1 buwan later...
Brennan was in her office, looking over a case file. In the past buwan so much, yet so little, had happened. And she could hardly madala it. After she'd pulled back from that hug. That's when all this had started. She'd told him to leave. She wanted him safe, but he wanted her safe. She had forced him out of her apartment. Had lied to him, and informed him she could take care of herself. How could she have done that? He'd taken it as "get out of my life, I don't need you". How could he think that? She'd broken down completely in front of him, and he'd just let her push him away.
But her thoughts were interrupted when She found Booth standing in front of her desk.
"You need to go home. It's one in the morning. Come on, I'll drive you."
There was no use in arguing, so she followed. He opened her door, and she got in without protest. Once he'd gotten in as well:
"Booth?"
"Yeah Bones?"
"Umm, can I ask you something?" she had to get his answer. She had to know why he had left when he did. She had to know if he felt the same way she does now, and the way she did when she had told him to go.
"'Course."
Now that the time for the words to leave her mouth, she found that she'd Nawawala them. She couldn't remember what it was she had planned, over and over again, to tell him. But then he looked over at her, and the words came again:
"Booth, why did you leave? That night? When I told you to leave and that I could take care of myself?"
He was silent. The truth was, he didn't know why he had left. For the first time since Christmas, he had actually thought they could be together, and he left. He had listened to her, which he rarely did. He hadn't gone with his gut, he'd gone with his head. He knew that if he had stayed, Buto would have gotten angry, and he hadn't planned on staying long. But maybe if I had stayed, we'd be better now. We wouldn't feel awkward. We'd be happy, we'd be like in all my dreams, the ones where I sweep her off her feet, and she doesn't protest. Maybe... But there were too many maybe's to consider. He'd messed up. Again. And now what? Now Buto wanted an answer that he didn't have. And he couldn't lie, so he told her what he'd been telling himself since that night.
I know it's not great, but it fit their characters. Brennan would be the one to kick him out, and he would have listened, 'cause Buto had told him to leave. He would have risked his emotional pain, if it was what she wanted.
...Anyways, feedback is appreciated :)
Brennan was in her office, looking over a case file. In the past buwan so much, yet so little, had happened. And she could hardly madala it. After she'd pulled back from that hug. That's when all this had started. She'd told him to leave. She wanted him safe, but he wanted her safe. She had forced him out of her apartment. Had lied to him, and informed him she could take care of herself. How could she have done that? He'd taken it as "get out of my life, I don't need you". How could he think that? She'd broken down completely in front of him, and he'd just let her push him away.
But her thoughts were interrupted when She found Booth standing in front of her desk.
"You need to go home. It's one in the morning. Come on, I'll drive you."
There was no use in arguing, so she followed. He opened her door, and she got in without protest. Once he'd gotten in as well:
"Booth?"
"Yeah Bones?"
"Umm, can I ask you something?" she had to get his answer. She had to know why he had left when he did. She had to know if he felt the same way she does now, and the way she did when she had told him to go.
"'Course."
Now that the time for the words to leave her mouth, she found that she'd Nawawala them. She couldn't remember what it was she had planned, over and over again, to tell him. But then he looked over at her, and the words came again:
"Booth, why did you leave? That night? When I told you to leave and that I could take care of myself?"
He was silent. The truth was, he didn't know why he had left. For the first time since Christmas, he had actually thought they could be together, and he left. He had listened to her, which he rarely did. He hadn't gone with his gut, he'd gone with his head. He knew that if he had stayed, Buto would have gotten angry, and he hadn't planned on staying long. But maybe if I had stayed, we'd be better now. We wouldn't feel awkward. We'd be happy, we'd be like in all my dreams, the ones where I sweep her off her feet, and she doesn't protest. Maybe... But there were too many maybe's to consider. He'd messed up. Again. And now what? Now Buto wanted an answer that he didn't have. And he couldn't lie, so he told her what he'd been telling himself since that night.
I know it's not great, but it fit their characters. Brennan would be the one to kick him out, and he would have listened, 'cause Buto had told him to leave. He would have risked his emotional pain, if it was what she wanted.
...Anyways, feedback is appreciated :)
