"Nobody reacts like that if they don't care. " He stated. "They react like Bela." And he winced. Why had he even said that name? It alone was bad enough, but the fact that she didn't care even after everything he'd done still ate at him. He'd done it without expecting anything from her in the beginning, but he'd hoped he'd gotten through to her. It was obvious he hadn't, the thought of her made him shudder slightly and he looked up at Kitty instead. Telling the Winchesters Bela had been the one to shoot Dean was still on his mind, it probably always would be until he actually went ahead and did it. Booth wasn't the type of guy who could just hide things forever and move along like nothing ever happened.
It was almost like lying, in a way it directly was..and it made him feel wrong. So part of him was glad he had Kitty over, though he wasn't happy with her situation. He hoped he could at least turn it around a little and then there would be something to be glad about. "He just needs to calm down. " But then Booth grinned. "Look at me. I'm trying to give you advice, and not a single one of my relationships have ever worked out. " He mused and went to work nudging the package a little closer. "You open it and tell me."
As he waited for her to pick up the little package in brightly wrapped paper, he picked up the hockey stick off the kitchen table and looked it over again. "Man..what I got for Parker isn't nearly as cool as this." He said aloud as he looked at his walls and attempted to figure out where he was going to mount it. He had his real hockey gear by the doorway. Those pucks and sticks could be beaten and thrown around without worry, but the one he held in his hand was almost like he was cradling a baby. It pretty much made his night suck less. Way less. And then there was the puck that was signed by Lucky Luc sitting there in it's pretty display case as well. Hockey was a thing he was passionate about.
"It's your Christmas present. I thought you could use it a little early. " He watched her and his fingertips toyed with the hockey stick. It was smooth and perfect. He wished he could play with it, but the collector side of him wouldn't allow it.