This is the sequel to Back to Ruin a Good Thing, so those of you who haven't read the first one and don't understand, that's why

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Booth moved towards Brennan's bed, about an hour after Angela had left her side. Brennan was sleeping, and when she felt the footsteps, her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled when she saw Booth. Booth smiled and pressed his lips to her forehead. Brennan smiled at the gesture.

"Booth, even though I was a bit confused last time I saw you, from the amnesia, I would just like to let you know that... Sully chose to leave me, and you have never abandoned me. It took me a while to realise it, but, you're the only person for me. Sully was nice, but he, just sailed off into the sunset, didn't even think to stay with me, and I know you'd never do that".

Booth could hardly believe his ears. He hadn't expected Brennan to be so definite, so soon. He had hoped, of course, but this was incredible. And suddenly, he had the courage to tell Brennan something he wished he had thought to tell her four years ago, before Michael, before David, before Will Hastings, before Sully had even lost his previous partner.

"Bones, I know that you don't like to believe in things that can't be measured in a beaker, things like God..."

"Booth", Brennan interjected. "God is just a non-existent symbol for people to worship so that they believe that they will get into heaven, which, by the way, is a mythical place".

"ANYWAY, Bones, as I was saying, there are also things that you can't measure, but you know that they exist, things like love".

"Love is just a release of endorphins, it doesn't really exist, Booth", Brennan pointed out.

Booth's face turned red. "Well, Bones, I happen to believe in love because I know that what I feel for you is different to a partner relationship, and I know it's more than just a release of endorphins. What I feel for you is... well, it IS love, Bones. I love you".

Bones looked at his earnest face, and scoffed. "Booth, were you listening? Love doesn't exist. It's like your imaginary feeling, just like God is your imaginary friend".

If Bones had stabbed him, it couldn't have hurt more. He had just poured his heart out to her, and the way she repaid him was to scoff at him, crush his heart in an instant. And suddenly Booth felt only anger towards his partner.

"So if you're saying that love doesn't exist, then, logically..." Booth spat out, barely hiding his scorn when he reached 'logically'. "Then I can't love you. Does that sound about right?"

Bones raised an eyebrow. "There's no need to be snappy, Booth. It's a fact. Just like when I told you that talking to a headstone is useless, because the people are dead".

"Well, maybe if you feel that way, then I don't love you, and if I don't love you, then maybe I don't have any feelings for you at all", Booth yelled, not caring who heard, and indeed, a small crowd of doctors, nurses and other visitors had crowded around the door, watching the commotion.

"Well, maybe you should just leave then" Brennan yelled, she too was oblivious to the crowd outside the door. "I'll have Angela or Cam let you know when I'm back at work. Just LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Booth stormed out of the room, knocking into several doctors and nurses, his eyes beginning to fill with tears, but he was determined not to show it, for fear that once he started he would be unable to stop, and the fact that he did not want to appear weak in front of all these people. He reached his car in the parking lot, got in, and rested his head on the steering wheel. Hot tears streamed from his eyes, as he thought about Bones. His Bones. The woman who had made him so happy these last couple of months.

He also thought about Sully. How he had started all this. How if he had never returned, then Bones and Angela never would have been in that car accident, and this may never have happened. It may have eventually happened, but now that Sully was back, his Bones may fall into his arms after a break up. She had assured him this would never happen, but he couldn't help but think that she would automatically turn to him, and once she was in the relationship again, she may be less likely to give it up.

And he sat there, head on the steering wheel, looking at the floor, for several hours, until his phone beeped, a text message tone. Thinking it might be Brennan, he snatched it up, and his face fell slightly when he saw the name of the caller ID at the top. Rebecca, reminding him to pick up Parker from the park, as Rose had to leave early that day.

He turned on the engine, as he pulled away from the woman he loved more than he could say.

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