~Te amo. Amas me too?~

~This is my first attempt at a fan-fiction in this kind of writing. I have another one I wrote before this, but this one turned out better than the other one, probably since the other is a chaptered one, so...:)

This one is what I thought happened after Booth & Brennan finished up their little ah, moment in bed during "The Hole in the Heart". I figured it could kind of be their morning aftermath/chat or whatever. Hope you like it! Also, for anyone who wanted to know, the title of this one-shot: "Te amo. Amas me too?" stands for "I love you. Do you love me too?"

A/N: Also, if you wanted me to continue this as a story, just tell me in reviews! I have a plan for a second one-shot, continuing from where the Season 6 finale left off. I'll post it here as well, and if a story is wanted, I'll continue from there. I won't be a super quick poster, because it takes me awhile to get reaaalllyy good writing ideas, but if you did want a multi-chapter one, I can try to get it a new chapter or two posted every week. And now, on to the (current) one-shot!

She was like a drug to him. Not just her in general, but the feeling of her fingers trailing across his skin, clutching for a hold. Her soft lips, pressed hard against his. Her body, her warm skin, crushing ever so closer. The sound of her voice, calling his name over and over as they came together, moving as one. And...he couldn't get her out of his mind. Nothing would work. Not blaring music, not distracting himself with TV, not even a cold shower. The woman in question, however, was still slumbering in the bedroom, having not yet woken, and he didn't dare return. He knew that if he did, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from pulling her close and repeating their actions. That night was, yes, full of passion and lust, and although she would probably still deny it, love, six years of pent up sexual energy finally being released, but at what cause? An intern dying? Her sadness about it, causing her to come into his bedroom at 4:47 in the morning? That wasn't the way it should have happened, although he had to admit, he was glad that it had. Bright, vivid memories of them flooded his mind, and a soft smile played across his lips. He allowed the memories to tease him for a moment before forcing them away. Looking down, he groaned softly, realizing he'd have to go take another cold shower to rid his body of the consequences that just thinking of what had happened that night had gone and done.

In the bedroom, a soft yawn caused her to blink her sparkling gray-blue eyes open. Sitting up, her brain shot images at her, images that instantly made her relax. Her body tingled as it remembered the feel of him touching her in places she had always wanted him to touch. Sighing in pleasure, she snuggled back down into the sheets, wishing he'd come back to join her, to curl her up to his side like he had before, to kiss her in earnest, the way she was desperate for him to do. Hearing the sound from a stream of water that could only be associated with a shower, she reluctantly sat up again. An idea played through her mind as she scrambled out of the bed, tiptoeing quietly down the hall. Sneaking into the bathroom, she slipped up to the shower curtain.

"Bones?" His voice echoed slightly in the small bathroom, and without a word, she stepped behind the curtain into the tub and wrapped her arms delicately around his waist. She felt him stiffening, his abdominal muscles clenching underneath her teasing fingertips.

"Are you going to come back to bed?" She whispered, nuzzling her head against his neck invitingly. It was tempting for him, and she knew it. He shifted in her grasp so that he was facing her. Very gently, he kissed her, but as she began to trail her fingers across his chest seductively, he pushed her back.

"Not now, Bren. We have to catch Broadsky," A different nickname coming from his lips startled her, and she backed away from him, a tiny twinge of hurt and rejection flashing through her eyes. She turned and slipped out of the shower, running back to the bedroom, trying to calm herself. She was being irrational. All that had happened that night was due to an emotional imbalance. Snatching her clothes, she began to pull them on with shaking fingers. Arms wrapping around her, pinning her own arms to her sides caused her to flinch. "Temperance. Just because I said not now doesn't mean I don't want to. I'm just saying that we don't have time right now." His voice was a whisper, close to her ear. She ignored him, breaking away to finish pulling on her shirt. "Plus, we'd end up being really late for work, and Angela would end up figuring something out. She'd never leave us alone." That one got her to turn around. Tilting her head, she gave him a funny look.

"She'll only find out if I tell her, Booth, and I won't be telling her," She stated, smirking. He smiled at her, pulling her closer to kiss her before letting her go so he could find his own clothes. As she finished dressing, moving to leave, he spun her around.

"We need to talk about this, Bones." He said, looking her right in the eyes. "Was that just a one night fling? Due to emotional issues? Or are we done with that damn line?" He asked, pulling her onto his lap as he sat down on the couch. "Because, I would much rather be done with that damn line. I can't stand it anymore. I want it gone for good." He saw relief and happiness in her eyes.

"Are you asking me if we are in a committed, intimate, monogamous, long-term relationship?" She raised an eyebrow. "In my opinion, I would have to say hell yes, and let the damn line go to hell." He started laughing at her response, and a confused look that he thought was adorably cute crossed her face.

"Nice choice of words there, Bones. But, I must admit, I like it. Now come on. We've got a killer to catch," He lifted her off of his lap and stood up. As they exited his apartment he slipped one arm around her waist, anchoring her to him, and they spent the rest of the way to the SUV pressed together like that. As they were about to get in, she turned her gray-blue eyes on him.

"I love you, Booth," She said, praying he still felt the same. The hesitant silence that overtook the peaceful morning caused her to worry, and her eyes fell towards the SUV. As she turned to get in, she heard the sound of his voice behind her.

"I love you too, Bones, and that will never change,"

A/N 2: So! What did you think? I know I probably could make it longer, but I kind of like how it turned out. Yeah, I know they didn't talk much, I can always remove this story and edit it later for more talking, but I figured since they were almost late for work, and didn't want to be caught by the others...xD Anyways, please review!

A/N 3: Okay, I just realized, Brennan is a little out of character. I tried to place her in character, but the whole shower thing is something she probably wouldn't do. Her reaction to him saying not now, and her whole relationship answer thing probably would've been something she'd say, but...If you think I need to do better in placing her in character, please tell me in reviews, and I'll try my hardest!