It must have been around midnight when he heard the ghostly knock on the door, he knew who it was and got up answering in comfortable boxers and a t-shirt. Though, what he found was not what he expected to find. She had gloss in her eyes as she stares up at him trying not to let the buildup spill over. "Bones, what's wrong? Come on, come in." he ushered her in toward the couch where they sat down the worry ever present in his voice.

She won't look at him or speak only lay her head on his shoulder as the tears fall from her eyes leaving tracks. She wraps her arm around his and he is growing more concerned by the second as she finds comfort in his presence. "Bones tell me what's wrong?" he rubs her arm and back, but she remains silent. "Bones?"

He doesn't get a response and wonders what has brought on such behavior the crying and clinging was done at times, but never like this. She did this when her sensitive core was struck by something- the sensitivity she tried to hide. The time she found out her true identity and when she thought the blood in the apartment was her brother's blood-she had cried and clung to him. Though, she had never showed up at midnight to suddenly hold onto him.

"Booth?" it has been over a half hour and when she finally mumbles his last name into his cotton shirt now wet with her tears, he feels a bit of relief.

"What's wrong Bones?" He received silence again she obviously didn't want to talk about it. He looked at the top of his partner's head who continued to hold onto him. He lowered his voice to a whisper trying a different approach. "It's going to be o.k. Bones."

She shook her head back and forth no ever the slightest while she bit her lip all the while Booth's frustration at her secret within grew. Though, he knew with time all secrets were revealed. An hour had passed with mute Brennan clinging to him, he had laid back on the couch and let her hold him-only to have her fall asleep her head on his chest. He reach for the remote to turn off the television and suddenly Brennan jump her body rigid ready to defend herself.

"Bones, Bones, it's just me." Her eyes wild with fear meet Booth's and she relaxes, her eyes calming along with her labored breathing. Only leaving Booth wondering what the hell happened to her, but knowing that would come in time right now she needed him. Brennan was awake he took the moment to move them to the bed where they would both be more comfortable for the night. He wasn't letting her stay alone tonight and he had a feeling she wasn't leaving.

He pulled the comforter back for her and she climb in quickly looking waiting for him-making sure she wasn't going to be alone. She felt the mattress sway under his weight next to her she didn't move but only stare ahead in the fetal position as she felt an arm graze her hip as he wrap it around her. Soon his other arm slid underneath her, now embracing her completely. She silently took his hand in hers and squeezed it as she slid back a bit closing any space between them.

She didn't let his hand go as she wiped the remaining tears from her eyes and she didn't speak of what happened-that could wait until tomorrow. Tonight she needed him to be there for her, he was the one person who knew what she would need without her uttering a word and it was alright that she needed comfort tonight. The inevitable morning and all that would come with it wasn't going to be here for at least five more hours.

What the heck happened to Bones? I have an idea...let me know if I should continue?