Her chair had had its back to him when he entered the lab, and as it made its slow turn around, Erin had caught him out of the corner of her eye. She'd thought it was Booth, and was about to lazily let out that Avis wasn't going to be here for a while when she turned fully around and was able to see that it was Rafe.
Erin's knees banged up onto the table in shock, nearly toppling off the stool afterward. She couldn't believe her eyes, and it wasn't only shock from seeing him right now, it was the fact that she hadn't seen him in what could literally be months and he was there, and holy mother of everything---holy!
"What are you doing here!" she let out quickly, rushing forward even though her knees were now throbbing. Erin's hands were out and made to grab at Rafe's arms, but she stopped herself. Wait--oh, hell. This could only be a good thing, right? He'd gotten her message, he'd---he's come all the way from Monaco straight to her, because it had barely been an hour and...and...
Oh, hell. This stupid boy was going to be the death of her.
Erin didn't let him respond, all of her thoughts were going so fast that everything she'd just let rush through her brain had probably taken a nanosecond. She let out a choking sound as tears burst to her eyes and she slammed herself into Rafe's chest. Oh, fucking hell, she was far, far emotional about all of this than she'd been putting on. Erin had tried to play it off like it was nothing, that eh---she'd had boyfriends before, but holy crap.
Holy crap. She really, really hadn't wanted to break up with Rafe.
"I wasn't going to break up with you!" she squeaked, pouting greatly up at him through her watery eyes.
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