"I was wrong about you." for un_love_you
She curled up against Bobby, nuzzling him as he slept, silly smile on her face. She was so happy it hurt. They’d had their day alone, and it meant more than she ever would have guessed. And with the kids back in the house, it didn’t mean any less. Maybe a little more since they were now truly a family. Not his daughter, her son. Their kids, their family. It was amazing. Stunning. Especially when she remembered what she had thought of him at first. Interesting an intelligent, but another intruder. There was a sharp edge to him, darkened, but not someone for her to spend much time or devotion on. Later on there were other the conversations, tense and filled with the desire that was building up in her from the mess that was her previous relationship. He had been an outlet, a benediction. And of course that fierce, violent first kiss drawn from a lust arrow, before they mattered to each other, one that would have had them in bed for days and then never to see each other again. With Brennan she just thought he’d be a friend that would help him through the rough spots. There was the time she was sure she was going to have to lose him to save him. Then when they started dating and she wondered if he’d just be another rebound. But Hank had been the rebound. This was what would matter. It was nice to be wrong on so many things, if only in this one instance. As long as she wasn’t wrong about this lasting.