Disproving Calculations - Part 1

When we're walking up the stairs to the lounge in the lab, I'm staring at all the stuff everywhere. We reach Hodgins, who sits there, waiting for us.
"Hey kiddo,"
he stands up and hugs me. Now I'm confused.
So is Zack: "Why do you hug my girlfriend?" Aw, is he jealous? That's sweet.
"Because I'm now friends with her, too. Dude, she baked a cake!" I'm okay with that.
"We weren't friends before?" I ask smiling.
"Ah, you know, I wasn't sure. But now, we are, that's cool, right?"
"Alright."
Angela just sits there, with that look. "Girl, I never thought you'd match with these guys like you actually do..."
"Yea, I'm a very surprising person, right?" I laugh while saying that.
Hodgins gives Zack a look, I can tell, he regrets it the next second.
"She is, she always surprises me. When we..."
"Please, not now Zack!" (H)
"I just wanted to say, she knows what I'm thinking! When we talk, I'm always surprised, that she understands me."
"And I'm always surprised by you. But I think I'm not supposed to say in which situations I'm most surprised..."
I give Hodgins a little provoking smile and take a sip of my drink. It doesn't taste much like alcohol.. Just when I want to ask Hodgins, how he did that, I hear a voice behind me.
"Are you eating cake there?" it's Booth.
"Can't you see? I can see from here, they have chocolate cake, and Hodgins special drinks." That's Dr. Brennan, she sits down next to Angela, Booth following her. Somehow, I don't want the FBI guy to be here. I'm okay with Dr. Brennan I think, but I'd rather been with only people who call themselves my friends.

"Can you show me your working place?" I whisper into Zack's ear. He gives me a slight smile and gets up. "Dr. Brennan, I wondered if I'm allowed to show Ilyana my workplace?"
Dr. Brennan just looks at him. Angela helps out: "I'm sure, you can do that. Right, sweetie?" She says with another glance to Dr. B, what says much more than her words. Dr. Brennan nods, so Zack pulls me after him, down the stairs.

"Why should she want to see his workplace?" (B)
"You know what I really think? She doesn't like you." (A)
"Why shouldn't she like me?" (B)
"Maybe, because you said she wasn't normal and you don't seem to like Zack?" (H)
"You want to tell me, she's really the girlfriend of your weirdo kid and she understands normal human beings?" (B)
"She understands a lot." (Dr. B.) "The combination of the degrees she already has and her latest choice show, that she is very interested in humans and she must be excellent in understanding people."
"You're aware of the fact, that she's here to study psychology?" (H)
"Yes, I know. But she makes it more a science by how she combined it with linguistics. I think she studies humans, in a way related to how we do." (Dr. B.)
"Okay, so she's a genius who reads people's minds?" (B)
"Yes, like Angela, but she listens, while Angela more watches. And Zack and I, we read bones." (Dr. B)
"Like I said, not normal." (B)
"But she knows, when you say something mean. And she really likes Zack, she sees something in him, what you can't." (A)
"What no one of us can see..." (H)
"I know he's not a robot, but... he's so weird!" (B)
"Love falls, where it wants to, Booth." (A)

"That's amazing!" It really is. Zack showed me all his instruments and what he did for the latest case and I'm stunned. How is it possible, that someone like him, a genius, working with only other geniuses on that important things, is interested in me?
"You think that?"
"Yes, really."
"Why do you look so unhappy now, then?" Oh, I did? Jesus, can't I just stop my face from express anything? At least so much, that he doesn't realize. "I just thought about how boring I am, compared to you, and your life." He turns around, scanning my face. "What makes you say that?"
"You know, you're working here, on really important things... you're a genius, everyone you work with is a genius. I'm just a girl from Germany, studying anything all the time..." I can't look into his eyes. I'm ashamed I think.
"But that's what I like." He pulls my head up with his finger under my chin. "You don't believe me."
"Since when are you the one reading other people's minds?" Since when does he actually care, if I look at him or not?
"I learned enough about any people and now about you, to see at least a few things."
"Right... sorry." I take step closer to him, leaning my head to his chest.
"Why are you apologizing?" Why are you so cute?
"Because I accidentally underestimated your ability to read facial expressions." I mutter into his shirt.
"Oh. That's okay, I think. So, I like you. I like, that your studying all these things. Maybe, you couldn't understand me like you do, if you hadn't. You weren't here, if it wasn't for studying psychology, so that's acceptable, too. I don't think you're boring, you know a lot about things I never thought about. You're interested in what I do, in who I am. That makes you even more interesting."
Oh, this time he said the absolutely right thing. I smile up to him.
"And you made me understand more about what's going on with people, who are enamored. I think, that's the most interesting part of it." Wait, what? I need to look up this word. I take out my phone.
"What are you doing?"
"I need to look something up."
"That's the first time you didn't understand something I said."
"Yeah, and it's only one word, but I need to be sure I got it right."
"Which word?"
"Enamored?"
"It means, like Angela said, I've fallen for you, at least, that's how I mean it. The first time we met. Or 'I have a crush on you'." I just stare up to him.
"It doesn't mean, you know, like people say 'I love you', she said it's way too early for that, but if I hadn't have fallen for you, I wouldn't like you to be my girlfriend, right?" (no idea about all the temp stuff.. had have, had, would, will, fall fell fallen, what?)
"Right."
"Are you going to cry now, again?" No, now I need to laugh again.
"No, Zack. It's just... you know, that's the kind of things you surprise me with. And make my heartbeat faster..."
"I remember you saying I would do that. I believe, that I know what you mean."
We're just standing there, looking into each other eyes. What happens here? Why do I feel so... indescribable?
"This would be a nice moment to kiss you, right? Or is it just an odd desire?"
"No, it's not odd." And he bends down again, one hand on my back, the other on my cheek and somehow this feels like so much more than just a kiss. I stop him from pulling back completely. For some reason, I now need a hug. He holds on for a minute, letting me breath into his ear.
"Um... that's not a comfortable position for me, you know." I pull back. "Right, sorry."
"Are we going back now? I'd like to have another piece of your cake." He smiles down to me, I know it's because he thinks about the cake, but it makes me smile anyway. So, we go back.