Okay so this is my take on the Booth and Sweets interaction on the season premiere which was amazing by the way! It's definitely a way to justify the whole Hannah character, who I hate already…

For those of you who are reading my Fault in the Favor I promise I'm working on another chapter unfortunately school and work are getting in the way, this is just a short little fic that refused to let me write my paper until I typed it first. Thanks again to all those who have been reading it, you guys have been awesome.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones…although I'm beginning to wish I did.

Enjoy!

"Booth can I ask you a personal question?"

"Is this about me or you?"

"Me"

"Shoot"

"So Daisy wants to pick up where we left off, she wants…"

I don't even let him finish the sentence because I already know what he is going to say. It's the same thing I have been racking my brains about since I got back to DC, except in my case the woman is not even willing to be in a romantic relationship with me. .

"Move on."

It's all I can say. I know I jumped on that too soon and he should have seen that, but he's hurting the same way I am, his problem is that he sucks at hiding it as well as I can The words that have been rattling around in my brain for the past year come back loud and clear, I need to find someone who is willing to be with me for thirty or forty or fifty year. I need to move on and maybe the more I keep saying it the easier it will get and for a while that was true. That was my motto in Afghanistan. I was going to move on, the year away from Bones was supposed to clear my head and get me in the right position to move away from her, away from everything we could be. For a while I was able to, Hannah was great for that. I not using her I swear, I could never do that but she's just not Bones. No matter what, she's beautiful, funny, smart, pop culture savvy and caring but she's not the standard, she comes close but she can't meet it.

"Move on."

I hear Sweets repeat it, I know he thinking it over but it's not going to matter the kid can't move on from Daisy any more than I can move on from Bones, there is a reason why he dated one or two other girls, it's because none of them met his standard the same way Hannah doesn't meet mine.

"Move on Sweets."

Maybe saying it will make it truer.

"Like you did, moving on"

"Yeah Sweets like I did."

God he's supposed to be the brilliant psychologist and he can't see through that lie. Saying I've moved on doesn't make it true unfortunately. I can't move on but when first place isn't available what's left but second best. I have no idea what the future has in store for us but all I know is that I need to move on and that might be harder than I think even with Hannah in my life. It was easier in Afghanistan, Bones wasn't there all I could do was think about her, Hannah was…Hannah was something real something I could touch and that made it easier to push Bones to the back of my mind. I could never forget her, that's not possible, but at least Hannah made the pain bearable except when I dreamed about Bones, which I did a lot. It just seems like a dream is all we can ever be. All I know is that Hannah is going to be much harder to hold onto now that Bones and I are back together, even if it is just as partners.

Poor Sweets, I should have warned him I give really shitty advice when it comes to love.