This story will be told from Booth's point of view.

This story starts with the first case that Booth and Brennan worked together on and if I do this right, it will end somewhere in season seven. I'm not going to do every episode as that seemed a little daunting to me. I will start out doing the first ten episodes and then pick the ones that I think have an impact on Booth's life the most.

Please don't expect me to post every day like I normally do with my stories. I have to re-watch each episode for each chapter I want to write about and work is very hectic right now. I will try to post as often as possible though.

I hope you find this entertaining.

I don't own Bones.

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I've always thought of diaries as something young girls write in. I was talking to Pops the other day and I told him I was going to try to give up gambling. I know it's going to be tough and I don't know if I'm going to succeed; but, I am going to try. Pops said that after the war, he'd discovered that he had a problem with alcohol. Well, my Grandmother had told him he had a problem with alcohol. Anyways, my Grandmother had bought a diary for Pops to use while he tried to give up drinking. Pops wrote down his thoughts in the diary every day. Some were about his fight giving up the hard stuff and some were about his life. Pops bought this diary for me and asked me to try it. He said that writing down his thoughts helped him; so, he hopes it will help me. I guess I'll try it. Don't expect me to write in this diary every day. I'm a busy guy; but, I'll try to write when I really need to let off some steam.

I might as well start now. I want to give up gambling. I'd like to cut down on my drinking too. That isn't a problem right now; but, it could be later so I'll work on that too. I smoke too. Well, cigars. I don't think I'll try to give that up. That'd be like piling on.

Why do I want to give up gambling? Good question. I met the most beautiful woman I've ever met. Cam told me about her. She's a forensic anthropologist. Yeah, I know, an egghead. I wasn't getting anywhere with the Gemma Arrington case and it was driving me nuts. That damn judge killed her and I couldn't prove it. The FBI squints tried; but, they just couldn't find any proof. Cam told me about Temperance Brennan at the Jeffersonian because she knew I had reached a dead end and Caroline wanted me to concentrate on other cases. I didn't want to let this one go. I wanted justice for Gemma. If I didn't get it for her, then she wasn't going to get it.

I met Dr. Temperance Brennan and I have to say, I was gob smacked. Yeah. What else can I call it. She turned out to be the smartest person I've probably ever met. She knows her stuff. I talked her into looking into the case.

While we were working on the case, I started to think about what it would be like to make love to her. Did I mention that she's beautiful?

Yeah, I just looked back and I did mention that. Oh well. It's worth repeating. I think she was interested in me too.

During our investigation, Temperance hit the judge on the nose. He pissed her off and she hit him. Man, that was hot. What can I say. The judge deserved it. Caroline made me fire her. When I fired Temperance, I thought we might hook up; but, she said no. We did kiss and I definitely wanted more. She didn't.

After that, I really wanted to lose myself in the pool hall or maybe a good poker game; but, it hit me that when she turned me down and left me standing in the rain, that I didn't want to gamble anymore. Not on pool and not on cards. I want Dr. Temperance Brennan. She's what I want and gambling has now become less exciting to me. Who needs gambling? Well, I did and maybe I still do; but, I really want Temperance more. She is the gamble I want to take. Wow, that sounds cheesy. I guess that doesn't matter. I'm the only one who's ever going to read this so I guess I can write what I want.

Oh, I've decided to call Dr. Temperance Brennan, Bones. It's what she works with and Temperance is a mouthful.

Well, anyways, even though I fired Bones, she sent over some stuff that could help me go after the judge. I showed it to Caroline and she had me rehire Bones and her squints.

Bones proved that the judge murdered Gemma. Man, we got that smug bastard. Caroline was happy. I was happy. I don't know about Bones. She seemed to be satisfied with the results.

I started to worry that we didn't have enough proof and I got pushy with Bones. She pushed back. I said some things that I shouldn't have. She got pissed and hit me. Oh yeah, she called me a stupid man and she said she'd never work with me again.

I really screwed that up.

I'm going to go to gambler's anonymous meetings, starting tonight.

Bones thinks we're through and we may be; but, I'm going to try to get us back together. Even if I can't have her as a lover, I sure would like to work with her again. She's brilliant and if I could get her to work with me as my partner I'm pretty sure my career with the FBI would take off. I'd like to specialize in the cases that no one else wants. I need Bones to do that.

I'm going to wait until I have a case that she won't be able to resist. It's going to have to be a really tough case so it may take awhile; but, I will get one of those sooner or later. When I do, then watch out, Bones isn't going to know what hit her.

In the mean time, NO GAMBLING. I'm serious. I have to be.

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What do you think? Does this sound interesting?