A/N: I have nothing to say today aha so yeah here's chapter nine!
This is the LAST chapter of Snow Bound. I want to thank all of you lovely people for reading this story and showing your love through reviews. This was my first bones Fic ever so I hope you enjoyed it! You can be sure to read more Bones fics from me. Again THANK YOU everyone.
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Chapter 9: Let's Get Out Of Here
"How far away is this club?" Bones who was sitting shotgun in Angela's car asked.
"It would have taken a lot quicker on a good day, but given the roads, we have maybe 10 minutes more."
Brennan nodded and returned her gaze outside the window.
"I'm proud of you Brennan."
Bones turned to look at her confused, "Why?"
"Because you actually wore something I approve of ."
She folded her arms, "Why? I think I dress just fine everyday."
"You do." Angela ageed, "But last time we went to a club you wore a turtleneck."
"What's wrong with a turtleneck?"
"Sweetie, a turtleneck at a club? You're leaving too little to men's imagination."
"Any man who wants me for my breasts is not someone I'd like to be seen with." Brennan looked out the window once more, "Isn't that Hodgins and Zack in that really tiny car?"
Angela looked out Brennan's window, "You'd be surprised at how much room that car has. Trust me on that one."
Brennan looked at her and laughed, "You mean…?"
"Oh yeah sweetie."
When they finally arrived at the club, the four started with drinks first.
"You can't be serious Zack." Hodgins said after taking a swig of his beer.
"What?"
Hodgins motioned toward Zack's drink with his beer, "A Pepsi?"
"Maybe he doesn't like the taste of alcohol." Brennan defended finishing her martini.
"I do like alcohol Dr. Brennan; my body just can't seem to keep it down."
"Not even one beer?" Hodgins laughed.
As Hodgins and Zack went back and forth with each other Angela turned to Brennan.
"That guy over there is staring at you." Angela said with a smile.
"Which guy?"
Angela motioned toward the dance floor, "The really tall good looking one."
"I don't know." Brennan said smiling as she played with the rim of her glass.
Angela excitedly covered her mouth with the side of her hand, "Oh my God he's coming over here."
Looking up, the blonde haired, blue eyed brawny man was in front of her. Brennan tried to keep herself from blushing, "Hi."
He put out his hand, "Matthew."
"Temperance."
"I couldn't help but notice you. Would you like to dance?"
Brennan shrugged coolly, "I think I could squeeze you in."
When Brennan had gone off with Matthew, Angela turned to Hodgins and Zack , "Be on the lookout for Booth."
"Booth's coming?" asked Zack.
"Yeah, I want him to walk in when Brennan's still dancing with that guy over there. It'll get him jealous." She said smiling mischievously while giving a thumbs up to Brennan.
Around ten minutes later, Booth arrived at the club and made his way to the table of squints. Angela was grateful to see him, and than Brennan was still dancing with Matthew.
"Hey Booth!" Angela greeted.
"Hey, where's Brennan?" he asked taking a seat.
"Dancing with that really hot guy overt there."
Booth scanned the dance floor until he spotted her. Jealously waved over him, "Oh. Uh so, how long have you all been here?"
"Half hour." Hodgins replied.
Booth couldn't manage to tear his eyes away from them. He heard Zack attempting to talk to him, but it was Zack, and he was a little busy keeping his eye on Brennan. Who was this guy anyway? What made him so special? He should be the one with his hands on her hips, and it should be his body she was pressed up against. Not this guy. It was when Booth seen him try to kiss her that he got up to go after her.
Angela smiled, " I'm so good at this."
Booth taped Matthew on the shoulder, "Mind if I cut in?"
"Hey, I'm kinda busy buddy."
Brennan looked surprised, "Booth what are you doing here?"
Booth tapped his harder this time and when he turned around flashed his badge, "Do you mind if I cut in?"
Matthew put his hands up, "Hey whoa I'm sorry she's all yours."
"Booth, why'd you do that for? He was nice." Brennan said as Booth began to move her around the dance floor.
He sighed, "Listen, Bones, we have to talk."
"About what?" she asked as it was becoming necessary to move closer to him because of the lack of room on the dance floor.
"The other morning."
"We kissed."
"Yeah I know, about that…"
Brennan looked at him waiting for him to continue.
"Listen you promise you'll wait to chew my head off until after I finish?"
She leaned her head to the side, "Booth. Just tell me what you have to say."
"Ok, ok. Um. Ah." He'd never been this nervous in his life, "I uh, wanted to do that for awhile, and I think that we both know, we've crossed the line a while ago."
He looked at her expression for a moment which was attentive and continued, "I have no idea, if you feel the same way, but Bones I had to get this out there. You're the who Bones. You're the reason I can't go back to Rebecca. There I said it. You can take my gun off of me now and shoot me."
Brennan looked at him for several moments absorbing what he had just said. She was speechless for once. Completely speechless.
"I'm sorry Bones; I shouldn't have said anything at all."
She shook her head, "Don't be sorry y…ah could we get out of here? I don't think this is the right place to talk about this."
Booth nodded and the two managed to lead themselves outside of the club where it was finally quiet. The two remained silent until they reached the inside of Booth's car.
"Bones, you gotta talk to me."
She looked over at him , "I just don't know what to say, this is a lot to absorb."
He nodded and leaned his head back on this seat.
After a few moments Brennan spoke up
"I agree with you though. Somewhere along the way, we crossed the line."
Booth listened to her looking up at the ceiling.
"And I don't think we'll be able to go back frankly."
He looked over at her. It was a lot harder for her to tell him how she felt than it was for him.
"I uh do believe that I have um…feelings for you that aren't quite professional."
She turned to look at him, "And as long as the entire lab or FBI doesn't know about this right now, I'd um, be willing to give this a shot."
Booth placed a hand on her forehead, "Do you have a fever or something?"
She laughed, "No Booth, I'm telling you the truth. I could continue to lie to you if you'd like and say I'm not the slightest bit attracted to you."
He smiled and leaned in closer to her, "So how long have you been lying?"
She shrugged, "How long have you been lying?"
"Too long." He replied shifting a little closer
Before Booth knew it, Brennan's lips crashed into his. Booth immediately responded letting his lips brush against hers. Within minutes, Brennan and Booth were in the backseat of his car engaging in the most passionate and heated kiss either of them had ever experienced. Unwrapping her legs from his waist, and untangling her hands from his hair, Booth laid Brennan down in the backseat of his car. Brennan wrapped her arms around him as he began to suck at her neck, bruising her skin. She couldn't believe that it was Booth who was on top of her. She never thought that the fantasy she would often shake from her mind would become a reality. Brennan arched her back and let out a moan as Booth began to suck at the top part of her breasts. Booth smiled and continued his work.
"Booth." She called out huskily.
"Yeah?" he mumbled.
"I think we should umm mmm ge…oh God Booth…uh get out of here."
He brought his face up inches from hers.
She smiled seductively, "My place, or yours?"