wheels in her head turning.
"I love you," she said finally. "I love everything about you. I love your alpha male tendencies. I love the way you put your hand on my back. I love your charm smile. I love your stubbornness. I love your loyalty. Everything, Booth. I love everything."
It was not what he expected from her. But it wasn't an unwelcome statement.
"I love you too Bones," he said.
"And I would have never gotten to tell you that had you died. And it's the first time I've said that to anyone," Brennan said.
"I promised you I would never leave you, Bones," Booth said. "And I won't. I love you too much." It was only a second before her lips were on his. She teased him gently before meeting his tongue with hers.
He had no problem reciprocating.
And as Brennan kissed him, she smiled. She could taste the distinct aftertaste of apples. They weren't too sweet, and they weren't too dull. Maybe she could get used to pie after all.
Yes, this was supposed to be up yesterday. Sorry about that. Midnight bowling and not going to bed until 5 a.m. makes it almost impossible to function. But here it is. The last chapter. But hey! Bones is on tomorrow night! YAYYYYY!
Thanks to everyone who read this. I appreciate it.