Here Comes Goodbye, a bones fanfic

Disclaimer: BONES is not mine nor will it probably ever will be, neither is the song "Here Comes Goodbye" that's Rascal Flatts.

AN: Why can't I ever write anything cheery? All my stories, songfics, etc are all about failed relationships, or things gone wrong. *sigh*

Booth was standing in his kitchen washing the dishes, he used to cook supper. He could hear the tires of Brennan's car drive up the gravel driveway. "She never usually drives that slow" He thought as he heard the footsteps on his front porch. The doorbell sounded, he could now tell that something had changed since she usually just walked right in.

Here comes goodbye, here comes the last time
Here comes the start of every sleepless night
The first of every tear I'm gonna cry
Here comes the pain, Here comes me wishing things had never changed
And she was right here in my arms tonight, but here comes goodbye

"Booth, I'm sorry. I just can't do this anymore. I can't keep watching as you get injured, I can't live knowing if the last time I saw, is the last time I'm ever going to see you. I cannot ask you to leave the job you love so much so I'm the one who is going to have to leave."

Booth could remember the first time Brennan told him "I love you" like it was yesterday. He could also remember how after every time he was injured, how she would cling onto like she was afraid he would be gone, even after a minor injury. AS the memories flashed through his mind, he could see that written on her face she had never felt this way for someone before.

Booth was stunned and didn't know what to do, he had always thought she would stay and that one day she would be walking down the aisle to a ceremony he finally got her to agree to, while the violins played "here comes the Bride" as they walked.

Why does it have to go from good to gone
Before the lights turn on, yeah and you're left alone
All alone, but here comes goodbye

AS Brennan turned and started walking out the door. He asked himself, "Why does it have to go from good to gone, before the lights turn on and you can see where things went wrong? Why does it take until you left alone before you realize things need to change, that risks aren't worth it, if the result is one of you leaving?"