A/N: This was originally written pre-spoilers and I considered changing 'Jenny' to 'Hannah' - but that would provide spoilers, which I attempt to avoid (at least in my writing). Some chapters might be short, but I wrote this a few months ago, and since then, chapter length has increased. Please Enjoy :D

Chapter 1... 'Late'

It had been 364 days since she had last seen him. Tomorrow. She thought to herself. You'll see him tomorrow, and everything will be as it was a year ago, the only thing that will be different is that you know you belong with him.

"Brennan?"

Brennan came to. She'd once again fallen asleep at her desk.

"Brennan, it's after 8. You should go home!"

Angela made her way into Brennan's office and ushered her out. After arriving back in the States, all Brennan wanted to do before seeing Booth was to throw herself into her work, concentrate on another passion of hers.

"Sweetie, he'll be back when he's back. You can't change that. But you need to look after yourself, and you can't do that by staying at the lab." Brennan just gave her a disapproving look. "Bren, you got off that plane at six this morning. You haven't eaten, or been home and changed, or showered..."

At that moment, Brennan cut in. "I showered in the decontamination shower."

Angela just stared back at Brennan, shaking her head. "Don't you want to look good for him for your date tomorrow?"

"It's not a date, Ange, it's a meeting."

"It's a prearranged gathering by two partners who are secretly in love with each other. Bren, if that's not a date, then I don't know what one is!"

Angela sat down on the couch, and Brennan slumped down next to her.

"He's probably met someone over there. They're probably madly in love, engaged or even married by now!"

Angela looked disapprovingly at Brennan, showing her dislike to that comment.

"So what if he did? The moment he sees you, he'll forget this chick and run straight into your arms. You'll kiss passionately, entangling yourselves, the way you've always dreamed. Everything will be perfect. And then you'll get married and have kids and..."

"You know I don't believe in marriage, Angela!"

"Not even to Booth? If I were you, I'd do everything in my power to stop him from possibly looking at any other woman in a slightly sexual way!"

"But I'm not you. I'm Me, Dr Temperance Brennan of the Jeffersonian."

"No, sweetie, you're Dr Temperance Brennan, the love of Booth's life!"

Brennan playfully slaps Angela, and succumbs to the idea of going home to sleep.

The night was restless for Brennan. All her dreams either ended with her and Booth being happy, or her being completely devastated by Booth. In her stomach, she knew something was not right, but ignored it, thinking it's just because we've been apart for so long. This thought reassured her, and as soon as day broke, Brennan knew that the day was going to be perfect.

Booth's plane was getting in at 10, and they were meeting at 6pm, shortly before the sun was due to set, at the reflecting pool. Angela had offered Brennan a lift, but she gracefully refused, clearly stating "I'm an adult, I can look after myself, and if I need help, Booth will be there to provide it, as always!" Brennan spent the most part of the day fussing over what to wear, changing her outfit several times before settling on a nice, sensible, casual dress and heels.

Brennan sat by the coffee cart, clutching a throw away cup, waiting anxiously for Booth to arrive. He'll appear in the distance, and come rushing towards me. He's just running late... that's it, late. It was 6:15 already, and Booth was still not there. It was starting to get cold, and as she started to shiver, Brennan went over the scenario again in her head, how it would play out.

'Booth, there's something I need to tell you. I knew the moment that I stepped onto that plane to go to Indonesia that I'd made the wrong choice. I shouldn't have let you leave, I shouldn't have let you let me go. We belong together and I know that now. I care for you, Booth, in a way I've never cared about anyone before. It's not love, not yet, but I know that someday, it will be love. I need you in my life Booth. I need you to catch me when I fall, like you promised me.' The silence would ensue, followed by Booth pulling her in for a tender kiss.' I love you, Bones. I will never let you fall... never.'

Brennan was so lost in her fantasy that she didn't realise the time. It was almost 7, and the sun was long gone. Brennan's heart sank as she realised Booth wasn't coming to rescue her. He'd broken his promise.

Brennan reached for her phone. She searched through the numbers, cautiously deciding which one to call.

"Can you come and pick me up, Angela. I'm at the Reflecting Pool. Please hurry!" The last words were almost a whisper as the despair of being left alone dawned on her. She collapsed into a fit of tears on the bench.

When Angela saw Brennan curled up on the park bench, she asked no questions.

"Come on sweetie, let's get you home" said Angela as she helped Brennan up and drove her home.