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[dr_temperance]

The door to Milliways opens with a bang today as Brennan stalks in, face set, shoulders squared. It’s nothing compared to the force with which she slams the door behind her.

Booth is alive.

And Brennan has never been so furious in her life.

[OOC: Slowish between 9-10 EST.]

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[paladinsuitsyou]

Booth follows her in, still rubbing his jaw. "Bones! BONES! Wait!"

He's jogging lightly, trying to catch her. "What the hell was that all about?"

And he's more out of breath than he'd like, having just been shot in the chest two weeks before.

[dr_temperance]

Brennan keeps on walking, not slowing her pace.

"You're not dead."

Ironically, she sounds fairly pissed off about that fact.

[paladinsuitsyou]

"Yeah, I know," Booth says, rubbing his jaw. "Sorry, but I kinda thought I might get a hug, or an 'I missed you,' rather than a right hook."

[dr_temperance]

Brennan halts and abruptly makes an about-face.

If Booth can't stop fast enough, too bad for him.

"They told us you were dead."

Yeah. Booth might want to keep his distance for a little while longer.

[bringonthe1der]

Well, as funerals go, that one was . . . not really much of a funeral.

And, yeah, Booth nothing being actually dead is a very good thing, but Angela hasn't seen Brennan this mad since her lab was violated and her bones stolen. (Angela's willing to bet miraculous resurrections don't happen at Stanford, either, though, for what it's worth.)

"Bren? Sweetie? You okay? You need a drink or . . . anything?"

[dr_temperance]

Brennan takes one deep, controlled breath.

Then another.

Then a third.

"I'm fine."

She sounds relatively calm for someone whose entire body is humming with tension and anger.

[bringonthe1der]

Angela raises an eyebrow. It's pretty eloquently yeah, right.

"This is a good thing, Bren. He's not dead."

[dr_temperance]

"A fact that he did not see fit to inform us about for two weeks."

Brennan is not unaware of the fact that she has a temper. Because of that awareness, she is generally good at keeping her emotional reactions in that arena under tight control.

Right now she is as angry as she can ever remember being.

Booth had let them think he was dead for two weeks.

Honestly? She wouldn't mind another shot at him right now.