Chapter 1

"I believe in fate." Those were the last words Temperance Brennan ever said to her husband, in a hushed whisper as the heart monitor slowed into nothingness. The bleeps which had interrupted every thought she had, had while sitting there in the uncomfortable blue chair no longer invaded her mind. Her body began to rack with sobs, Seeley Booth, the love of her life had disappeared from the world. He was gone. Gone forever. Temperance didn't bother to hold back her sobs and climbed into the bed where her dead husband now lay. She hugged and clenched the still warm body with all her life. She was 56 for Christ sake, too young too loose one's soul mate. She was alone in the world. All she had now where the three children they had conceived out of love. Catherine who had just turned twenty and her twin brother James. Their youngest child was Anne who was 19 years old and had just returned from her gap year.

At least Temperance still had her children, although it did nothing to ease the numbness which began to take over her body. Seeley Booth had lost, lost the battle at 59 years old to cancer leaving behind his now grey haired glasses wearing but still incredibly attractive (in his eyes) wife.

Temperance didn't want to move, didn't want to leave the no longer living comfort but comfort at least of her husband. She reached over to the bedside table where Booth had placed their wedding photo from some 20 years ago, when he first arrived at the hospital some two months ago. Brennan slowly and forcefully made herself leave the hospital bed trying not to look at their wedding picture but failing miserably reached for her phone. Pressing the top button the screen, lighting up with their family photo from their holiday last year after Booth as she had called him had just been diagnosed with cancer. They went to Tahiti for 2 and a bit weeks. A holiday where he felt truly relaxed and happy for the first time in two months.

Brennan or (Bones) as he had called her unlocked her phone uncontrollable sobs continued to rack her body as the nurse came in to disconnect the heart monitor. Once again striking Brennan in the chest that they were truly over. Brennan dialed the all too familiar number of her eldest daughter. Bones couldn't bring herself to tell her own children their father had passed away. Catherine had just gone down to get coffee for her mother who had, had no sleep the last week as she wanted to spend every waking moment with her husband as he entered his last few hours.

"Catherine?"

"He's gone, hasn't he?" Catherine could always tell her mothers emotions from the tone of her voice, even when she was being most stubborn.

All Catherine could hear were sobs from the other side. She dropped the cups not caring where they went and what kind of a mess was made. Her dad was dead. Gone. Vanished. No longer breathing it failed to sink into her. No, no, no please not yet was all the thoughts that Catherine could fathom as she continued to run to the staircase, there was no time in taking the elevator it would only slow down the process. Her mother needed her. Her Ma, needed her more than she probably ever would. Her dad was dead. Catherine had always looked up to the relationship her mother and her father had shared. One of true love.

She ran the six flights of stairs and the corridors to where she ran straight into the ICU unit and into her fathers room. His body lying motionless sprawled out across the bed, looking cold, looking lifeless. He was gone. She couldn't begin to think it. Her father, her role model, her rock through 20 years of life was dead. Gone. Taken too young from the world and her poor mother who was left to clean up the mess and live a life without him.

Catherine leapt to her mothers side. She had never seen her mother cry as hard as she was now. On her way up Catherine had texted her siblings and they were beginning to shuffle through the door. Scared and heartbroken by what they saw.

Catherine reached for her mothers phone to text her Auntie Angela and Uncle Jack who still happened to live in DC. The family were interrupted by their fathers doctor who began to knock loudly on the door.

"Temperance and kids, I'm really sorry for your loss. The morgue are here to take Seeley's body away."

"Please cant we have some more time with him?" Anne asked. She wasn't ready to say goodbye to her father.

James sat in the corner not saying anything, not doing anything, not even moving he was just staring. Staring out the window as if he was a blind man. He felt like one, the world around him had gone black.

Temperance stood up turned around bent down to give her aged husbands face one last kiss and then ran he hands through his silky grey dusted hair. The last time she was ever to touch him. His body felt cold.

The morgue team entered and collected his body. The kids didn't like that he was placed into a black bag but Bones understood.

And like that he was gone.

Gone from the world.

Gone.