AN: I don't own Bones. I love the friendship between Sweets and Brennan and think that it had so much potential before Sweets was taken away from us. This is a collection of short, unrelated one-shots about the moments that Brennan and Sweets spent together in-between Season 9 and 10 whilst Booth was in jail. Enjoy!

Goodnight Tears

"Goodnight baby" I whisper softly to my young daughter as I tuck her into bed. I wrap the bright purple and white spotted duvet around her shoulders and kiss her forehead.

Christine smiles up at me "Goodnight mommy, I wish daddy could be here" she says softly her big blue eyes full of wonder.

I fight back a few tears and lean in to give my daughter another kiss "I wish daddy could be here too" I reply flatly as I flick the light switch and leave the room.

Her father shouldn't have been in jail he should have been home with his family. I was missing him more then the world and I wanted nothing more then for him to return home and yet again be in my arms.

I hurry down into the living room of my new house, the one I had to buy without any help whatsoever from my husband. I did have some help from a young FBI psychologist who I was really learning to rely on these days.

I glance around the longue room before me and see Lance Sweets sitting on the couch and reading an issue of Vogue magazine. When he notices me entering the room he puts the magazine down and smiles over at me.

"Temperance, did you put Christine to bed?" the young man asks.

I nod "Yes I think she was really tired after we took her to the park"

"Did she say anything about Booth?"

I look away from Sweets "Yeah she wishes that daddy could be here. This is really taking its toll on her, she probably doesn't even know if her daddy is still alive or ever coming home. I know that I am a horrible mother for letting her go through this" I say letting a tear trickle down my cheek before I wipe it away with my sleeve.

Sweets looks at me worriedly "Aye don't cry, he'll be home soon and it's not like you're all alone, see look you have me" he whispers soothingly.

I blow my nose into a tissue and look back at Sweets "It's not the same Sweets, you're not Booth and you don't understand me like Booth does"

Sweets smiles sadly at me "I know I'm not Booth but I do understand you, you know that" I feel the young psychologist pull me into a hug "I know that you are hurting but if you don't stop feeling sorry for yourself and like you're a bad mother you are not going to get any better. Temperance you are a great mother an you have to know that Booth being in jail isn't your fault at all"

I just nod "But Sweets I'm alone I don't have any one that cares" I cry.

Sweets embraces me even tighter and I rest my head on his shoulder "Hey Temperance I care, I really care so don't go thinking that no one cares"

I cry softly into Sweets' blue cotton shirt and I feel him stroking my back, as Booth would have done.

"I know that you care, if you didn't care you wouldn't be here right now" I whisper "You've told me before that you classify me as your friend and friends care. I think that Booth being put away has knocked everything out of proportion for me"

Sweets runs his hands through my long auburn hair. "I know that this must be hard on you, you just have to try your best to make it through this" he whispers.

I just nod and lean against the psychologist's tall frame. His steady, smooth breaths seem to calm me and soothe my aching mind.

I close my eyes and breathe in the air. I hear nothing but perfect silence, perfect silence that doesn't interrupt any of my thoughts, perfect silence that shuts up all of my worries.

I feel Lance Sweets' arms around me protectively. Even though we were so different we were still alike. I was an Anthropologist and he was a psychologist, opposites. We had had the same childhood experiences of abuse and both knew what it was like to be unloved.

Some people say that people can't hug unless they were in love, a couple or in a relationship but for Sweets and I that was rather different. He was my friend and being a friend means being there for the friend in need. And if that included a shoulder to cry on or someone to lean on then so be it.

AN: One-Shot 2 will be up soon and it will be called A Sign Of The Times.

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