Notes; Another Bones story! And it's post the Hot blooded episode. Woman in the sand I think it's called. I haven't seen it really. Anway, this popped into my head when I got back from school on the bike and I'm not sure how long it's going to be. Probably 10 chapters. Maybe less. Maybe more. We'll see. Eventually BB of course, who doesn't like them together. Oh and there's no sully. I don't like him. And his name either. Who would be called sully? Peanut. Heh. Silly. So no Sully. That's all really.
This is the prologue and I know it's short, but that's what prologues are for aren't they? Leave me a review and I'll like you a lot.
Disclaimer; Bones ain't mine. I'd like David Boreanaz to be mine, though.
Hot
Blooded.
Prologue.
Seeley Booth groaned from underneath his sheets when his cellphone started ringing on his bedside cabinet.
His hand reached over to his bedside cabinet, picking up the vibrating phone and pulling it underneath the sheets. He looked at the display and saw that it flashed Bones's name. Rolling his eyes he flipped the lid up and brough the phone to his ear.
''Bones. It's 3:00am. Call Angela if you want to chat.'' He told the phone grumpily. He shifted onto his side when he heard Bones's voice reply, sounding slightly panicked. ''Booth, I think there's someone breaking into my house.'' She whispered quietly. ''I can hear noises I think some things got knocked over. I don't want to go and look, what if they're armed?''
Booth pushed the sheets off of his half-naked body and sat up, immediately worried about his female co-worker. ''You think someone's breaking into your house or you know that someone's breaking into your house. Are you sure it isn't a cat or something?'' he asked, rubbing his eye.
''Booth. I don't have a cat. Just will you please come over? I know it's late, but –''
''You're scared, I get it. I'll get dressed and come over. Be there in 15, call me again when something happens, okay?'' He got to his feet and walked over to the chair. His clothes were neatly draped over it. ''Yeah. Hurry Booth.'' Seeley Booth put his phone down when he heard her hang up and quickly got dressed.
If something happened to her..
He didn't think he'd ever get over it. He buttoned his shirt up quickly and pulled his jacket on. ''Why don't they break into her house when it's day and I'm awake?'' he muttered to himself, slipping his phone into his pocket and quickly making his way out of the bedroom, leaving his bed unkempt behind.
Fifteen minutes later exactly, Booth pushed the door of Tempe's apartment open, his gun in his hand.
Well, at least she didn't call me out of bed for nothing. The door's open. He noticed the scratches on the door and walked in slowly, letting his gun lead the way. It was dark and quiet inside. He moved across the floor without making any noise and let his eyes scan the room. One of the seats lay upside down and all her CD's lay spread out across the floor. God. I hope they didn't break Hot Blooded. He thought to himself and glanced at the stairs.
It didn't look like anyone had gone up the stairs and he was pretty sure that no one was there anymore.
''Bones?'' He called.
He wanted to turned around, but before he knew what was happening he felt something heavy crash down on top of his head and he collapsed to the floor, unable to remain concious. Glass scattered all across the floor and his gun dropped out of his hand.
A dark figure dropped a broken bottle to the floor and quickly made his way out of the apartment, slamming the door shut behind him.
To Be Continued...