A/N: My muse just wouldn't let this go. And thus, I join the ranks of after-finale fics. I'm still completely thrilled where this season ended and I can not wait to see where we get to go for season 7! And since I can't wait I'm going to make my own story. I hope you enjoy!

If it weren't for Effie I don't think I would have posted this. She's a great friend and a great beta and I'm thrilled that you've agreed to help me take my story and make it great.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones. And I've finally come to terms with the fact that I probably never will.

There was no way she could deny it any longer. She was, after all, an expert in the human body and the changes she had slowly began to see and feel take place in her own meant only one thing. And she was terrified. It had been twenty-six days since the laws of physics had first been broken between them and there wasn't any doubt in her mind that was when the bang had happened.

She still wasn't sure she could believe the last twenty-six days had actually happened. The daze she had been functioning in was suddenly forming into a different type of daze and she couldn't help but smile at the possibilities this brought her to her future. Their future.

"Can you just?"

She leaned into him and let the tension leave her body as his arms found their way around her. She rested her head on his broad chest and let the anxiety of the last twelve hours pour out of her. The sobs shook her body as she felt Booth's hand rub gently on her back and they leaned on his bed. His arms moved her into a position that had her curling into his side and one of his hands pulled his comforter up around their bodies, cocooning them in a sense of warmth and comfort.

"It's okay Bones," his voice whispered against her hair, "it's going to be okay."

She continued to sob against his chest, his whispered words easing her mind in a way that only he could. When her cries finally quieted neither made a move to release the other from their grips.

They stayed quiet for several moments as Brennan drew lines lightly against his chest using her hand that rested there. "I'm sorry I cried all over you. Do you want to change? You would probably be more comfortable out of a wet shirt."

"I'm fine," Booth answered quietly, his eyes closed, head resting against hers. "We should probably get some sleep."

"Yes." Brennan agreed and for a moment thought he would release her to allow her to return to the couch, when he didn't she laid her head on his chest, her ear just above his heart. "Thank you Booth."

"You don't have to thank me Bones," he replied, "I'm always going to be here for you. No matter what."

Brennan nodded against his chest and she felt his breaths become more and more even and she knew he had drifted off into sleep. She glanced over her shoulder at the clock on his night stand and was surprised to see that barely a half hour had passed since she had gingerly opened his door. Brennan closed her eyes and forced herself to drift off into sleep next to him.

It was in that act of going to him and relying on him that she finally released the last of her imperviousness. It had drained out of her body while she sobbed into his shirt in the early morning darkness. She had slept fitfully that night, or morning as it was, and when Booth's alarm sounded only a few hours later it jerked them both from sleep quickly.

"Morning," Booth's voice said still heavy with sleep. He had his arms still wrapped tightly around Brennan and she still gripped his shirt in her fingers. "I wonder if we have any new information to go on yet."

Brennan shrugged and attempted to stifle a yawn but failed miserably. Booth used his forefinger to pull her chin up to allow his eyes to meet hers.

"You're exhausted," he stated simply, leaving no room for argument. "You should go back to sleep."

"As should you," she replied with a sigh, knowing before he spoke what his answer would be.

"I can't. I have to find him, Bones. Before someone else gets hurt."

"It's still early," Brennan murmured, her eyes closing again, "another hour of sleep would be beneficial to both of us."

"Bones…"

"Please Booth?" Brennan pleaded, her voice sounding smaller than Booth had ever heard, "just another hour?"

There was a several second pause before Booth answered with a simple, "okay."

Brennan smiled and snuggled deeper into Booth's arms and pressed a light kiss to his chest. Her eyes flew open when she felt him inhale sharply. When she looked up at him, his eyes were focused on her. "I…I'm sorry."

"Are you?"

"I…" Brennan stammered, "I…I'm not actually. Honesty, right?"

"Right," Booth replied with a short nod his eyes studying hers intently. "Bones?"

"Yes Booth?"

"I'm going to kiss you now, if that's alright."

Instead of answering with words, Brennan leaned up and pressed her lips to Booth's. He responded immediately, melding their lips together in a frantic pace. They continued to explore each other's mouths until air became a necessity and they pulled apart both breathless.

"Wow," Booth panted, "that was…"

"Incredible," Brennan finished for him and accepted Booth's kiss as he leaned down to press his lips to hers again. This time when they pulled away for air his lips found her neck and he began peppering kisses all across her throat and neck. She responded rapidly, her hands caressing his arms and working their way up to thread in his hair, with a gentle tug she guides his lips back to hers. Then it was all a rush of hands and lips and discarded clothing until he's finished showing her the art of breaking the laws of physics.

After, when their breathing became even again they stay curled into each other, no barriers for their cooling skin.

Brennan, using her fingers traced patterns on his bare chest, sighed happily and Booth didn't even attempt to keep the smile off of his face.

"We're late." Her observation is noted with a grunt as neither move for several moments. "I need to get to the lab and you need to get to your office. We still have a killer to find."

"I know," Booth answered with another grunt and released his grip on her so she is able to sit up. Pulling the discarded sweatshirt off the ground next to the bed she pulls it over her head and Booth's smile grew even bigger. He sat up as well and pulled on her arm to bring her back to him for a kiss. "We should talk. You know, about this. Lunch?"

"I concur," Brennan replied easily, "but do you think we should make it dinner. It could be a long day."

"We have to eat lunch anyways."

"True," Brennan assured, "but I'd rather not have a rushed conversation. Not about something this important Booth. Dinner, at my place?"

"You're right," Booth agreed as he stood and pulled on his boxers. "Dinner at your place tonight." He paused when he reached the door to his room and turned around, "will you make mac and cheese?"

"Of course," Brennan said with a grin. "I'm going to go get ready, unless you need the bathroom first?"

"No," Booth answered quickly, "you go ahead. I don't think I have much in the form of breakfast food, but I'll try to whip up something. I'll drop you off at the lab on the way to the office."

"Okay." They eyed each other for a moment, both with questioning smiles on their face and it was Booth who broke the stalemate and turned to take a step towards the kitchen. Brennan called out to stop him, "Booth?" When he turned around he could tell her brain was moving at its normally rapid pace. "This…this is good, right?"

"No Bones," he answered and watched the smile slowly fade from her face before he finished his thought, "this is great."

A/N: And this is where I beg for reviews. It's true, reviews help me write and keep me motivated to continue. So if you have a second or two, let me know how I'm doing, please? Thanks!