Disclaimer: Unfortunately I still don't own them, but it's nearly Christmas so maybe I'll get lucky.

She had been sat at her computer for the past three hours trying to write a new chapter for her book. With her editor breathing down her neck she wanted to get one done by the end of the week so she could be left alone. However in three hours she had achieved nothing, except a letter.

Giving it up as a lost cause, at least for the night, Dr Temperance Brennan got up from her uncomfortable chair and moved to her sofa, leaving her computer switched on, and the last thing she was working on still on screen. Staying late at work had not been on her agenda, at least not tonight, but she had lost track of time. Settling herself into a semi comfortable position, Bren promptly fell asleep.

At half 7 the following morning, Angela Montenegro strolled into the Jeffersonian with every intention of beating her best friend Tempe to work. Walking to Brennan's office Ange was not really surprised to find Bren asleep on her sofa again. Sighing she opened the door, with every intention of waking the sleeping doctor; however upon seeing her computer still running and knowing she was working on her new book Angela became intrigued.

'I wonder if I'll have time to read it before she wakes.' Ange thought to herself, before deciding she would. Casually walking over to the computer, but wanting to run all the way she sat in the empty computer chair and began reading, what was not a chapter of the good doctor's new book, but something even better.

Dear Booth,

I am supposed to be writing a new chapter for my book, but it seems that until I have written this I will be unable to concentrate and get it done. So this is coming first, yes something personal is coming before work shocking I know.

I do not really know what to write, so I will start with this. There are two sides to me, there is the side that everyone sees, the one I allow everyone to see, and then there's the other side of me, the side no-one knows about, the side I keep hidden because I see it as weak.

You all see the strong confident woman, a woman who does everything she wants to do without thought for anyone else; the woman who states at every possible moment that she doesn't need anyone's help, let alone that of an alpha male. You see a person who doesn't allow herself to love because for her love leads to pain and abandonment.

The person I keep hidden is the real me so to speak, I want you to see that person. I want you to know that I do need you and all the help you offer me. All the times you have been hurt have scared me more than anything, when you were blown up by my fridge, I was afraid that just when I started to care for you and trust you, you would be ripped from my life. When you came and rescued me from Kenton, I felt a relief beyond measure; you were the only person I wanted to see. It was the same with the Gravedigger, although by then I had accepted that I cared about you, I just never knew how much.

I locked away my heart, but you just set it free, I never let anyone get close, Sully was the last person to get close but I never cared for him the way I care for you. It was because of how you had opened me that I felt able to take a chance with Sully, but my heart was never in it. I couldn't bring myself to leave with him because above all else it would have meant leaving you. I suppose the emotions I felt held me back from what my life should be, came flooding to the forefront because of your influence, and I have come to realise that they will not hold me back but make me stronger.

There is something you should know I have been approached many times to teach in Montreal but I turned them all down, The real reason why Zach was asked to go to Iraq is because I refused, please do not tell him though. He is very good but he was only asked because I recommended him, I told the president that I couldn't go because there was something here in DC that needed my continuing presence.

In case you have not guessed already that thing is you. I am sick of this little song and dance as Angela keeps calling it, that we keep doing. I want to be with you because I know you will never hurt or leave me of your own accord. When you drew that annoying metaphorical line after everything with Cam, I felt as though my whole world had come crashing down. I couldn't let you see that though, so I played it down until I was alone then I broke down (I think that's correct, that's how Ange uses it anyway).

Anyway I'm going to sleep now, I know you will never read this but maybe by putting how I feel in writing I will be able to do write my chapter. I really wish I had the courage to send this to you or to tell you how I feel; if I did I would ask you to give me a chance to show you how much I care, to give us a chance to make it work. If I could say this to you, I would tell you that I am absolutely, completely, irrationally in love with you and have been for so long.

Love Always,

Your Bones xx

Angela finished reading just as Tempe began stirring on the sofa, saving a copy quickly to the USB drive attached to her keys she moved and stood at the bottom of the couch.

"Hey Sleeping Beauty." Ange said with a smile which she couldn't remove after reading the letter.

"Hey Ange, what time is it?" came the sleepy reply.

"Quarter to 8, did u stay all night again?"

"Yeah, but I didn't get much work done." Brennan said sitting up and running her fingers through her hair.

Standing Bren began to move towards her computer with every intention of deleting what she had been working on, before Angela could read it. Instead of deleting the letter however she saved it and shut down her computer.

"I'm going to the decontamination room, for a shower if anyone asks." Bren said distractedly, walking round her office collecting spare clothing.

"Ok babe, well I'm gonna be in my office if you need me for anything." Ange replied walking off towards her office.

Once she was alone she inserted the USB drive into her computer, and pulled up the letter. Opening her internet browser she wrote an email, which consisted of only five words: You Need to Read This. Sending the email she smiled thinking to herself that today was going to be a good day.

A.N. I am supposed to be asleep, because I have Uni at 9 and have to leave at 5 to get there, damn trains. Anyhow I couldn't sleep, so I wrote instead, and after the activity for the last one why not. I don't feel this is as good, but bear in mind it was written with a sleep deprived mind so...

Depending on how this goes it may become a multi chap, so who wants to know who Ange emailed then?