I wrote this one long before TGS. Just found it and thought I'd put it up here. Let me know if you want to see the end of it…MK
Chapter 1-The Set Up
Sitting alone in his office long after the last man had gone home; Booth was trying desperately to finish the mountain of paperwork he had neglected over the past two weeks. Two weeks he had been on his own, no partner, no lab, just him. It was like the old saying he thought, one step forward, two back.
"I can't hide the way I feel about you… anymore; I can't hold the hurt inside, keep the pain out of my eyes… anymore; my tears no longer waiting...my resistance ain't that strong… my mind keeps recreating a life with you alone… and I'm tired of pretending that I don't love you anymore…Let me make one last appeal to show you how I feel about you...hmmm… Cause there's no one else I swear, holds a candle, anywhere, next to you my heart can't take the beating… of not having you to hold… a small voice keeps repeating… deep inside my soul...it says I can't keep pretending that I don't love you anymore… I've got to take the chance or let it pass by if I expect to get on with my life with my life..."
The Travis Tritt song came out of nowhere and slowly infused itself through the room, "and I can't hide the way I feel about you anymore… and I can't hold the hurt inside, keep the pain out of my eyes anymore my tears no longer waiting… Oh, my resistance ain't that strong…Oh, my mind keeps recreating a love with you alone… and I'm tired of pretending I don't love you anymore...anymore...anymore"
Oh for pete's' sake, he thought; now the DJ's are out to get me? Booth got up and changed the station on the radio. I can't take this kind of nonsense he thought, not right now. Looking out the window he saw the bustle of the cars below, the people were all going about the business with no idea of the hurt he was holding onto. Maybe I need a vacation he thought, just go away, a couple of weeks. It can't take that long to forget how to care about someone, he reasoned, after all, she apparently didn't take that long to forget about me.
Booth decided he'd just get the rest of the paperwork done and then take tomorrow off, maybe get Parker from school and go fishing or something. Something with no stress, no thought, something easy. Going into the break room to freshen up his coffee Booth was called back to his office by ringing of his desk phone. "Booth" he barked into it, who knew he was here?
"Booth-hi, it's Tempe, um Bones, listen I was wondering if you were still going to be able to come to the lecture tomorrow? If you're still busy I understand, I just wanted to follow up-we haven't talked for a while…and well, I, um wasn't sure." She stammered.
Crap-he had completely forgotten her lecture tomorrow. Normally he enjoyed going to them, not for the subject matter so much but for her, he was so proud of her up there passionately explaining one case or another, or some sort of anthropological marvel or another. She was so poised and her in element. Not the least bit shy, awkward person she normally was. Of course, that was the one he loved the most.
"Hey Brennan, about that-I don't think that it's going to happen, I'm sorry but I must have forgotten to put it on my calendar and I've got some plans with Parker tomorrow, I hope you understand?" He hated using his son like that, but couldn't think of another reason why he couldn't make it.
"Oh-no, I do understand, he's your son. I'm your 'work partner' so that's okay, nothing trumps family, I know. Well, have fun tomorrow-maybe we can have lunch or something next week sometime," she asked hopefully, not even realizing how hurtful she sounded throwing the exact words back at him that had made them so distant.
"Yeah-maybe, I'll call you" he said and gently disconnected the phone. Sitting on the edge of his desk he knew he was going to be drawn into the oh so familiar memory, nightmare really, so he just let it hit him.