Hi again! I meant to have this up yesterday before the site gets flooded with "Yanks in the UK" stories, but English homework had other plans…the first two lines are italicized because they're from the last chapter, but I printed them again in case anyone forgot what was going on.
"Booth," she said, pointing up to the stars.
"Okay, okay," Booth said, finally conceding. He'd just have to bring it up again later.
Booth pouted slightly, but still reached over and took her hand in his. A comfortable silence fell over the pair as they laid side-by-side with their fingers intertwined. They stared into the stars, almost forgetting that it wasn't real and they weren't really outside. Brennan let out a small sigh.
"God, I love this place," she breathed.
"Come here often?" Booth asked, laughing slightly. He couldn't imagine her coming here much.
"Not as much as I'd like to. Not anymore, anyway," she replied.
"You used to come here a lot?" he asked, trying to hide the surprise in his voice.
"When I first came to the Jeffersonian, I figured out that our key cards gave us access to the museum as well as the labs. I would come in here after hours whenever I had a case that was particularly upsetting or hard to deal with," she revealed.
"Really?" he asked. He never pictured her as the type to lie on the ground, stare up at the stars, and allow herself to be lost in her own thoughts.
"I'm not the heartless robot everyone thinks I am, Booth. The cases do affect me sometimes. In the beginning, it happened all the time. I simply became pretty skilled in covering up my emotions," she said. "Letting emotions get in the way leads to inefficiency in the workplace as far as my job is concerned."
"Of course the cases affect you, Bones," he said, looking at her. "Nobody thinks you're heartless."
She met his gaze for a moment and smiled at him before turning back to the stars. "Anyway, it just became a habit for me to come in here whenever I was angry or upset about something. Looking up at the stars is soothing to me, which seems slightly illogical considering space is such a mystery and there are so many unanswered questions. Something like that should drive me crazy."
"So why do you find it soothing?" he asked, agreeing with her.
"I don't know. I guess I like the mystery. I don't really like the unpredictability of life, but staring into space is like staring into infinity itself."
"Yeah," Booth agreed. "It's beautiful."
"It certainly is," she agreed.
"So what's upsetting you?" he asked.
"I don't understand," she said.
"You say you come in here to relax when you're upset, so what's up? Is it Sully?" he asked. He briefly wondered if that was an obvious question, but she had already surprised him several times that night. Who was he to assume that it wouldn't happen again?
Brennan was silent for a long time as she debated whether or not to be honest with him. She stared into the stars as she thought it over. She finally sighed and looked at him. "Everyone who claims to love me leaves me."
His face softened as the words left her mouth. He looked directly into her eyes. "Listen, Bones, I know it may seem that way, but it's not true. Your parents left you to protect you. They left you, yes, but they did it out of love, and your brother left because he was nineteen and suddenly the full-time parent to a fifteen year old girl. He left because he didn't know what else to do, and Sully…Sully just didn't love you enough," Booth said, unable to justify his fellow agent abandoning her. "He wouldn't have left if he had."
"Do you really believe that?" she asked.
"I do," he nodded. "Bones, you have plenty of people in your life that would never leave you." He knew plenty may be pushing it a bit, but he was determined to make her feel better.
"Like whom?" she asked, not believing him.
"Angela, for one," Booth pointed out. "And Zack. Bones, Zack stalled getting his doctorate just because he didn't want to quit working with you!"
"But he didn't quit working for me. He simply applied for a job here. I have no idea why he seemed to slow the process of receiving his degree, but it didn't have anything to do with me."
"Bones, it had everything to do with you. That kid was completely enamored with you. He didn't know he'd be able to get a job at the Jeffersonian after he got his degree. He thought you'd replace him with another student as soon as he completed school," Booth explained, smiling at her obliviousness.
Brennan smiled as she began to see the truth in his words. She looked him directly in the eye. "And you?" she asked.
"I'm not going anywhere," he said sincerely.
Honesty shone in his dark eyes as he gently caressed her face with his thumb. He moved closer to her and rolled onto his side to face her. She moved onto her side as well and met his lips halfway. She sighed as their lips met in a warm, open-mouthed kiss, and she grabbed his face as his tongue gently probed her mouth. He tasted every last corner of her mouth, savoring the strawberry and champagne tastes on her lips. He gently curled his tongue around hers, eliciting a deep moan from her.
Booth grabbed onto her hip and slowly rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of his body. Her soft curls fell onto his face as they kissed. His hands rested on her hips and in her hair while she placed one of her hands on his face to hold him steady and rested the other on his shoulder. His lips were soft and warm against hers, applying just the right amount of pressure, and they continued to kiss each other slowly and passionately.
After a long time spent deeply kissing the other, Brennan moved her hand from its position on his shoulder. She maneuvered her hand over to his chest and slowly undid the top two buttons on Booth's dress shirt. As soon as the buttons were unfastened, she slipped her hand inside the folds of his shirt, feeling his chest. He pulled away from her lips and began nipping at her ear as her fingers continued to tickle his skin.
"Oh, God, Bones," he breathed as she dragged her thumb across his nipple. She instantly shook her head no.
"Not Bones. Not now," she whispered. "Tempe."
"Temperance," he whispered in a deep voice.
"That works, too," she agreed. She removed her hand from his chest, drawing out a small whimper from him due to the loss of contact, and used both of her hands to pull his face up to meet hers, wanting to feel his lips against hers again. He eagerly obliged, cupping her face into his palms.
Their kisses became harder and more urgent as both of their bodies begged them not to stop. She flicked open another shirt button to give her hands more access to his chest, and as she stroked up and down his torso, he felt the need to feel her bare skin against his. He began to lightly tug at the dress tie around the back of her neck. She separated their lips, and he immediately began kissing her neck, not wanting to break contact.
"Seeley," she breathed. "We, oh…we…we can't."
"I think the line's already been obliterated, Temperance," Booth said with a wicked grin on his face.
"Not because of that. We can't here," she clarified.
"Why?" he asked. "I thought you were on the pill."
"I am, but…wait, how do you know that?" she asked. She immediately shook her head. "Never mind. Don't answer that. That's not what I was referring to, either. We just…we can't do this here."
"Why? I promise we're not going to get more romantic than this," he said, glancing up at the stars.
"Since you've been in here, Angela, Hodgins, Cam, and I have all just walked right in, and if you got that embarrassed earlier just from almost being caught kissing me…" she said, her voice trailing off.
"Okay, I see your point," Booth agreed. He definitely did not want someone walking in on them, especially not a drunken Hodgins, an overly-enthusiastic Angela, an angry Cam, or, worst of all, a very unsuspecting Zack.
"We've been gone from the party long enough that I don't think anyone will notice if we leave. My apartment's not too far," she suggested.
"No," Booth said. "Wait here."
Booth gently moved her off of his body and stood up. She sat up and watched as he sprinted towards the exit. She briefly worried that he was leaving and stood to follow him out of the auditorium.
"Booth!" she called. He returned just as quickly, walked over to her, and took her hands into his larger ones.
"All fixed," he said, a charming smile on his face.
"I don't know what that means," she said.
"Nobody's going to be bothering us. I locked the door," he said proudly.
Brennan briefly felt incredibly stupid for not thinking of that herself. She certainly knew the lock was there. Instead of vocalizing her thought, she decided poke fun at Booth instead.
"Are you really so impatient that you can't honestly wait to get back to my apartment?" she asked him, expecting a sarcastic reply.
"Yes," he said frankly, surprising Brennan. He dropped his voice to a low whisper. "And ever since you kissed me, I've kind of had my heart set on making love to you under the stars."
Brennan's mouth opened slightly in shock. She certainly hadn't been expecting that answer. He chuckled at her expression and waited for her to reply. Brennan looked up at the planetarium ceiling and looked at him. She mentally formed an image of her and Booth making love under the stars and decided that this was, indeed, incredibly romantic.
"What if somebody hears us?" she asked.
Booth laughed. Couldn't she stop thinking and worrying and rationalizing just for one night? "So we'll save loud and fast for another night," he said. "Right now, we'll just be slow, gentle, and quiet."
"Another night?" she asked. She liked the sound of that.
"Yeah, Bones. Another night," he confirmed.
"Okay," she nodded, smiling slightly.
"You good? You okay?" he asked. She nodded. "Wanna change your mind?" She shook her head no as she finished unfastening the buttons on his shirt, pulling it out from the waistband of his pants.
Booth walked over to the auditorium chair, grabbed his jacket, and spread it onto the floor for them to lie on. He kissed her deeply as he reached behind her hair and untied her dress. Once the ties were loose, he gently maneuvered her onto his jacket, lying on top of her.
They removed each other's clothes slowly, savoring the new skin exposed with each disregarded article of clothing. He told her how beautiful she was and kissed her softly after she replied with a similar compliment. Brennan's eyes fluttered open and closed as he nuzzled and kissed her neck and her chest. She saw the stars above them as her eyes closed when his lips touched her sensitive skin, and she chuckled as she thought about what a cliché that was.
He brought his head back up to her face and kissed the giggle off of her lips as his rough hands caressed her bare skin, making it tingle beneath his touch. Her arms were wrapped firmly around his body, holding him close to her, and her legs were bent around him, brushing against either side of his hips as he moved down her body to kiss her. They thoroughly explored each other's bodies with both their hands and their mouths as both began to long for release.
Just as Booth had stated, they made love under the stars softly, slowly, and passionately. They continued to explore the other's body as they made love, touching, licking, and kissing, quietly but strongly moaning the other's first name when it felt especially good. Their lips rarely broke contact as they kissed throughout most of the night. The longer their lovemaking lasted, the more the world around them seemed to melt away, and Brennan began to feel like she truly was making love to him underneath the infinite night sky.
Booth rolled to Brennan's side once they were both spent. She sighed at the loss of contact and shivered slightly as the cool air hit her warm, overheated skin. Their gazes fixed on the stars orbiting slowly above them as they struggled to calm their heavy breathing.
"God, Temperance," Booth sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that evening.
"You were right," she breathed. "That was worth the risk of getting caught."
They locked eyes and leaned together, sweetly kissing until air became absolutely necessary. She turned her eyes to the stars once again as she rested on her back, breathing deeply, trying to fill her lungs with the oxygen she desperately needed. Booth's eyes, however, focused on her.
Earlier, Booth had been so caught up with kissing and touching every centimeter of her that he had forgotten to really look at her. His eyes traveled over her naked body slowly, and his eyes lingered on her torso for a moment as he watched her chest move up and down heavily. He briefly thought about how he loved the fact that she hadn't immediately covered herself up and was perfectly content to lie there and let him look at her. He moved his eyes up to her face only to discover that she was looking at him, too.
Booth reached out and pulled her body to him. She turned and curled her figure against his side. Her fingers began to lightly trace the defined muscles on his chest as he tenderly ran his fingers through her hair.
"With the risk of sounding cliché, that was amazing, Temperance," he said.
She said nothing but kissed his lips softly to show him that she wholeheartedly concurred. Silence fell over them once again as they held each other and watched the stars.
"Seeley?" she whispered. He was beginning to love the way she said his first name. He looked at her and allowed his chocolate brown eyes to meet her light blue ones.
"Yes?" he asked, matching her tone of voice.
"I stayed because of you," she finally admitted. He smiled slightly.
"I know," he said.
"You are so cocky," she instantly replied.
"Hey, you've seen my belt buckle," he teased. When she glared at him, he continued. "I'm just good at reading people, especially you. That's why we started bickering more than normal. We both knew why you stayed, Bones," he said.
She sighed, knowing he was right. "So what now?" she asked.
He kissed her hair. There she goes with that worrying again. "Can I sleep over tonight?" he asked. He definitely wanted to wake up the next morning in the exact position he and his partner were in at that moment.
"You better," she replied, smiling.
"Well, since that's settled, I think I could use some champagne," Booth said. "Shall we?"
Brennan let a small sigh of both comfort and reluctance escape her lips. She was perfectly satisfied with staying how they were, but she also knew that they couldn't stay in the planetarium forever. Booth had begun to slowly run his fingers over the bare skin on her back, and for once in her life, she honestly didn't want to move and get back to work.
"Okay," she finally mumbled.
They got dressed quickly and silently, each of them sneaking quick, final glances at the other. Brennan brushed her hair and pulled it up into an elegant ponytail as Booth tied his tie back into place. She turned the lights on, shut off the stars, and walked back to the party with Booth after one last long and lingering kiss.
Their eyes quickly scanned the room as they arrived at the party. The ballroom looked pretty similar to how it did when Brennan left it quite a while ago. Hodgins had retreated back to his corner but had, thankfully, stopped drinking for the time being. He still wore a look of absolute misery on his face. Zack and Cam were dancing together, and Zack seemed to have gained some coordination skills while Brennan had been gone. Angela was currently standing at the bar, waiting on the bartender to finish mixing her drink. She immediately noticed Booth and Brennan's arrival, grabbed her drink, and quickly walked over to them. Booth left to get champagne as Angela approached them.
"Sweetie! How was it? Tell me everything," Angela demanded.
"How was what?" Tempe asked innocently. "What are you talking about?"
"The sex with Booth, silly!" she said in an eager but quiet tone of voice.
"Ange, there was no…" Tempe started. Her voice trailed off as her lips involuntarily twitched into a smile, giving her away.
Angela gasped. "Oh my God. You can't even get out the lie! That means it was good. Was it amazing? Of course it was amazing. You were with Booth! Hey, is he bigger than Sully?" she said, talking at a rapid speed.
Brennan's mouth dropped open. "Angela! We're in public!"
"Aww, so that's a no?" she asked with disappointment.
Brennan hesitated before smiling again. "Well," she said.
Angela's face broke into a smile as she gasped again and hugged her friend tightly. "Oh, sweetie! I'm so happy for you!"
"Thanks," Brennan laughed, hugging her back. Both girls smiled as they pulled apart. "And I will tell you everything tomorrow when we're in my office and not surrounded by the Jeffersonian's…biggest donors and…my…employers."
Brennan blushed and a slight look of horror crossed her face as she realized what she had done. Making love with Booth had honestly caused her to forget that there had been an entire party filled with the biggest contributors to the Jeffersonian Institute going on the whole time she was with him.
"Oh, don't worry about it. You deserve it, Bren," Angela said. "And you promise to tell me everything?"
"Yes," Brennan confirmed.
Booth chose that moment to walk back over to the girls. He handed a glass of champagne to Brennan. Angela smiled up at Booth with a wicked grin on her face.
"Hey, Seeley," she said with an equally wicked tone of voice.
Booth looked at Brennan in disbelief. "You told her already?"
"I didn't have to tell her anything, Booth. It's Angela. She figured it out," Brennan said. "It's like she has a seventh sense for this kind of thing."
"Sixth sense, Bones," Booth corrected with a grin on his face.
"Right," Brennan answered, sipping her champagne. She turned to Angela. "How's Hodgins doing?"
"Oh, he was disappointed about the two of you 'stealing our planetarium', but I convinced him that we gave it up for a good cause," Angela said, still grinning at the new couple. Booth, of course, shifted uncomfortably as his cheeks turned a bright pink color. Angela held up her drink. "I'd like to propose a toast," she said.
"Oh boy," Booth muttered. Tempe elbowed him gently as they both raised their glasses.
"To…astronomy," Angela said. Booth looked even more embarrassed and Brennan smiled, pursed her lips together, and slightly shook her head. The three clinked their glasses together and took a sip of their drinks. The look on Booth's face told Brennan that he really wanted to get away from Angela.
"Okay," he said. "Sorry to drag her away, but Bones and I are gonna go dance."
"No, we're not," Brennan said, shaking her head.
"Yes, we are," Booth said, setting their glasses onto the nearest table.
"No, Booth, we're not," Brennan protested.
"Yes, we are," Booth said slowly, taking her hand. Angela watched the exchange with an amused look on her face. At least sleeping together wasn't going to ruin their relationship. Brennan looked at Angela as her best friend gave her an encouraging nod.
"Fine," Brennan conceded, smiling at Booth.
"Good choice, Bones," Booth said, lacing his fingers in between hers.
"You know, maybe these parties aren't so infinitely bad after all," Brennan said with a small smile as she allowed Booth to lead her out onto the dance floor.
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