A/N: So this came to me at work and originally it was going to be a oneshot but now I see it as four chapters long. For A2b, for her birthday! The Lyrics are from a song called Write You a Letter by Ray Lamontagne. Hope you enjoy!

If I told you how I'm feeling
And how my heart was always reeling
Then maybe you could understand me a little better
If I was to write you a letter

Booth sat, pen in hand staring at the blank paper in front of him. He had hoped that this time version would work out better than the oral presentation he gave earlier in her office.

He groaned as he remembered the look of shock on her face as he tried to stumble through an explanation of his feelings for her. Gone were the snappy comebacks, the teasing, all he did was ramble on about partnership and then end with 'how bout it?'

It was disaster and nothing less. She just stared at him and then made some comment about how she didn't know what he was talking about and that she had to get back to work.

So here he was, sitting at his kitchen table, trying to make sense of his feelings so that he could put them on paper.

Dear Bones

No, he scratched that out.

Dear Temperance.

Now that's better. But he didn't know how to start. I mean he can't launch straight in with the l-word, she would get freaked out and rip up the letter and pretend she never got it.

Dear Temperance,

I wanted to write to explain about what happened in your office today.

That definitely works. Moving on.

I'm come to develop feelings for you that I can't explain.

No wait, that doesn't sound right. He can definitely explain them. He's in love with her. He knows that.

He twirled the pen in his hand and looked down at the nearly blank letter. He needed to get on with this.

Dear Temperance,

I wanted to write and explain about what happened in your office today. We've been partners for a long time and I know how important it is in a partnership to be honest with each other.

There. That's not bad. The honesty thing is true. He felt the ideas coming and he began to write again.

To be blunt, I'm in love with you Bones. It might scare you. I know it terrifies me. I worry about everything that could happen. You rejecting me, Cullen splitting us up. But at the same time, I need you in my life. As more than a partner.

He was on a roll now, his pen moving quickly across the page.

I need you, all of you and I won't accept anything less. I once told you that everything happens eventually, well this is eventually. I need you beside me for the rest of my life.

He stared down at what he just wrote. If that didn't scare her away, he didn't know what would. He raised his pen to scratch it out but then continued.

If you don't feel the same way, then I understand. But don't run away from this, from us. Please give us a chance.

There. It was short but it should do the trick. He hoped something good would come out of it. Something better than good. He rewrote the letter quickly and shoved it in an envelope, sealing it shut before he changed his mind.

He got his jacket on and made his way over to her apartment, where he propped the letter up against the door. He made himself turn and leave quickly, knowing that in that letter, were words that could completely destroy their friendship.

And if I told you how I worry
Isn't how I always seem to hurry
And maybe you would understand me a little better
If I was to write you a letter