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Sequel to Angela's Giving up.

Thank you sooooo much to everyone who reviewed my last story. And to show my appreciation here is the Sequel.

To those who have not read the pre sequel can still read this and understand this fic but I would advice you to read it :p

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Thank you Angela

(3.22 am)

Footsteps were disturbing the peaceful silence of the Jeffersonian Labs, the moon's light was still glooming through the celling, creating dark shadows across the untouched areas the moon could not reach. There at the end of a small platform stood a tall figure belonging to a confused or rather scared woman. It had only been weeks since her walls of protection had crashed down. She had learnt to become independent at at very early age of teenage hood. And now somebody cared for her. She glazes at the clock centred on the table merely inches from her eyes and breathes in deeply remembering the man laying across her bed who'd wake up to discover a cold side of the bed that she vacated. 'God what I am doing' she thought. No other man would have sleep on her door step awaiting to be loved by her. No other man would have known to discover her in her fragile sobs at the cemetery confessing her defeat to love to the mother she had lost years ago. She shook her head to demolish her thoughts and continued the observation over the decomposed figure laying on the table.

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(07.10am)

Booth woke up with a smile as he remembered where he had spent the night his eyes were still shut as he searched for his loved one.

"Bones?" he whisper. His smile turns into a frown as he realises she's no longer there. His eyes slowly open as he reluctantly gets out of the warm bed. He searches the room and notices her cell is no longer charging by her bedside and immediately comes to the conclusion she had gotten up in the middle of the night and left. He breathed out in slight frustration as he knew where to locate her.

Booth returned to her bedroom and fished for jeans laying on the floor. Remembrance from the night before came flowing back to his head as he inhaled her aroma on his jeans. He had never met a woman who made him feel the way he did with just a simple touch he was in love with her and for some reason that petrified him and sent exciting shivers throughout his spine. Maybe it was the fact that she had left every guy who cared for her. Maybe it was the fact she was his "The one" but whatever it was he was ready for the wild and dangerous ride. Half an hour later he was ready to leave her apartment and with one last glaze around her bedroom he left for work.

(8.30 am)

Even though it was still early in the morning Brennan's eyes were beginning to feel sore. People were starting to arrive and making their way to their perspective offices.

"Sweetie how long have you been here?" asked Angela as she stepped on to the platform.

Brennan was so deep in thought that Angela words went unacknowledged. Angela rolled her eyes and gently tapped Brennan on the back. Brennan looked over her shoulders and smiled at her friend. "Hi Ange. What's up?".

"How long have up been here?" asked Angela.

"Ermmm....about six years" Brennan was confused with her friend's question and its relevance and slowly acknowledge what she meant, "Since half three I think" she said and continued to investigate the bone she was holding.

"And Booth?" smiled Angela.

"Booth is....fine" Brennan hesitated "I woke up in the middle of the night to find his arms around me protectively and I felt...safe....and loved" Brennan focused on a little spot on the floor and kept her eyes on it unable to look at Angela.

"Sweetie that's what being loved is all about!" Angela walked closer to Brennan and gave her a tight hug. "He loves you" she smiled.

"And I love him" Brennan smiled "I just panicked..." Brennan immediately looked at her friend with worry in her eyes "Ange you don't think...he's going to leave me after this do you?" she asked.

"Nah of course not this is Booth were talking about Bren. You guys are meant to be" she made a gesture with her hands to simplify her meaning "Forever".

Brennan smiled and fished for a phone from her lab coat pocket.

"Booth" She heard.

"Hey...It's me...sorry about leaving...I just needed time to....think" she panicked over his silence.

"It's fine beautiful...you gotta know that I will always fight for you" he said. His gentle tone caused her heart rate to beat at its normal beat.

"So how did you're thinking go?" he asked.

"Great...my thinking came to the small conclusion that I'm in love with you" she smiled.

"Good....I'm in love with you too Temperance" his voice was full of passion and hope and Brennan knew he meant every word he said.

Angela had a wide smile planted on her face as she heard her friend's conversation with the sexy FBI agent. "Bye...I love you" she heard.

When Brennan ended the call she tilted her head at Angela who was doing some kind of victory dance on the platform unaware others were watching. Brennan laughed. Angela heard Brennan's laugh and stopped dancing. "just so you know...I want to be the godmother of your children" she smiled wickedly. Brennan rolled her eyes and said "yeah yeah....Thank you Angela" and walked away. Moments later when secured in her own office Brennan started to panic again. She didn't disagree with Angela's protest over a child to godmother. She had always said children were not for her. She just didn't see the benefit of bringing another human onto this violent world. But having a little child running around, a child that had her intelligence and looks and Booth's courage and royalty sent shivers of excitement and hope thought her body and she wanted it. She wanted Booth's baby..."Oh my God! I want a baby with Booth!" she said out loud shocked with her discovery she looked around her office and was happy to notice nobody heard her exclaims.

T.B.C.....

A/N

Okay so here's the first chapter for the sequel sorry it's really short but I hope you liked it!

Reviews helps me grow so please =D