This story starts before "Mastodon in the Room" and runs through season 6.

Booth is talking to someone, who will be revealed in the last chapter. I wanted to fill in those little gaps, the writers left throughout season 6, that we were supposed to use our imagination to fill in. I don't cover every episode, I just covered the holes in the episodes that I felt needed to be filled. If you haven't seen season 6 yet, it would be best if you skip this story. Thanks.

I don't own Bones.

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I always fuss at Bones for leading with her brain and not with her heart; but, somehow, doing just that has really got me into a lot of trouble. I have always been sort of impulsive and that is what drove Rebecca up the wall when I was with her; but, come on, how was I to know that providing myself with protection from how I feel about Bones would turn out so wrong.

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I met Hannah in Afghanistan. She was doing what reporters seem to always be doing. She was sticking her nose into some else's very dangerous business. If me and my guys hadn't come by when we did, she would be dead now. She would be just one more dead reporter in a war zone. When we found her crouched down behind a wall, being shot at, we worked our way around the area looking for the shooter. We found him and took him out. He was 17 years old. I wasn't very happy when I found that out. He should have been in school, not out on the street trying to kill someone because she was stupid enough to want to take pictures of his leader. Anyways, once we determined that there wasn't any more danger to the reporter we picked her up and took her back to HQ. Man, Colonel Price was pretty pissed. He hates reporters. He threatened to revoke her credentials. It didn't seem to phase her though. I started to talk to her and found out she had been to Philadelphia and Pittsburgh. We talked about some places that were worth seeing there and I found out that she was real nice.

After about a week or so, Hannah and I decided to sort of date. She was lonely and I sure as hell was too. I hadn't received one word from Bones. Nothing. Bones had always told me that she valued my friendship above everything else in her life. She said she needed to be able to count on my not abandoning her friendship and yet she didn't write me or call me. I had given Bones my IPO address and told her once she got where she was going to write me. I would write her back and even call her if she could get me her phone number. I waited but never heard from her. At first I thought she was too busy or excited to write. Then after awhile I guess I started to believe that Bones really didn't like me anymore. I guess I scared Bones when I asked her to take a chance outside of the Hoover Building. I just thought after five years she would at least try. It's not like I asked her to marry me. I just asked her to take a chance on us. I knew not to push her; but, when would have been the right time to talk about us? I love her, in fact, I love her more than she will ever know. I just got tired of waiting and hoping. It's hard to live on hope. Well I made a mess of things that's for sure.

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After five months went by and still no word from Bones I guess I just sort of gave up. Here was Hannah right in front of me. She made it known to me that she was interested in me. It had been a long time since a beautiful woman had actually told me I was interesting. Hannah was hard to resist. It was kind of dumb to make out under a palm tree; but, it was in a walled in enclosure so I guess it was private enough. I just hate Hannah telling people we had sex under a palm tree. It makes me sound young and stupid. I hope I'm not stupid. Maybe I am though. I kept dating Hannah even though I knew I loved someone else.

After about 6 months into my Afghanistan tour, I got a call from Caroline. Cam was in trouble. Caroline needed me to come back to D.C. To tell you the truth, I had already made up my mind that I had had enough. I know I signed up for a year; but, I had Caroline draw up my enlistment papers for me and she was smart enough to put in a clause that said I could quit and go home whenever I wanted to. What was the Army going to do? They wanted me. I didn't ask for the job in Afghanistan. Caroline told me I was old enough and smart enough to know that I needed a way to quit, if I needed it. God bless her, she was right. Colonel Price pitched a major fit when I told him I was going home. I told him too bad. I had enough. I missed my son and I was going home. He wasn't gracious at all; but, I didn't care.

When I told Hannah I was going home, she gave me the big speech about how she loved me; but, she was a career reporter and she could never leave her job and go back with me to D.C. She was a nomad and it would kill her to settle down. I told her I understood. I did too.

To tell the truth, when Hannah said she was staying in Afghanistan, I was relieved. When I got home, I hoped Bones would be there, ready to take up where we left off. I know that she didn't want to date me or anything; but, I guess I figured if we continued our partnership, I could give her the time she needed to see that we could be a couple. The stupid part of my plan was to let Bones know that I was seeing someone else. I even had a picture of Hannah to show Bones. I thought if Bones saw that someone else was interested in me, she might start to see me in another light. Maybe if I had a girlfriend, Bones would be a little bit jealous. Dumb, dumb, dumb.

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