Spoiler ALERT!

So this is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy it!! I do not own the characters or the show!

I was inspired by Hero in the Hold but I thought we needed a little bit more than that short hug. I don't think it was a perfect time for them to kiss but this is just something that my imagination cooked up and wont let go away. So if you could review I would greatly appreciate it!!! And sorry for all the grammar errors! I HATE GRAMMAR!!

He jumps in the helicopter and looks at me. I can't help it anymore, I need to feel him. I throw my arms around him and pull him as close to me as possible. I really thought that we wouldn't get to him in time and that scared the hell out of me. I don't exactly know how to categorize what I feel for Booth, but I know that I don't feel the same way about anyone else. When he was trapped, it felt like I was trapped too. As I am squeezing him, it hits me that he might be hurt. I pull back a little but still hold onto him, never wanting to let go. Our faces are inches apart. I look him in the eyes and his face says it all. I can tell he is exhausted but relieved to be found. We are both breathing heavy as if we had just run a marathon. I look him over to see what kind of injuries he has sustained. I notice how he is crouching and know that his ribs must be hurting. When I reach out my hand to touch his stomach to survey the damage, I hear his rough voice, "Bones…" And that is all it takes. The tears that I had held in for the past 12 hours start pouring out of my eyes. I lean my forehead against his. I have never felt such a strong emotion before. I feel as if a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. He removes his hands from around my back and cups my face. He wipes away the tears from my cheeks, as if he is wiping away my troubles. Which in a sense he is because he is here now and that fixes everything. I don't say anything because I don't know what to say. All I can do is stare at him because I am mesmerized by his compassionate brown eyes. We stay in this intimate embrace for a long time, but I never want it to end. Even though my hands are still around his back, I have the overwhelming urge to touch him. I want to feel his skin. I need to know that he is actually here with me in this moment. I place one hand on his chest and the other on his cheek. One of his hands remain on my cheek and the other moves down my neck. His skin is rough and damp, but I have never felt anything as delicate. I forget that we are in the helicopter and all I want to do that moment is to try to occupy one space with him. I want to break the laws of physics. I close my eyes and lean my forehead against his again. I can feel his heartbeat under my hand. I feel a tear touch my hand and I open my eyes to see him finally releasing his fears. That is all it takes. I brush away the tear just as he did for me. Just as our lips are touching, I say the only thing that comes to mind, "Booth…" His lips are so soft and gentle. My hand on his face goes around to the back of his hand to brush his hair, and my other hand goes under his shirt to feel his heartbeat through his skin. He pulls me as close to him as possible. I moan as he nibbles on my bottom lip and this seems to spur him on because I can feel his heartbeat quicken even more. I move my hand from his heart down his side by his hip. He moans when I slide my tongue across his teeth. I have a sudden need for air, so I break the kiss as much as it pains me. As I look into his eyes, panting from the most amazing kiss I have ever had, all I can do it smile at him. And as soon as I do, he breaks into the most charming smile I have ever seen. I know we haven't said anything, but there will be time for that later. Right now, I just want to enjoy this moment. I can't wait for this helicopter to land, so we can enjoy this moment a little more privately…