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Brennan was sitting alone in her office, working. Her and Booth were on the verge of closing another case. Except this case had been quite awkward, and she wasn’t one to feel that way. In fact, the fact that she had felt awkwardly had made her feel even lebih awkward. She had taken a while to figure out what she was feeling, because she just wasn’t used to it. Actually, it was Angela who had told her what it was. ‘You, my dear friend, feel awkward, congratulations’ she had told her.
It was the type of case that she most disliked, one with an infant involved. But that wasn’t why she felt awkward. When they were interviewing a suspect, he had asked ‘Haven’t anda ever wanted kids?’ with Booth in the room. She was sure that she had seen Booth blush, though he already had a kid. He had just asked ’why are anda looking at me?’ She also hated to think that she might of blushed too. And it seemed to be a common soalan from there on. She hadn’t forgotten the supposed deal that they had made, but they just hadn’t talked about it. She didn’t know why, but now it had a different meaning. And she really didn’t know why. And, whatever it was, she was sure that it was completely irrational.
“Ugh!” she stressed out loud. She hated not knowing anything, and it very rarely happened.
Angela walked into her office, massaging her head. “Sweetie, it’s time” she announced as she practically fell on to Brennan’s office’s sofa.
“Time for what?”
“Time for a best friend talk”
“About what?”
“About the case, and how I feel, and anda comforting me.”
Brennan went to sit beside her. “Erm… Ok, what’s the matter?” She never knew what to do in these kind of situations. Angela looked at her. “Is that it? Ok, I’ll take it. Bren, if these cases don’t affect you, there is something wrong. I mean, come on, the poor little guy was just 7 years old.” Brennan remembered what Booth had berkata a few years lalu about Angela, and duckies on a barge.
“Ange, I understand that anda are upset, I myself am feeling a bit … off.”
Angela sighed. “Brennan, the only reason that anda are feeling of is that this is reminding anda of just before Booth’s surgery. And that isn’t good enough.” She stood up, a bit upset. “I’m going to get back to trying to find the sick bastard atau bastardess who did this, Ok Sweetie?”
Brennan grabbed her arm. “Angela, I feel extremely sorry for this poor child, just know that. I don’t want to be cold, but I can feel sorry for him after we find his killer, OK?” Angela nodded. “Ok.”
Brennan let go of her arm. “I’ll tell anda if I find anything.” Brennan reassured her.
“I know anda will.” Angela answered as she left, though she stopped in the doorway. “We’ll have to talk about the Booth thing too” she smiled, now leaving with out giving Brennan a chance to answer.
Booth then popped out of nowhere. “What me thing?” he implored. Brennan was standing there with her mouth open, trying to think of an answer. Booth waited for a moment, but then said: “Do anda know what, forget it.” he gave up on waiting for a response. “I came here to go over the facts, OK?”
“Um… yes, facts.” She woke up from her weird trance and they both sat down at her desk, Booth quickly drawing up the sofa to the opposite side. “No fair, how come anda get the sofa?” Brennan implored. “How come anda get the comfy chair?” Booth answered, making himself comfortable. Brennan accepted this as an excuse and the both started to work, though now Booth was looking at her in a funny way.
“What?” she couldn’t help but asking. “You staring at me is completely irritating, it is not helping me concentrate.”
Booth sighed. “Ok, I know I told anda to forget it, but what me thing?” he asked.
Brennan sighed back. “That, Booth, was a private conversation.” she argued. He snorted. “Yeah, with the door wide open. Hey, now don’t get all brain-freezy with me again” he pushed.
“I am not planning on telling anda so just do what anda berkata anda would and forget about it, Ok? There are just lebih and lebih distractions and I want to find who did this to this poor boy. I know that he didn‘t suffer, though I still feel bad.”
Booth felt sorry for her for no reason when he saw the sorrow in her eyes, and became serious as he took her hand. “Listen, Bones, this isn’t are normal case, anda know that. When there’s a kid involved, it’s different. anda have to let yourself feel the slightest bit sorry for the kid and unwind the rational jubah, berjubah you’ve covered yourself with, Ok?” This was when Brennan really got confused. When he held her hand and stared into her eyes she felt strange, which had always been the case, though lately lebih that ever. She laughed.
“What?” Booth asked. “I’ve berkata Ok so many times today, so how about I say alright?” They both smiled at each other and got back to work. Though now it was Booth who was distracted. Brennan was too immersed in her work now to notice that his curiosity hadn’t ceased. Anyway, it was none of his business. Who was he kidding? Of course it was. It was about him.
He had been wondering what had been going through Brennan’s mind the past couple of days. Though he couldn’t stop feeling uncomfortable about the soalan that people kept on asking Brennan. Then, it a perpecahan, berpecah second, he remembered why, and immediately felt bad. Really, she wasn’t that cold, why did everybody assume that? But then again, he had to admit, he had taken a while to realise that himself. Though now, what worried him the most was if she still wanted children. Wouldn’t it be kind of his fault if she never got what she wanted? Though that was silly because it wasn’t his fault that he had had a brain tumour. But he had berkata no.
Though he knew that it was a silly hypothesis, but he wondered why Brennan hadn’t gone through with it with Fischer’s discount sperm, and wondered if it was because she just wanted his own.
He started to feel a bit dizzy, and now Brennan noticed. “Booth, what’s wrong?” she looked worried.
“Oh, it’s nothing Bones, it’s just that… coffee in the evening is NOT good” he managed to joke his way out. I a few hours, they had both rested their heads on Brennan’s meja and had fallen asleep.
“Booth, wake up. Wake up Booth.” Booth nearly jumped off of the sofa as Brennan shook him impatiently.
“Whoa!” he berkata as soon as he was fully awake, clutching his head. “What happened, did I fall asleep on the job, because that’s not like me.” he tried to make sense of what had happened. When he saw the look on Brennan’s face, he immediately realised that something was wrong.
“Booth, don’t panic, but we’ve been locked in my office sejak I don‘t know who, they‘re wearing masks. They managed to get a gas through the vent in here that made us fall asleep. Everyone else is in Angela’s office, she called me as soon as they woke up, and then I woke anda up.”
“Wait, what are anda saying, that we’re stuck in here together, and everyone else in in Angela’s and Cam’s offices? Who‘s everyone else?”
“Well, Angela, Hodgins and Wendell are in Angela’s office, so I’m assuming Cam and Sweets are in hers” Brennan clarified.
“Ok, I thought we were bad off. Angela, Wendell and Hodgins locked in the same room together? We need to get out of here atau there’s going to be another murder.”
Brennan was sitting alone in her office, working. Her and Booth were on the verge of closing another case. Except this case had been quite awkward, and she wasn’t one to feel that way. In fact, the fact that she had felt awkwardly had made her feel even lebih awkward. She had taken a while to figure out what she was feeling, because she just wasn’t used to it. Actually, it was Angela who had told her what it was. ‘You, my dear friend, feel awkward, congratulations’ she had told her.
It was the type of case that she most disliked, one with an infant involved. But that wasn’t why she felt awkward. When they were interviewing a suspect, he had asked ‘Haven’t anda ever wanted kids?’ with Booth in the room. She was sure that she had seen Booth blush, though he already had a kid. He had just asked ’why are anda looking at me?’ She also hated to think that she might of blushed too. And it seemed to be a common soalan from there on. She hadn’t forgotten the supposed deal that they had made, but they just hadn’t talked about it. She didn’t know why, but now it had a different meaning. And she really didn’t know why. And, whatever it was, she was sure that it was completely irrational.
“Ugh!” she stressed out loud. She hated not knowing anything, and it very rarely happened.
Angela walked into her office, massaging her head. “Sweetie, it’s time” she announced as she practically fell on to Brennan’s office’s sofa.
“Time for what?”
“Time for a best friend talk”
“About what?”
“About the case, and how I feel, and anda comforting me.”
Brennan went to sit beside her. “Erm… Ok, what’s the matter?” She never knew what to do in these kind of situations. Angela looked at her. “Is that it? Ok, I’ll take it. Bren, if these cases don’t affect you, there is something wrong. I mean, come on, the poor little guy was just 7 years old.” Brennan remembered what Booth had berkata a few years lalu about Angela, and duckies on a barge.
“Ange, I understand that anda are upset, I myself am feeling a bit … off.”
Angela sighed. “Brennan, the only reason that anda are feeling of is that this is reminding anda of just before Booth’s surgery. And that isn’t good enough.” She stood up, a bit upset. “I’m going to get back to trying to find the sick bastard atau bastardess who did this, Ok Sweetie?”
Brennan grabbed her arm. “Angela, I feel extremely sorry for this poor child, just know that. I don’t want to be cold, but I can feel sorry for him after we find his killer, OK?” Angela nodded. “Ok.”
Brennan let go of her arm. “I’ll tell anda if I find anything.” Brennan reassured her.
“I know anda will.” Angela answered as she left, though she stopped in the doorway. “We’ll have to talk about the Booth thing too” she smiled, now leaving with out giving Brennan a chance to answer.
Booth then popped out of nowhere. “What me thing?” he implored. Brennan was standing there with her mouth open, trying to think of an answer. Booth waited for a moment, but then said: “Do anda know what, forget it.” he gave up on waiting for a response. “I came here to go over the facts, OK?”
“Um… yes, facts.” She woke up from her weird trance and they both sat down at her desk, Booth quickly drawing up the sofa to the opposite side. “No fair, how come anda get the sofa?” Brennan implored. “How come anda get the comfy chair?” Booth answered, making himself comfortable. Brennan accepted this as an excuse and the both started to work, though now Booth was looking at her in a funny way.
“What?” she couldn’t help but asking. “You staring at me is completely irritating, it is not helping me concentrate.”
Booth sighed. “Ok, I know I told anda to forget it, but what me thing?” he asked.
Brennan sighed back. “That, Booth, was a private conversation.” she argued. He snorted. “Yeah, with the door wide open. Hey, now don’t get all brain-freezy with me again” he pushed.
“I am not planning on telling anda so just do what anda berkata anda would and forget about it, Ok? There are just lebih and lebih distractions and I want to find who did this to this poor boy. I know that he didn‘t suffer, though I still feel bad.”
Booth felt sorry for her for no reason when he saw the sorrow in her eyes, and became serious as he took her hand. “Listen, Bones, this isn’t are normal case, anda know that. When there’s a kid involved, it’s different. anda have to let yourself feel the slightest bit sorry for the kid and unwind the rational jubah, berjubah you’ve covered yourself with, Ok?” This was when Brennan really got confused. When he held her hand and stared into her eyes she felt strange, which had always been the case, though lately lebih that ever. She laughed.
“What?” Booth asked. “I’ve berkata Ok so many times today, so how about I say alright?” They both smiled at each other and got back to work. Though now it was Booth who was distracted. Brennan was too immersed in her work now to notice that his curiosity hadn’t ceased. Anyway, it was none of his business. Who was he kidding? Of course it was. It was about him.
He had been wondering what had been going through Brennan’s mind the past couple of days. Though he couldn’t stop feeling uncomfortable about the soalan that people kept on asking Brennan. Then, it a perpecahan, berpecah second, he remembered why, and immediately felt bad. Really, she wasn’t that cold, why did everybody assume that? But then again, he had to admit, he had taken a while to realise that himself. Though now, what worried him the most was if she still wanted children. Wouldn’t it be kind of his fault if she never got what she wanted? Though that was silly because it wasn’t his fault that he had had a brain tumour. But he had berkata no.
Though he knew that it was a silly hypothesis, but he wondered why Brennan hadn’t gone through with it with Fischer’s discount sperm, and wondered if it was because she just wanted his own.
He started to feel a bit dizzy, and now Brennan noticed. “Booth, what’s wrong?” she looked worried.
“Oh, it’s nothing Bones, it’s just that… coffee in the evening is NOT good” he managed to joke his way out. I a few hours, they had both rested their heads on Brennan’s meja and had fallen asleep.
“Booth, wake up. Wake up Booth.” Booth nearly jumped off of the sofa as Brennan shook him impatiently.
“Whoa!” he berkata as soon as he was fully awake, clutching his head. “What happened, did I fall asleep on the job, because that’s not like me.” he tried to make sense of what had happened. When he saw the look on Brennan’s face, he immediately realised that something was wrong.
“Booth, don’t panic, but we’ve been locked in my office sejak I don‘t know who, they‘re wearing masks. They managed to get a gas through the vent in here that made us fall asleep. Everyone else is in Angela’s office, she called me as soon as they woke up, and then I woke anda up.”
“Wait, what are anda saying, that we’re stuck in here together, and everyone else in in Angela’s and Cam’s offices? Who‘s everyone else?”
“Well, Angela, Hodgins and Wendell are in Angela’s office, so I’m assuming Cam and Sweets are in hers” Brennan clarified.
“Ok, I thought we were bad off. Angela, Wendell and Hodgins locked in the same room together? We need to get out of here atau there’s going to be another murder.”
