Nope, I sure don't own Bones. Fox does.
Btw, the first part of this convo is ripped right from the 100th episode. A little ways into the convo though, I change it to make it my own.
"No. No! Y-you thought you were protecting me, but you're the one that needs protecting." Brennan stuttered in shock.
"Protecting? Protecting from what?" Booth replied.
Brennan couldn't hide her anguish. "From me. I... I don't have your kind of open heart." She said as she began to cry.
"Just, just give it a chance. That's all I'm asking..." Booth pleaded.
"No; You said it yourself: The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different outcome." Brennan sped up her words in a vain attempt to stop her tears.
"Well then let's go for a different outcome here, okay? Just hear me out. You know when you talk to older couples who have been in love for thirty... or forty, or fifty years, all right? It's always the guy who says 'I knew.' ... I knew. Right from the beginning." Booth practically begged as his chocolate eyes turned black.
There was a slight pause between them as Brennan contemplated in her head. "Your evidence is anecdotal." She concluded.
"I'm that guy. Bones, I'm that guy. I know." Brennan's heart broke at the sound in his voice. It was pleading, begging her to agree with him, to give it a shot.
"I ... I am not a gambler. I am a scientist. I can't change; I don't know how.... I don't know how-" Brennan broke off her sentence as she felt more tears spill from her eyes.
A look of sheer defeat came across Booth's face as her rejection set into him.
"Please, don't look so sad." Brennan begged.
Booth shook his head and walked over to a concrete wall and sat down slowly. He stared into Brennan's eyes for what seemed like eternity before he spoke again.
"That could have been us Bones. That old couple forty or fifty years from now... that could have been us." Booth said quietly.
Brennan had to stifle a sob as the tears came rolling down her cheeks. "Booth... you deserve somebody who can love you forty or fifty years from now. I... I just don't know how."
"I know." Booth replied as he stared at the ground.
A long silence filled the space between them for what could have been hours, but was really only minutes. It was Brennan that broke the silence.
"I can't Booth. I... can't do this to you. I'm so sorry." She spoke barely above a whisper now. Booth looked at her as she filled the space between them and placed a light kiss on his cheek. "I wish I knew how to open my heart up to you, Seeley." She whispered in his ear. Booth stared into her oceanic eyes as she pulled away. He reached for her hand to pull her back, but she only shook her head and turned and walked away, into the night.
And just like that, she was gone.