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A/N: I know it isn't very good but I got bored and thought I'd give it a try.


'Booth?' she lifted her eyes from the fork that was playing with her uneaten pie and looked the agent in the eyes.

'Yeah Bones?' his brow furrowed, there was a hint of hesitation in her voice and the amount of pie left on her plate indicated she had something on her mind. She was almost sure she was ready to hear the his answer to the question. She looked at her own reflection in his deep brown eyes and saw the worry that was well hidden but not enough to go unnoticed. She'd started so she'd have to finish,

'Why are you here?' she could see the bafflement cloud his eyes and couldn't look into them any longer, she looked back down at her plate pushing around bits of crumbled pastry. She could be pretty cryptic sometimes but most of the time he'd know what she meant anyway, but her question had thrown him.

'What do you mean Bones?' all the different ways he could think of taking this question ran through his mind. This only made him even more confused but her outburst. She had predicted this quite, confused reaction. She had already composed her next question.

'Why are you sitting here, with me, in a cold diner when you could be out with some beautiful woman or at home with a beer watching guys getting a full house in baseball?' He still wasn't sure where she was going with this. He couldn't help chuckling at another one of his partners infamous mixed up culture references, but he decided this time not to correct her, she was obviously serious about her questions and the nervousness he heard for the fist time in her voice made him realize that this was important to her, he had to choose his answers carefully,

'Well Bones, baseball is out of season at the moment so that one was ruled out and in case you haven't notice, Tempe I am out with a beautiful woman.' Brennan stopped rigid fork mid-air, slowly she looked up to Booth expecting him to be smiling, that winning grin that probably got him through high school, but he wasn't. His face was completely serious. She was now looking deep into his eyes again, trying to pick out the joke she thought was obviously hidden in his last comment but she realized that this was no joke, he had meant it, she saw affection and trust, trust that she wouldn't embarrass him by dismissing his compliment with some scientific break down of her facial features and telling him that wasn't what she'd meant. She opened her mouth to speak even though she wasn't sure exactly what she was going to say, but he got there first.

'If you meant by your question what am I doing here with you then my answer is... well because Temperance there is no one else I'd rather be with except maybe Parker, but that's only because he won't roll his eyes at me if I mispronounce one of your fancy scientific words that are about 18 letters long,' she could tell that he was trying to break the tension but they both knew he was failing, so he reverted back to being serious, 'I'm here because if I was at home all I would be able to do is think about you, if I closed my eyes I'd see you, if there was a knock at the door I'd hope it was you even though I'd know it was most likely the pizza guy I called half an hour before. I'm here because just knowing that your in my presence makes me happy. Temperance...' by now she had dropped the fork and he took her hand in his, 'I , I admire you so much, I think that you are so amazing and clever and talented that sometimes I don't know what I'd have done if you hadn't been by my side.'

'But Booth, don't you ever think I'm some times cold and heartless, and that my only real connections are with the dead, that I'm weird' she let he hand still rest in his but averted her gaze to the tablecloth she was picking at with her free hand. As Booth listened to her say all those things about herself his heart felt like it was shrinking, she was so amazing but she didn't know it, and the fact that she could degrade herself like that made him want to take her in his arms, rest her head on his shoulder and hold her all night telling all the things he loved about her over and over again until all her insecurities were wiped away and the things people had called her like 'cold' didn't seem significant any more because she would know that she was loved and that she wasn't cold or heartless but that she was in fact was the contrary,

'Bones you're not in any way heartless. If you were would you care so much about all those people you've never met that you will do anything to put them to rest by finding their killers. Would you have sat at my hospital bedside after I got injured from that bomb at your house when you should have been out having fun on a date. Would you have gone all the way into the desert and been there for Angela when her boyfriend disappeared and then made sure that you found his killer.You didn't have to do any of that but you did, and you did because you care, for everyone, and so what if you have a strong connection with the dead because Tempe that's part of your job, it's what makes you so great at it. You should never listen to the people who put you down because you know what, they're just jealous, you understand' Brennan kept looking into her lap thinking over his words. Booth had never seen her look so defeated, he reached over and lifted her chin so that she was looking straight into her eyes, he needed her to know he was telling the truth, 'You are so amazing, you have to know that and you should never let anyone tell you otherwise, you hear' His heart was breaking at how innocent she looked but as she slowly nodded her her keep her eyes locked with his, he smiled and not the cheesy smile he gives judges when he wants a warrant, a cool confident smile that he hope would portray all his affection to the woman he had wanted to kiss for nearly 3 years, and slowly she smiled back, he took this as a good sign and not wanting to do too far he lifted her hand to his lips and gently kissed it then laid it back down on the table covering it with own for on more moment, '

'Good' and then he took it away and went back to eating his now cold pie, Temperance felt all the warmth disappear from her hand and felt disappointed that he had let go but she knew Booth had opened his heart to her and she couldn't leave it like that, she knew what she had to say what she wanted to say but wondered if she could prove that actions really did speak louder than words