Hello! So I feel terrible because I thought I had published this months ago, but apparently although I uploaded it, I never published it. So if anybody is still around here is the conclusion to The Loopy Drug. By the way- Bones season finale...what did you think?
"Hard not to...what?"
Booth took a deep breath. All of the sudden the anger, his reasons behind needing time, felt like nothing but distant memories.
He suddenly knew exactly how to answer her question.
Booth took both of her delicate hands in his and placed a feather light kiss on her cheek.
Brennan let out the breath she was holding in with a loud sigh. He's got to be kidding me.
"Booth, are you suffering from some sort of long term effect from the Nitrous Oxide?"
"Huh? No." Booth answered bewildered.
"Because you seem to have forgotten how it's done." Brennan stated flatly. She sucked in a quick breath and crushed her lips to his.
"Well luckily, I have you to remind me," Booth told her a bit breathlessly.
"How lucky for you," Brennan teased walking toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Booth pouted.
"I was being truthful when I told you I needed to meet with my agent. It's quite important."
"Are you done with your latest book?" Booth asked curiously.
"Well, I was, but I have a few changes I'd like to make to the ending," Brennan told him.
It was true. She was not in a very good place when she wrote the ending to her novel. In fact, her publisist, agent, and editor agreed that readers would not take too well to Andy riding off into the sunset with some other woman at the conclusion of her novel. However, Brennan was angry that they were trying to dictate how she wrote her novels and they had been stuck at a bit of an impasse. She had just realized however, that there was a much better way to end the story after all.
Who knows... she might even add in Agent Andy on laughing gas.
"Mmm, the ending is the most important part," Booth agreed smiling.
"Can I pick you up at eight?" he asked.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"I am guessing you haven't eaten yet." Booth didn't phrase it as a question.
Brennan shook her head.
"Well then you can think of it as our first date," Booth winked at her.
And then Brennan promptly embarrassed herself by blushing.
"See you at eight," she smiled.
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Booth knocked at Brennan's door.
She opened it a few seconds later looking adorably disheveled in a silk robe and bare feet.
Booth's breath caught in his throat. "Wha..." he started.
"Well I was running a bit late from my meeting and I realized I had forgotten to ask you where we were going and I... I wasn't sure what would be the appropriate attire," she finished feeling foolish.
At that response Booth almost laughed out loud. Almost... he knew laughing at her could result in him walking funny for weeks. Still it was quite amusing to see his usually cool and composed partner actually freaking out over what to wear.
"It's a nice place, but not overly fancy," he told her.
"Give me five minutes."
True to her word, in record time she emerged from the bedroom looking dazzling.
She was wearing a dark blue dress, which was tight at the top, but flowed down from the waistline. Her peach accessories and heels accented the outfit impecably.
"Ready to go babe?" Booth asked.
"Just trying it on for size," Booth said slyly.
"I don't think so." Brennan replied.
Booth just chuckled.
"Whatever you say baby," he mumbled quietly under his breath.
At the restaurant they fell into their normal banter easily. He decided to get some answers from her.
"Moving in together?" he asked.
"Eventually." she replied
"Of course, you know that."
"You'd be a great mother Bones."
"I'm aware." she said grinning confidently.
"I think I would like to have two children."
Booth was thinking more like three or four, but he would take what he could get.
"Have you ever thought about fostering?" he asked, extremely curious about this answer in particular.
"Yes, it is definitly something I'd be interested in looking into. I have before, but it proved to be a bit of a challange. I am unmarried and work extensive hours."
Brennan's eyes narrowed. "Don't push your luck."
"Really, you wouldn't even think about it?"
"Is that a problem?" she asked.
"No, I mean I would love to be married to you at some point, but this...just being with you, is enough."
He touched Brennan's cheek softly.
"Well then I will definitly think about it."
Booth's mouth dropped. He almost could not believe his ears. Temperance Brennan was actually considering marriage...to him? He was floored and completely ecstatic all at once.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yes, it seems you love and accept me for who I am and I cannot picture ever wanting anyone else, so that is certainly a valid reason for entering a marriage."
"I love you." he told her seriously.
Brennan took a deep breath and answered with three little words she had never once spoken in a romantic context.
"I love you."
Booth could not stop grinning the whole night.
Gotta love that loopy drug.