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Rain gently impacted the window and slowly ran down leaving a trail. The gentle sound awoke the woman laying in the bed with long, wavy, brown hair. She opened her blue eyes and let them adjust to the gray light that had slipped into the room through the blinds. She looked at the empty space next to her and smiled when she heard the water of the shower being turned off. She grabbed her robe that lay on the doorknob and slipped it over her naked body.

"Hi." She said when a man appeared, a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripping down his toned chest he jumped when he heard her voice.

"Sorry, did I startle you?"

"No, it's fine," He replied, "I didn't mean to wake you."

"You should have." She told him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I would have joined you." She whispered into his ear, her fingers playing with his hair but he turned his head away from her.

"I have an early meeting, I thought I would let you sleep in the shower's all yours." He told her and a look of hurt appeared on her face, this did not go unnoticed by him. He turned back to her.

"Next time." He promised, kissing her on the cheek. She smiled, grabbed a few things and walked to the bathroom. After he heard the water turn on, he switched on the television and changed the channel to the news. He listened briefly as he walked to the drawers.

"Well, there seems to be no relief for the stock markets as they continue to drop." He walked to the closet and pulled a long, white sleeved button up shirt from a hanger.

"This rain just isn't going to let up, folks looks like you'll need an umbrella for most of the week." "Great," He thought he was tired of the rain. He pulled on his black dress pants and matching jacket. He hummed softly to himself as he ran gel through his hair and tightened his watch on his wrist.

"In other news Temperance Brennan, esteemed author and regarded forensic anthropologist was involved in a car accident late last night, she was stuck head on by another driver. Both are in critical condition at Washington memorial hospital." Booth felt the air leave his lungs and stood frozen unable to move, he let his mind absorb the words before walking over to the closet and pulling a black duffel bag from the top shelf. He didn't even notice the woman in the doorway of the bathroom, wearing a long sleeved shirt and jeans.

"Where are you going?" She questioned her eyes following his every move. He did not look up but continued throwing clothes and other supplies into the bag.

"I have to go to Washington for a few days." His voice was emotionless, his mind on autopilot.

"To see her?" Her tone was laced with resentment and his eyes met hers, "I saw the news."

"Yes, to see her."

"Seeley, if you go we're done."

"What? Andrea you can't be serious -."

"Don't," She held up her hand to stop him and she took a shaky breath, "I can't be her for you."

"What are you talking about?"

"You loved her and you still do."

"We were just partners." He argued.

"Keeping telling yourself that, believe whatever you need to help yourself sleep at night. I knew from the moment we started dating that you loved her just from the way you talked about her. I just didn't think you loved her like that, truly loved her. I thought maybe you would get over her and move on with me, I guess I was wrong."

"I just need to make sure she's okay." He reasoned.

"That's not your job anymore! You're with me, you need to make sure I'm okay, she's not a part of your life, she's in the past." His temper flared at those words.

"Andrea, she will always be a part of my life." He growled.

"That's the problem isn't it? I feel like I'm nothing to you and this right here proves it! You haven't seen her in two years and you hear she's hurt so you rush off to save her. It's not your job to protect her anymore and I was patient, I waited but God, you still say her name in your sleep." He lowered his head towards the ground, unable to look at her.

"Look I'll be back in a few days we can talk about this then." He told her, placing the bag on his shoulder.

"I've waited long enough Seeley, I'm not asking you to stay, I'm telling you it's either me or her. I'm serious if you go we're through, I won't be here when you get back."

"Don't ask me to choose."

"The choice is simple." She looked at him, his face was unreadable but he shifted the bag on his shoulder and for a moment she thought he was considering to put it down.

"Yes, it is." He grabbed his keys off the desk and left her alone in the empty apartment. He had just ended a relationship, broke someone's heart but he thoughts were not focused on that. His mind was directed on one person who was miles away from him and how quickly he could get to her.

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