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Angela Montenegro makes science art's bitch (paint_by_bones) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-02-13 20:36:00

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angela montenegro, seeley booth

Who: Angela Montenegro and Seeley Booth
What: They want pie.
When: Lunchtime.
Where: Diner near the complex.
Rating: Probably pretty low.
Status: Incomplete; closed

It was fairly simple finding a diner near the complex. As Angela and Booth walked in-he'd held the door open for her the way he always did, which made her relax-she looked around and smiled at the sheer...normality. It felt almost exactly like the Royal Diner, which meant she could be comfortable here. Things wouldn't be too weird. She hoped.

Angela sank into a chair at a table near the window, scanning the menu board over the counter idly. Even the menu seemed similar to the diner-which she guessed was for diners in general. As Booth sat across from her, she smiled at the waitress already walking towards them. "Hi! Can I get a slice of apple pie?" She then looked over to Booth, wondering what kind he might order.

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hates_clowns
2010-02-14 04:51 am UTC (link)

Booth was grumpy to say the least. The car ride was quiet, and all because Angela just happened to mention Sully. Honestly it could have been any of the men Bones dated, because they weren't him. But Sully struck a particular cord that hurt. He wasn't so sure he wanted to deal with it so pie and beer was a must if there was any hope in getting his mood to improve. Sinking into the chair across from Angela there was something deep in his eyes, something almost sad. Sully wasn't that great. Boat owning bastard.

Distractedly as the waitress came by he ordered a piece of blueberry and a beer. He really, really needed a beer. Had since he arrived in damn demon hell. He toyed with his fork and didn't meet Angela's eyes. "He wasn't that great.." Booth muttered to no one in particular with the look of a kicked puppy. It was no secret to anyone except Booth and Bones that they loved eachother. But Booth didn't want to risk hurting her, didn't know how to handle the situation at all, so he kept it quiet and just bit the inside of his cheek in annoyance.

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paint_by_bones
2010-02-14 04:28 pm UTC (link)

Angela tilted her head as she caught Booth's words, and chewed on her bottom lip a little, feeling bad about bringing up Sully. She ordered a beer for herself so he wouldn't be the only one drinking, and as their pie was set down, she reached out and touched his hand lightly before he could pick up his fork.

"Booth, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." She really didn't want him angry or sad. Not only did she care a lot about him, but he was also her only friend here. Her only connection to sanity, to be honest. He was all the more important for that. "Why don't you tell me about some of the things I've missed, since apparently I'm a few weeks behind you back...home."

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hates_clowns
2010-02-16 10:35 pm UTC (link)

Did he really look that upset? If Angela was apologizing he must have. Damn. It wasn't usually like him to show off that kind of emotion. He was better at guarding it than this anyway. Sully struck a particularly harsh cord with the special Agent. "It's fine. I'm fine. Don't you see us sitting here, being fine?" He snapped without meaning to. Obviously not fine..but not about to pony up to it any time soon. It wasn't share time. Angela wasn't Sweets. He could talk to Sweets. Even if he was a kid who should be at home waching Saturday Morning Cartoons in his pajamas and eating Lucky Charms rather than solving violent murder cases.

"Lets just drop it, forget it happened. I'm good with that." So he said. Booth was the sort who could hold a grudge. But hey he was human. To error was human. "Things you've missed?" He thought for a moment and his brows wrinkled in that way that they did when Booth was trying to figure out what the hell language his Squints were speaking when they used medical terms. " I had a dream." He shrugged. Why did he blurt that out of all things?

[ooc: sorry it took so long! Tim took over. ;p]

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paint_by_bones
2010-02-17 03:04 am UTC (link)

Angela caught on to a lot more than Booth knew sometimes. Although it's not like he was able to hide much from her. When his face changed to a look of annoyance, she blinked in surprise. Her hand retreated from his and slid into her lap instead of starting on her pie. Her eyes fell as he said to just drop it, and she gave a small nod. "Fine, whatever you want."

She glanced back up at him when he said he'd had a dream, tilting her head curiously. "A dream about what?" She asked it somewhat cautiously, just in case he blew up at her again.

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hates_clowns
2010-02-17 09:08 am UTC (link)

He'd hurt her and instantly he regretted it. But Sully..that topic. It hurt to talk about. Especially after the dream he had. "In my coma." He didn't really understand why he was talking about something so personal with her. They didn't normally. But normally they were at the Jeffersonian. Normally he had Sweets to talk to and many squints to bounce ideas off of. Now it was just him and Angela. He needed to tell her, to be able to trust her and know that he could. So this was kind of a miniature test.

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paint_by_bones
2010-02-18 02:26 am UTC (link)

"Do you want to tell me about it?" After a minute, she picked up her fork and took a small bite of the pie while her eyes returned to him. She didn't want to upset him again. Right now, Booth was her rock. If he hadn't been here, she'd be in a different place emotionally right now.

"And was I in it?" She was trying for some levity, obviously, and offered up a small smile.

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