Author´s Note: Well there I go. My forth fic and I really hope you enjoy it. It has two short chapters, the second one will be updated soon... if you review this first chapter . Am I evil?? Deal with it!! hahahaha!! Hope you like it ´cause this idea has given me a lot of troubles.

I DO NOT OWN BONES

The motel room was cold and wet. That feeling is really disturbing when you´re trying to fall asleep in an almost wet bed. Temperance rolled in the bed and turned on the light. She didn´t know why she decided to stay in the same motel as Booth and right then she was regretting and knowing what it felt like being Booth.

"Booth..." she said in a whisper.

He was in the same motel so she could go to his room and talk to him for a while just to know how he was doing. The case was horrible and she felt that Booth was really touched by it so checking on him wasn´t so bad idea at last.

She changed her clothes and made her way to Booth´s room. The night was really cold and windy so it wasn´t so bad passing it in good company. She arrived at Booth´s door and knocked. She had no answer so knocked again. Still no answer.

"Booth?" she said knocking again. This time she knocked harder and realised the door was open. Her body froze just thinking that something bad would happen but she couldn´t think about how bad it was going to be until she opened the door and saw Booth sitting in the bed holding his gun in one of his hands. She couldn´t see his face but she had learned to read body language and his low shoulders and head said too much. She walked quietly into the room locking the door behind her.

"Booth??" Temperance was afraid to speak. She was trying to understand... understand why he could... She shocked her head pulling away all those horrible thoughts. Be rational. Stay cold. Don´t panic. Stay calm. Stay calm... stay calm, stay calm... Most she though about it most she didn´t believe herself.

"Go away" said Booth in a deep groan. His breath was deep but his body was frozen.

Temperance walked slowly and sat by his side. She knew she couldn´t go away like nothing happened like she didn´t see him that way. She could feel the cold gun almost touching her leg but it was still down. Tears starting showing in her eyes but she fought them back . She couldn´t get emotional right now she had to know what was wrong in Booth to help him. Be rational and cold, get away of feelings to help him...save him from himself.

"Go away Temperance" said Booth again. He knew she was sitting next to him but knew she wasn´t looking at him, couldn´t look directly at him. He wished she never found him that way... only when all had finished so he coulnd´t feel that overwhelming feeling that run through her body and was catching him.

She was staring at the window. In the dark she saw the trees moving because of the wind and moved her hand slowly to Booth´s back like nothing happened like it didn´t matter at all. When her hand rested on his back she felt the shaking and the sweat. Then she knew that all his quietude was just a mask and he was trembling inside.

Booth lifted his other hand and covered his face with it. If she was going to look at him he needed to clean all his tears from his face. She turned her head when he moved and look at his face for the first time just to see all his tears covering it before he put his hand over it. She wanted to stay away from all that even if was Booth who was going to kill himself... or at least that was what she thought. Then she covered his hand with hers and he hold hers.

"What has..." she started saying but her words were cut off by his gaze. Even in the dark she could see the shinning and despair in his eyes. He has turned to face her even when he wanted for her to leave him alone... it had to mean something. It had to.

Their hands were locked and so their gazes. She squeezed his hand tight as a tear started rolling through her cheek. Looking into her eyes he left the gun fall and cleaned her tears with his thumb. She could see his plea in his eyes asking her not to ask about what she saw but he knew that sooner or later she´ll demand his reasons.

"I can´t tell you now. Please... don´t ask" That was all he could do. Before he could think anything she felt into his arms and hold him tight.

Suddenly Booth saw everything he has wanted to do, the reasons, the meaning of it. He knew they were friends and were really close but he never expected for her to jump into his arms that way even in a situation like that. He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry in his arms. Even when he knew he was the reason why she was desperately sobbing in his arms he couldn´t feel anything but sadness. There was too much mess inside his head to make anything clear when he saw it, he saw what he had to do. Giving up life wasn´t the solution.

When she was calm he put her away softly and took her head in his hands. If there was going to be a moment he preferred to be now.

"Why. Tell me why and I´ll go if you want to" she said. Sadness floating in the air.

"It´s nothing. No more."

He felt lost into her deep blue eyes and started stroking her cheeks with his thumbs.

"A skin so soft..." he started saying "so soft it worth living to touch it"

"Why Booth? I need an explanation and I´ll go but please don´t do this to me. Don´t play with me..." she said while more tears run through her cheeks.

He pulled away his hands and rested them over his thigh. He closed his eyes trying to say out loud what made him come into that point. Even when it sounded stupid on his brain he though it was enough for him to end his life for it. He took a deep breathe and looked into her full with tears eyes again.

"I´m all alone Temperance"

She shook her head trying to understand what he had just said. He was all alone. So she was and she never though her life had no meaning... or maybe she was lying to herself and she wanted to have a normal life outside work... as everybody does.

I know it´s pretty short but there will be more really soon if you please please please review this chapter so pleeeeeeeeease review and you´ll see how this end.