Simile unlocked the door of the bar and walked inside. Booth closed the door behind him again. She went straight to the counter and leaned over, she grabbed a bottle of her favorite gin and poured herself and Booth a glass. He took it with a grin and went to sit down at one of the tables. Simile took her own glass and walked to her office. She sat down heavily behind her desk and took a long drink of the liquid in her glass. Her body, still healing from the aches and pains, warmed from the inside. She dropped her head back and closed her eyes. She knew she was hiding, running from her responsibility to the pack and Emily. But damn it, she needed a minute. Her anger and fear rose again. Anger at herself for being angry at Emily. When she'd left, she'd not asked Emily how she'd feel, or what
