From me, an Admirer - Day 4 (Bones - Cadgins)
Title: From me, an Admirer
Author: AccordingToMel
Summary: After Cam starts receiving mysterious gifts, she begins to suspect that she might have a secret admirer.
Pairings: Cadgins
Rating: T
Spoilers: General for season 5
Word Count: 1,108
Disclaimer: Last I checked, no. But let me tell you, if I had my way with the show, things would be vastly different!
Author’s note: Well, I'm back for day 4. I apologize for any errors, as this is un-betaed. I hope you enjoy, and thanks again for all the wonderful feedback thus far! :)
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
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From me, an Admirer - Day 4
After the arrival of her fourth gift on Wednesday morning, Cam is quite convinced that whoever this mysterious secret admirer is, he either knows her quite well, or is getting his information from somebody who does. The fourth gift is a bottle of vanilla pear bubble bath from Bath & Body Works, which has been her favourite scent for many years, and not that many people are aware of this fact. Cam supposes it could be a coincidence, but somehow suspects that it isn’t.
There is only one person in the lab who knows this fact, and she makes a point of finding him and questioning him at the first moment that she is able. It’s quite possible that he could know something about this whole business, Cam thinks. Unfortunately it doesn’t happen until 3:35 pm, when Booth finally shows up to the lab for the first time that day.
“Booth, I need to talk to you,” Cam barks immediately as she corners him in the lab, and everyone turns to stare at her disbelievingly.
“Whoa, calm down there tiger,” Booth tells her, raising his hands innocently. But he follows her obediently into her office, much to the intense curiosity of everyone else in the lab. Cam makes a point of closing her door and double checking that no one followed them and are hanging out outside her office.
“So what’s going on?” Booth asks after a moment.
Cam simply shoves the bottle of bubble bath at him. “Do you know anything about this?” she demands.
Booth raises a single brow. “Um, it looks like a bottle of bubble bath. I figured that would be pretty obvious, but I guess it can get confusing sometimes,” he half-jokes with her, taking the bottle from her hands and inspecting it.
“That’s not what I meant,” Cam says, rolling her eyes. “Look at the scent.” She waits while he does. Booth doesn’t seem to register what the big deal is, simply shrugging and looking at her like she’s lost her mind.
“Vanilla pear. So what?”
“That’s always been my favourite bubble bath,” she points out.
Booth looks no more certain of anything then he did before. “I know. What’s your point?”
“My point is that my secret admirer sent this to me today. How would he know something like that without being told?”
“I don’t know. Maybe it was a lucky guess?” Booth offers, handing the bottle back to Cam and folding his arms across his chest.
She grabs the bottle out of his hands and places it on the desk behind them. “Do you have any idea how many bubble bath options there are out there? There’s no way this is a coincidence. Especially not given the other gifts I’ve already received.”
“And this has to do with me how...?” Booth queries, sounding as genuinely confused as Cam herself feels. She tries not to glare at him. After all, if he does know something about who her secret admirer is, making him mad certainly isn’t the way to obtain that information.
“I want to know if you have any idea who’s behind this secret admirer thing. Or if you’re somehow involved.” She feels an odd sense of relief at getting the words out, strange as they may sound to her ears.
Booth, however, seems to find the whole thing quite hilarious, as evidenced by the laughter that comes from him. “Are you kidding me? Why on earth would you think I have something to do with this? I didn’t even know about it until the second day!” He sounds positively incredulous, but Cam isn’t quite ready to fall for this innocent act just yet.
“How do I know you weren’t pretending then? Or that you’re not lying now?”
He shoots her a ‘do-I-really-need-to-explain-this-to-you?’ look. “What purpose would that serve? Besides, who do we both collectively know that would even think to ask me, of all people, for help with their little secret admirer plan?”
He has a point, she has to concede. But it’s still not impossible that he could know who’s behind this, if they happened to work at the lab. She decides to point this out to him. “It could be someone who works at the lab,” she suggests, as if this had always been her main suspicion.
Booth laughs yet again. “So that narrows it down to Sweets, Hodgins, Wendell, Fisher and Clark, then. And in case you forgot, Wendell and Clark are both in relationships. As is Sweets, whom I would never help in a million years anyway and is barely legal as it is. Fisher is far too self-absorbed and mopey to ever even think about doing something remotely romantic. I wouldn’t help him either. And Hodgins is far too clever to need my assistance with anything like this. So I think you’re out of luck.”
“I don’t believe you,” Cam tells him simply.
“Well that’s too bad, but there’s not much I can do about that,” Booth replies coolly with a little smirk. “Why are you getting so worked up about this anyway?”
“That’s rich coming from you, Mr. Your-admirer-must-be-a-stalker,” Cam shoots back, narrowing her eyes at him.
Booth stares at her blankly, blinking twice before shaking his head in amusement. “It’s called a joke. Besides, if I had any reason to actually be concerned, I’d have a bomb squad in here 24/7.”
Cam doesn’t doubt that for a second, but it’s still beside the point. “You’re the only one here who knows about the bubble bath. And that Christmas ornament. You can’t tell me that this is an outside job.”
“I have no idea what it is. But I’ll tell you one thing,” Booth starts.
“What’s that?” she asks.
“I’m leaving. I have work to do.”
And with that, he turns and heads for the door.
“You’re just going to leave me here, suffering like this?” Cam demands, and yes, she knows she’s starting to sound a bit like a petulant child now, but she can’t help it. Now that she’s convinced she knows the person, she needs to know who it is.
Booth apparently doesn’t seem to care that much as he continues his journey across her office. “Just enjoy the ride, Camille, and stop trying to control everything,” Booth calls out to her just before he saunters out of the door.
Cam is tempted to yell at him to come back and give her the answers she wants, but she knows it won’t work. But she is certain of one thing - Booth knows more than he’s letting on, and she is not going to stop until she figures this mystery out.
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Part Five
Author: AccordingToMel
Summary: After Cam starts receiving mysterious gifts, she begins to suspect that she might have a secret admirer.
Pairings: Cadgins
Rating: T
Spoilers: General for season 5
Word Count: 1,108
Disclaimer: Last I checked, no. But let me tell you, if I had my way with the show, things would be vastly different!
Author’s note: Well, I'm back for day 4. I apologize for any errors, as this is un-betaed. I hope you enjoy, and thanks again for all the wonderful feedback thus far! :)
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
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From me, an Admirer - Day 4
After the arrival of her fourth gift on Wednesday morning, Cam is quite convinced that whoever this mysterious secret admirer is, he either knows her quite well, or is getting his information from somebody who does. The fourth gift is a bottle of vanilla pear bubble bath from Bath & Body Works, which has been her favourite scent for many years, and not that many people are aware of this fact. Cam supposes it could be a coincidence, but somehow suspects that it isn’t.
There is only one person in the lab who knows this fact, and she makes a point of finding him and questioning him at the first moment that she is able. It’s quite possible that he could know something about this whole business, Cam thinks. Unfortunately it doesn’t happen until 3:35 pm, when Booth finally shows up to the lab for the first time that day.
“Booth, I need to talk to you,” Cam barks immediately as she corners him in the lab, and everyone turns to stare at her disbelievingly.
“Whoa, calm down there tiger,” Booth tells her, raising his hands innocently. But he follows her obediently into her office, much to the intense curiosity of everyone else in the lab. Cam makes a point of closing her door and double checking that no one followed them and are hanging out outside her office.
“So what’s going on?” Booth asks after a moment.
Cam simply shoves the bottle of bubble bath at him. “Do you know anything about this?” she demands.
Booth raises a single brow. “Um, it looks like a bottle of bubble bath. I figured that would be pretty obvious, but I guess it can get confusing sometimes,” he half-jokes with her, taking the bottle from her hands and inspecting it.
“That’s not what I meant,” Cam says, rolling her eyes. “Look at the scent.” She waits while he does. Booth doesn’t seem to register what the big deal is, simply shrugging and looking at her like she’s lost her mind.
“Vanilla pear. So what?”
“That’s always been my favourite bubble bath,” she points out.
Booth looks no more certain of anything then he did before. “I know. What’s your point?”
“My point is that my secret admirer sent this to me today. How would he know something like that without being told?”
“I don’t know. Maybe it was a lucky guess?” Booth offers, handing the bottle back to Cam and folding his arms across his chest.
She grabs the bottle out of his hands and places it on the desk behind them. “Do you have any idea how many bubble bath options there are out there? There’s no way this is a coincidence. Especially not given the other gifts I’ve already received.”
“And this has to do with me how...?” Booth queries, sounding as genuinely confused as Cam herself feels. She tries not to glare at him. After all, if he does know something about who her secret admirer is, making him mad certainly isn’t the way to obtain that information.
“I want to know if you have any idea who’s behind this secret admirer thing. Or if you’re somehow involved.” She feels an odd sense of relief at getting the words out, strange as they may sound to her ears.
Booth, however, seems to find the whole thing quite hilarious, as evidenced by the laughter that comes from him. “Are you kidding me? Why on earth would you think I have something to do with this? I didn’t even know about it until the second day!” He sounds positively incredulous, but Cam isn’t quite ready to fall for this innocent act just yet.
“How do I know you weren’t pretending then? Or that you’re not lying now?”
He shoots her a ‘do-I-really-need-to-explain-this-to-you?’ look. “What purpose would that serve? Besides, who do we both collectively know that would even think to ask me, of all people, for help with their little secret admirer plan?”
He has a point, she has to concede. But it’s still not impossible that he could know who’s behind this, if they happened to work at the lab. She decides to point this out to him. “It could be someone who works at the lab,” she suggests, as if this had always been her main suspicion.
Booth laughs yet again. “So that narrows it down to Sweets, Hodgins, Wendell, Fisher and Clark, then. And in case you forgot, Wendell and Clark are both in relationships. As is Sweets, whom I would never help in a million years anyway and is barely legal as it is. Fisher is far too self-absorbed and mopey to ever even think about doing something remotely romantic. I wouldn’t help him either. And Hodgins is far too clever to need my assistance with anything like this. So I think you’re out of luck.”
“I don’t believe you,” Cam tells him simply.
“Well that’s too bad, but there’s not much I can do about that,” Booth replies coolly with a little smirk. “Why are you getting so worked up about this anyway?”
“That’s rich coming from you, Mr. Your-admirer-must-be-a-stalker,” Cam shoots back, narrowing her eyes at him.
Booth stares at her blankly, blinking twice before shaking his head in amusement. “It’s called a joke. Besides, if I had any reason to actually be concerned, I’d have a bomb squad in here 24/7.”
Cam doesn’t doubt that for a second, but it’s still beside the point. “You’re the only one here who knows about the bubble bath. And that Christmas ornament. You can’t tell me that this is an outside job.”
“I have no idea what it is. But I’ll tell you one thing,” Booth starts.
“What’s that?” she asks.
“I’m leaving. I have work to do.”
And with that, he turns and heads for the door.
“You’re just going to leave me here, suffering like this?” Cam demands, and yes, she knows she’s starting to sound a bit like a petulant child now, but she can’t help it. Now that she’s convinced she knows the person, she needs to know who it is.
Booth apparently doesn’t seem to care that much as he continues his journey across her office. “Just enjoy the ride, Camille, and stop trying to control everything,” Booth calls out to her just before he saunters out of the door.
Cam is tempted to yell at him to come back and give her the answers she wants, but she knows it won’t work. But she is certain of one thing - Booth knows more than he’s letting on, and she is not going to stop until she figures this mystery out.
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Part Five