"My dad drank," Booth said, softly.
Brennan paused before taking a bite of her cake. "Want to talk about it?" She asked. She didn't expect an answer. The only reason she had come out here was to just sit with him. Knowing she had messed up with Booth she had to fix things. She didn't deserve to know what happened to him in his past, and she realized how little she knew about him. He knew so much about her and her scaring past, and she never realized how bad he could have had.
He met her eyes. "I don't know," he answered honestly.
After setting the cake next to her leg, she moved closer to him. "Well," she said, softly her good hand coming over to rest on his arm. "You're my best friend, Booth. And nothing you can say will change that. But we can talk about it after your party if you want." She reached over to bring the cake back onto her lap. She carved off a piece and offered him a piece. "It'll make you feel better."
He smiled and accepted it before offering her one as well. They continued back and forth until the cake was gone.
"Come on," she said, standing. She dumped the plate in the garbage and offered her hand to him. "Let's go in. Have a dance." Maybe a dance with her would calm him down and help him relax at his own birthday party. It was supposed to be a happy time for them and after her date with Jared and getting shot, it wasn't off to a very good start.
Booth squeezed her hand and smile. "What would I do without you?"
She laughed as they headed back over to the group. "You'd be saving Jared some more," she said, pulling him onto the dance floor. Being partners for four years, she couldn't imagine what it would be like without him in her life, and she could clearly see that he felt the same about her. They were more then partners, they were close and he knew every part about her. Almost every part.
"Don't Bones," he said, pulling her into his arms, mindful of her gunshot wound.
"Sorry," she said, sliding her good arm around his neck. "Want this to be a good birthday for you." She hadn't meant to bring up the younger Booth, but she couldn't help but get that nagging feeling. It was going to put a strain on them if she didn't come up with some way to make it up to him. She didn't even know if she could.
Booth smiled. "I've had worse."
Bones paused and met his eyes. She couldn't help but get caught up in the emotion she saw swirling around in their depths. Her small hand moved from around his neck and down to cradle his cheek. He whispered her name as he took a step toward her and every cell in her brain screamed at her to back away, but she just couldn't. His gentle lips brushed against hers and she curled a hand in his hair as she pressed her body against his. "Booth," she whispered. Suddenly she felt warm tingles all over and she did step back. "I got you something." She led him back to their table and pulled an envelope out of her jacket.
"Bones," he said, opening the envelope revealing two tickets to Hawaii. "What are these?"
"I saw the other one in your garbage and I thought you should still go on your trip." She knew he had given up that promotion for Jared, who didn't realize the shit that he put his brother through and she didn't want Booth giving any more up. It wasn't fair. He had worked hard, hard to do the right thing, keep her safe and get the bad guys and to throw all that away for nothing, she didn't think was right.
Booth stared at the tickets for a long moment, unsure of what to say. "So come with me."
"What?" She asked in surprise. She hadn't been expecting that, she hadn't even thought about going with him. She had just wanted him to have the same options he had before Jared had screwed it up. "I can't Booth. There's too much work. You should take Parker." He should take a vacation with his son. He never got to see Parker.
"If you have a lot of work, then I have to stay," he said. "And Parker has school." When she went to move away from him, he grabbed her wrist. "Bones, I can't go enjoy a vacation without you. And there is no one else I would want to bring."
She stared at the tickets in his hand for a long moment. "But work…" she said, weakly. She really didn't have an excuse for not going with him, but she just didn't know what to say.
He smiled and pulled her back into his arms. "I'm sure you've built up some vacation time," he said, leaning his brow against hers. "So come with me."
The more she thought about it, the better it sounded. "Okay," she said, softly. "A vacation sounds nice" And he was right. She had a lot of vacation and sick time built up, she just never had a reason to use it. Everywhere she went had something to do with work and that was fine with her. But a vacation, where work was left behind, she didn't know how she could handle that. Alone with Booth, not as partners, but as friends? That scared her to death.
Booth smiled. "When do we leave?"
"Whenever you want, I suppose," she answered. "I got them so you could use them whenever you wanted to." She was almost glad that she was going with him because she would have been miserable while he was on vacation. She was used to working with him everyday and seeing him all the time, but to be able to enjoy time away together, was starting to sound like a very good idea.
"We should leave tomorrow," he said, sitting on a bar stool and pulling her body between his legs.
"You two look cozy," came Angela's smug voice.
Brennan tensed for a moment, but relaxed as Booth's hand stroked lightly over her lower back. "Hey Angela," she greeted with a blush creeping up her neck. "We're going to Hawaii tomorrow. Think you can handle things around here?" She wasn't used to affection in public and with Booth of all people? How would Angela react? She knew Angela liked Booth, but she didn't know what Angela would think about her taking off.
"Oh yeah," Angela said. "You two could definitely use some time away."
"Speaking of," Booth said. "We should go home and pack."
Brennan smiled. "It's your birthday party," she pointed out. It was up to him what he wanted. Angela was awesome. Always knew how to help her through the tough parts of her life. Angela always helped convince her of things that she really over thought.
Booth looked around and she watched as his eyes fell on Jared talking to some chick at the bar. "Let's go," he said, shortly.
"Booth," she said, squeezing his hand. "Don't do this to yourself. Just ignore him." She tugged on his hand not wanting him to ruin his birthday trying to save Jared's ass. He wasn't even worth it. She didn't know what the two boys had been like when they were younger, but she knew that Jared had always gotten off easy and had always gotten things without having to try. Booth worked hard and she admired that in him.
He gripped her hand and nodded. He led her out of the club and toward his truck where he helped her in. "You sure you want to go with me?" He asked, heading toward her place.
She turned sharply to look at him. "Of course," she said with a worried gaze. "Why wouldn't I?" Her heart clamoured in her chest. Was he having second thoughts now? Things were so much easier when a guy took her to dinner then back to her house. But Booth was pure emotion and she hated how he could evoke so much in her at one time, but he never pushed her, never questioned her. He just seemed to know what she needed.
He sighed and glanced at her. "It was just a question, Bones," he said softly.
She reached over to hold his hand. "I want to go," she said. "I'm excited." And she was. To her, it seemed like he needed a little confidence to go on after what happened. She had to show him that he was the only one she wanted to spend time with, not his little brother. She didn't realize it at first, but Jared was just a substitute. He would never be compatible with her.
"Good," he said, smiling a little before pulling into the parking lot of her building.
Unclipping her seatbelt, she turned toward him. "Booth, I'm sorry about Jared," she said. "I lost sight of what's important and I'm sorry that I made assumptions." This had to be sorted out before they left and she had to spell it out for him so everything was clear. She didn't want him questioning her feelings for him or for Jared.
"Don't do this Bones," he said, rubbing his head.
Brennan sighed. "I feel the tension, Booth," she said. "Don't you think this is something we should talk about before we leave?" She didn't understand why he had a wall up all of a sudden. Was he always this frustrated with her when he was trying to talk to her and she was closed up?
"I just want to forget about it," he said. "Don't like to think about you comparing me to my little brother."
"Cam said that you'd get defensive," she said, opening the door of the truck. "You going to stop talking to me for six months because I care about you and don't want you to throw things away because of him?" She was taking a risk by snapping at him and bringing up what happened with Cam, but she was out of options.
"Bones, let me help you," he said, jumping out of his side of the truck.
"I don't need help," she growled. "Stop trying to make everything better, Booth. Stop belittling yourself. I know what kind of person you are. I know that you're smart, confident and protective of the people you love. Jared took advantage of that, and you let him and that made me upset." She wanted him to take care of himself for once and stop worrying about everyone else, including her. Sometimes, he just needed to put himself first and no one else.
"He's my brother," Booth said. "He's family."
"And you're mine," she said, as she reached out to grab his hand. "And someone's gotta look out for you." She placed a slender finger over his lips when he tried to protest. "Stop. You're not going to change that. So let me go pack." She wasn't going anywhere, and he was just going to have to get used to her being around and taking care of him for a change.
Booth chewed his lip for a minute. "Do you need help?" He asked, his brown eyes darting to her sling.
Temperance followed his gaze and shook her head. "It doesn't hurt. So I'll be okay. I should be done in an hour." It really didn't. She was pretty sure that she'd be out of her sling in the next two days or so. It was just a flesh wound that was going to heal before she knew it.
Booth kissed her softly. "Okay," he said. "I'll be back."