A/N: I'm so sorry for the delay in the sequel for Breaking up an moving on!!! I have no excuse, I was a very bad, bad author!!! So here it is, the first chapter, and I'm already working on the second. It should be up by next week. And also, the winner for my challenge was Kates Master. Congradulations, girl!!!

For those who haven't read "Breaking up and Moving on": you'll be a little confused because this is the sequel, so if you want, check out the first fic.

I used the song "You again" by Kate Havnevik to inspire me. Check it out, it works very well with the chapter!

A huge shout out for Juniper375 for been my beta on this fic!!! You rock, girl!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, only the first season DVD.

Seeley Booth dropped himself in the right chair by the window. Flying was always a bad experience for him, and in this very early morning he was planning on sleeping through the whole flight. The sun wasn't even up, the plane was still in the airport and yet, he already regretted getting up from his bed.

The dreadful phone call was placed three days ago, but it still felt like it hours ago.

Brennan and Sully left for a much deserved vacation two months after the proposal. He wanted Central America, she wanted Asia. They agreed on England. She wanted two weeks, he wanted four. They settled for three. He wanted to visit London; she wanted to see the ancient castles, churches and museums. They decided to spend their time on a luxurious bed and breakfast on the countryside.

One week and half after their arrival, phone calls were placed to the team. Angela was the first to get it, and she squealed with happiness, promising to pass on the message to Hodgins and Zach. His phone call was on the same day, different time.

He was sitting in his office, nurturing a bad cup of FBI coffee when his cell phone rang. When the familiar voice came through, his heart skipped a beat. Temperance.

Since the day she cared for him when he was drunk they haven't spoken. She tried, but he wouldn't talk to her. He needed time to put himself completely together. When she was leaving for her vacation, a letter was left for him in his office, telling him where she was going, how long she was staying, where he could reach her, not that he would. The letter ended with hugs and kisses, and it was signed Bones. His Bones.

He spent most of his days emerged in his work, occupying his head with anything but her. But when that phone call came, his efforts turned out to be pointless. Just the sound of her voice was enough to drive him to the edge. The sweet melody that kept him up all night was back to haunt him.

First she commented on the bad weather, saying it changed from sun to rain in seconds. Then she talked about the inn, saying it was a lovely, also huge place and that she got a lot of rest. He knew she was stalling to tell him something important, but he didn't care. He would let her rant about dirt if she wanted, just to prolong the phone call.

But then her tone got a bit more serious, indicating she was ready to tell him whatever it was she was holding back before.

"Booth?" she called sweetly, checking to see if she had his attention.

"Yes?" he answered, expectantly. He wished she would just blurt everything out in her usual method.

"Booth, Sully and I talked a lot and …"

"Whatever it is just say it Bones," he said, desperate for her to just say it.

"We're getting married," she said fast, "Within a week and a half, here in England". There was a pause in the other side of the phone, and she dreaded that he had hung up.

"Oh..." was the only thing he could say at that moment. She was getting married? But, why? What was the hurry? Then a thought crossed his mind… "Are you pregnant?"

"What?" she asked in a piercing tone.

"Well, I'm just wondering why you're in such a hurry. That's all," he said, fully aware of how lame his attempt to question her was.

"No, Booth, I'm not pregnant. We just decided that, if we're doing this, why not do it here? It's a beautiful place, we're already on vacation and we don't want a big wedding, so…" she wasn't sure why she felt that she needed to explain herself to him, but something compelled her to do it.

"So you're getting married in less then two weeks in England?" he wanted to take the judging tone out of his voice but found that he couldn't. Why was she doing this?

"Yes Booth. And the reason why I'm calling is because I want my friends to be here, including you," especially you, she said mentally.

"I don't know if I can get off of work…" he lied, knowing full well that he had a lot of days to take. What he couldn't voice was how much it would hurt to see her walk down that aisle.

"Come on Booth, I know you have extra days," she said, her tone pleading. You know me too well, he thought. "Please, come? I need you here too," she said honestly. And it was the truth. She refused to do anything without him. She found that she just… couldn't.

He could tell she was being honest with him. She needed him, but could he do that? Could he watch her place a wedding ring on another man's finger, and swear her love for him? He still loved her, which was no secret because everyone knew that. But how far was he willing to go for her? Did he love her enough to let her go?

He did, with every breath he took to calm his rapidly beating heart; he knew he loved her enough.

"I'll call Angela and set up the flight details," he said and could almost hear her smile through the phone.

"You don't know how much this means to me, Booth," she said softly, and he could feel in her voice the emotions. Who knew Temperance Brennan could turn into such a loving woman? And he could proudly say that he had everything to do with the wonderful transformation. "Bye Booth," she said in a sweet way.

"Bye Bones," and he put the phone back in the cradle, dropping himself in his office chair.

Three days latter, everyone was ready the very long trip they were about to take. Angela had set up the tickets and the flight reservations, warning everybody not to be late. Being extremely excited for her best friend, she had spend the remaining days planning the wedding, knowing for sure that Brennan wasn't even thinking about doing that. Surfing the internet, Angela had come across everything she needed.

While the plane was taking off, Booth stole a glance at the person sitting next to him. The soft breathing told Booth that sleep had taken over, and a snoring brought a smile on his lips. He had been truly delighted that Brennan had invited Parker for the wedding as well as Rebecca. The poor boy was awoken with a lot of reluctance, and only agreed to get out of bed after his mom told him it was the day they were traveling to see Tempe.

It was both odd and surprising to Booth to see how his exes got along, as well as his son with Brennan. She had taken a lot of respect in Rebecca for the independent nature the blonde had, and Rebecca had taken a liking in Brennan's blunt way of being honest. They had gotten along despite Booth's hesitance in the beginning. As for Parker, it was impossible for Brennan to resist the mini-Booth, and the boy had fallen for her in his own childish way just as quickly as the father.

Hodgins and Zach had fought not to seat next to each other, but ended up together anyway. Angela had sat with Rebecca in order to discuss "girly stuff" as Hodgins had pointed out. The pair was extremely excited, as well as annoyingly loud, what caused a few kicks in the chair made by Booth, sitting behind them.

They had taken an early flight in order to get to London by the afternoon. From the airport they would take the rental cars Angela booked in order to take the road to the inn where Brennan and Sully were.

It would be a long time until they landed now, and considering his sleeping companion he had no alternative but to entertain himself. A book was out of question given that he didn't pack any, and the movie being showed would probably bore him to death. So instead he turned his Ipod on and the sound of "Hot Blooded" came through the head phones.

"Can't a guy catch a break?" he murmured under his breath.

Reclining the chair to a laying position he threw his head back and changed the song, hoping for a trip with Brennan-free thoughts.

Who was he kidding?

England is such a romantic country!!! I thought everyone would get it right because of my pen name. I will be using Rebecca for the fic because I wanted another female, but Cam just wouldn't work for me. I'm not copying Goldpiece's idea from "What happens is Vegas", I already asked for her permission, because I think it's the right thing to do, okay? Leave me your ideas, your suggestion, anything!!! I love to know what you think!!! And give me ideas you want for the wedding!!!