The end of another long week, a lot was accomplished, solved the case and got the bad guy, not bad, not bad at all. Booth and Brennan were sitting on her couch in her office; it was getting late, 10:30pm to be exact. Booth in a bid to get her talking a little, had brought up Angela and Hodgins' pending nuptials.

"So, Bones" He paused, a sigh escaping his lips "Angela ask you to be her maid of honour again?"

Brennan looked at him, studying him. He looked tired, and so he should be it had been a very long week. She slowly traced to tired lines on his face with her eyes, some of them age but most of them, she figured from stress and tired. Especially with this week, a few lines would have been added. A child murder; he was the same age as his son! She was surprised he hadn't cracked open a bottle of Jack!

"Bones? You still with me?" Brennan snapped out of her train of thought and looked at him again, "Yes, she did. Did Hodgins ask you to be his best man again?"

"Yeah well he wanted to ask Zach first but with him gone…" Brennan shifted uncomfortably, thinking about Zach and what he had done.

"Bones I'm sorry I didn't mean to…", "No its ok what happened, happened Booth ignoring it won't help me or anyone else" Booth up nodded in agreement.

They sat in silence for a good ten minutes. It was a comfortable silence, it always was with them. Booth liked it that way; he always thought it was a good sign. He started thinking about his favourite word, 'symbiotic'. Booth smiled to himself and chuckled to himself.

"What are you laughing about?" Brennan asked with a wide grin, "Oh nothing" Flashing his signature smile.

"Well Bones, it's getting late I had better go" Booth got up leaning on her a bit as he got up. "Wait!"Brennan almost yelled. Booth turned around in shocked at her sudden outburst, so was she! She scrambled for something to say, why did she tell him to wait? 'May because you want him to' she thought. Throwing her thoughts aside.

"I, ahh…. Angela! She ahh…" Booth raised his eye brows in anticipation. "She asked if I would dance with the best man, being you, as a part of her first dance." She was happy she had found a way to keep him with her longer, 'smooth' she thought.

"And… what does that have to do with me?" Booth looked her up and down trying to figure out what she was getting at. "Well, I don't know how to dance … I was hoping you could teach me"

Defiantly surprised was the look on Booths face, "Ahh I dunno Bones, I think you'll do just fine without me" Brennan joined him standing up, approaching him slowly "Come on Booth, wouldn't it be good for us to at least practise? I'm sure you won't want stiletto heels digging into your feet" She let her last word slide in length a bit just to get her point across.

Booth shifted a little watching her with a questioning eye, "Well, I suppose if you think you're that bad"

Brennan smiled at him and moved toward him a little too rushed, for some reason she wanted him to teach her how to dance and he knew it wasn't because of Angela's wedding, he needed things to slow down a bit. "Whoa hang on where's the music Bones?" She wrinkled her nose a little, she hadn't planned that far ahead, "Ahh, well I have a few C.Ds here" She moved over to a shelf behind her desk. Booth moved over to help her chose some music. It was not going to be easy there were quite a few of C.Ds there, some surprised him. Artists like Evanescence, Snow Patrol, Patty Griffin and Damien Rice. He continued to scan the shelf until he noticed a C.D right at the end of the shelf almost hiding. He picked it up; it was a mixed C.D Angela had obviously burned for her. His eyes scanned down until he saw the very last song, Hallelujah by K.D Lang, he lifted his eyes in surprise.

"Bones, didn't expect you to have this song!" She walked over with a crinkled nose "What is it?" Booth handed her the C.D and pointed to the last song

"Hallelujah? You do know what that word means don't you?" She looked up at him a little confused "Of course I do Booth, Hallelujah means to praise Jah or Jehovah which is a modern translation"

"Ok dumb question, I think this song will do nicely" Booth walked over and put the C.D in the player, he skipped to the last song. As the music started to play Booth move toward her, hands in the appropriate position to take her hand in his.

As he stepped closer to her he took in her scent, it was like fresh air after an afternoon storm. Her hand was soft like innocence as he took it into his; she was standing so close to him, all he could do was stare into her amazing eyes.

He had to snap out of this, he was teaching her to dance not watch her, he abruptly cleared his throat "It's easy Bones you just flow to the music".

She simply nodded in response. As the lyrics started and they started to move she started take more of him in, the way he smelled, good but something else that was just so Booth, how his hands felt in her own, rough and manly but so gentle.

I heard there was a secret cord

That David played and it pleased the Lord.

You don't really care for music do ya?

They were moving to together so well, Brennan was getting the idea quickly, although it's not like she needed help, she knew very well how to slow dance.

Well it goes like this

The fourth the fifth

The minor fall the major lift

The baffled king composing Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

For some reason the lyrics started to remind her of Zach and that horrible day when he admitted what he had done. She slowly moved her head to rest on Booths chest, listening to his heart beating, reminding her that it was all ok now; she was in his arms and its ok now.

Used to live alone before I knew ya

But I've seen your flag on the marble arch

As she moved her head onto his chest he was starting to get more comfortable. The words playing through the room were putting him at ease, a little too at ease. She lifted her head to look at him.

Our love is not a victory march

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

He needed to break this up a bit before he did something that would change everything, "Bones I'm going to spin you now", she nodded slowly, trusting him completely. He moved away from her and spun her around, bringing her body back to his with unintentional force, making her body closer to his than before, not to mention how close her lips were to his. He looked down briefly at her lips.

It's not a cry you hear at night

It's not someone who's seen the light

It's a cold, and broken Hallelujah

Why did she ask him to stay? Why did he pick this song? Why couldn't she have just let him go home? These questions were running through her head as she stared into his dark soul piercing eyes.

The song was coming to an end and they were still dazing into each other's eyes. Booth realised the song had ended, so in true chivalry style he dipped her slowly his eyes never leaving hers.

As he slowly brought her back up his lips inched closer to hers, he eyes had now dipped down to look at her lips, observing how pink and full they looked. He moved toward her slowly tell let her pull back, but she never did. His lips slowly but surely covered hers.

It was like heaven on earth she had waited almost four years for him to do this and the moment had finally come, his lips were softer then she had imagined. She slowly started to kiss him back moving her lips against his and then started to deepen the kiss a little, moving her tongue against his lips wanting entrance. He obeyed straight away opening his mouth letting her deepen the kiss.

Finally they moved apart, the need for air overwhelming. Her hand was still in his and his hand still on her hips, although it had made it's under she top a little. She moved back slightly, but not enough so that he couldn't feel her breath hitting his now wet lips.

"And that's how you slow dance" Booth smiled at her with those words. All she could do was smile back at him and lean in for another earth shattering kiss.