Author's Note: It has been absolutely ages since I've written... I've been suffering long term writers block! This story is going to be a series of one shots - some emotional, some romantic, some thrilling. Let me know your thoughts.

Appendix

It was a Friday evening in Washington DC and Seeley Booth and Temperance Brennan had just left the Hoover building feeling relatively satisfied with the solving of yet another case. After working throughout the entire of Thursday night; the both of them felt completely and utterly exhausted.

"Would you like to grab some dinner before heading home, Bones?" asked Booth, holding the umbrella above both of their heads as they walked towards the SUV in the rain.

"Mmmm... I think that's quite possibly the best thing you've suggested all day. Where would you like to go?" Brennan replied, stopping by the SUV and pressing a soft kiss to Booth's cheek out of appreciation.

"There's a new Italian restaurant that has just opened in Georgetown, I wouldn't mind checking it out. I'm thinking that you need a nice, somewhat romantic evening out after working as incredibly hard as you did on that case the last few days."

She had never been a very romantic person and wasn't very interested in the past clichés that generally come to mind when you think of the word 'love,' but when it came to Seeley Booth all of the imaginary walls that she had surrounded herself with came crashing down like a building in the middle of an earthquake.

"Earth to Temperance Brennan... anyone home?" Booth's voice bought her back to reality. "Sure, that sounds absolutely fantastic." Replied Brennan still not completely with it after her brief daydream about how aesthetically pleasing Special Agent Seeley Booth really was and how he made her melt with desire.

The car trip was very brief; conversations between the two fell to a low, both too exhausted to talk. Rather they both got lost in their own thoughts – thinking about the past case, what they had planned for the weekend and finally how happy they would feel upon climbing into bed after a very long and draining week.

Soon after the pair had been seated a tall, medium built, young man by the name of Ben approached the table and asked to take their order.

"How can I help you two this evening?" questioned the waiter.

"Can I please have a small roasted vegetable lasagne and a glass of champagne?" replied the Doctor with slight impatience; after all she hadn't eaten in around five hours.

"For you sir?"

"Ahhh...an eye fillet mignon with a side of vegetables and a light beer, thank you."

The two exchanged mindless conversation while dinner was being eaten and the two left at around 9pm; feeling very satisfied with their meals and both ready for a good night's rest upon their arrival home.

3:35am

Brennan awoke with a sharp stabbing pain in her right side; she laid down and tried to breathe through the pain.

"Booth..."

"Seeley..."

"Booth!" she screeched after another wave of pain overwhelmed her tall, slender frame.

No response.

She manoeuvred both of her legs over the side of the bed, hissing when her bare feet hit the freezing floor boards that lay beneath her.

"Temperance, what's wrong?" Booth questioned. In the whole six years that he had known Brennan, he had never heard her yell out to him in such desperation. His heart beat became erratic, knowing that something was wrong with Bones; his Bones made his alpha male tendencies come out into the limelight.

He turned to his right and saw light shining through the crack of the door that lead to their ensuite. He flung back on the covers and removed himself from the bed swiftly to find out what was going on with the most important woman in his life.

"I... I think I'm suffering from Appendicitis, Booth. I..." She trailed off, breathlessly, hauling herself over the toilet bowl once again.

Seeley Booth being the generous, caring person that he was went and sat behind her and reassured her that everything was going to be okay.

"Sharp stabbing pains in your right side? Don't speak just shake your head."

She nodded.

He collected a wash cloth out of the cupboard under the basin and ran it under cold water for her. Booth knew that she hated having people do things for her but at this point in time she didn't have a say towards anything. He was going to look after her.

"I am quite capable of getting my things organised by myself, Booth, I'm not a child," she protested.

"I know, Bones, you're a gorgeous woman who needs to take some time and slow down."

"Booth!" She stood up and collected her dressing gown and left Booth to lock the door while she hopped in the car with a blanket wrapped around her.

5am.

Brennan had been admitted to theatre straight away. The doctors had said that her appendix was very well enlarged and that surgery had to be done otherwise she ran the risk of it bursting.

I hate when she's in pain. I'd take all of her pain away from her if I could. She doesn't deserve any of this. I know that this could happen to anyone, hell, I've been through it myself... but that doesn't mean she deserves it.

"Agent Booth?"

She's so beautiful... the way that she always protests when you try and help her. Wow... the sincere look of concentration that she has over her delicate features when she's looking at those bones...

"Seeley?"

A familiar voice bought him back from his racing mind; Brennan's doctor.

"Is she okay? Is she out? Where is she? Can I see her?"

"Yes, Seeley, she's fine. She's out in recovery now and you're welcome to go and see her when you're ready. She's been asking about you."

"Thank you!"

With that he was off – as fast as his tall, muscular legs would allow him.

Booth walked into the recovery ward to see her with arms wide open.

"Seeley..."

The two exchanged a long, passionate and tender kiss as if they hadn't seen each other in a few days.

"How are you feeling, Bones?"

"Even better now that you're here," she replied, squeezing his hand gently.

They exchanged a gentle kiss and Booth laid down gently next to Brennan; not once letting go of her hand.