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On the Other Side
of Fate
Epilogue
by Tami
Washington D.C., Seeley Booth’s Apartment, Three Weeks Later
Booth walked into his apartment, pulled the keys out of the doorknob and shut the door. He picked up the pile of mail from the floor where it had dropped from the mail slot in the door, and then toed off his shoes and went to the living room.
It had been three weeks since he was in L.A. and in that time, he had been on four assignments. His boss hadn’t
asked him about his time in L.A., just a few basic questions about how his newfound family was doing. He filed the report without mishap and went onto the next job. He was home now from an assignment in South Carolina.
Seeley sat on the couch, propped his feet up and flipped through the mail in his lap. As he went through the pile a small manila envelope fell out. He stopped and picked it up, looking it over for any abnormalities. In this day and age you could never tell if it was something dangerous. Then he saw the address on the front:
FROM: WOLFRAM & HART
1127 SPRING STREET
LOS ANGELES, CA 90008
TO: SEELEY BOOTH
1228 MISSOURI AVE. APT. 3C
WASHINGTON, DC 20008
Seeley wondered who at Wolfram & Hart would know his address. He exchanged phone numbers with Angel and Spike, but he never gave them his address. Seeley opened the package and tipped it upside-down. A CD jewel case without a sleeve fell into his lap. He picked it up and saw a recordable DVD inside the clear plastic.
He got up and put the DVD into his player and sat back. He had just turned the TV on and was about to press PLAY when his cell phone rang. Seeley pulled the phone off his belt and flipped it open.
“Seeley Booth.”
“Hey, mate, did you get my package yet?” a British voice said.
“Yes. Do you mind telling me how you got my address and what it is?” Seeley asked.
“This is Wolfram & Hart. This place can find anything. As for what it is, why don’t you just play it? Think of it as a souvenir from your stay here,” Spike said.
With Spike still on the phone, Seeley pressed PLAY and the screen blinked to reveal one of the suites at Wolfram and Hart. It was security camera footage, and it revealed a naked Seeley with the sheet around his hips in bed with an equally naked Drusilla.
“Is this some sort of blackmail, Spike?” Seeley asked angrily.
“Nothing like that mate, just thought you’d want some hard proof of the amenities you enjoyed while you stayed with us,” Spike assured him.
“So you do have a heart?” Seeley teased.
“Of course, mate. Just because it doesn’t beat doesn’t mean I’m callous. Well, I used to be before the soul, but then . . . never mind, that’s a different story for another time,” Spike said.
Seeley chuckled. “Never took you for callous, more rash and impulsive.”
“Oh! Gotta go. The brooding one is here,” Spike said and then hung up real quick.
Seeley had a smile on his face as he snapped his phone shut and watched the DVD with a little interest. It was definitely something he had to hide from prying eyes. He watched as Drusilla climbed on top of him and teased him. He missed her and Spike and Angel. From the sound of Spike on the phone, Drusilla must have left again. Angel told him once about her flighty behavior and Spike didn’t sound like his normal energetic self, as he did when Drusilla was with him.
It was definitely memorable, Seeley thought as he watched the erotic images flash across his television. He’d have to go back soon. |
