"Why all doom and gloom today?" Angela taps on my doorframe, concern and slight smug written all over her face.

I slightly glance up and let out an exacerbated sigh. There is no reason to tell her why I am upset, even the nightly janitor knows. I may not be one to gossip but I do hear things and this has been going around for the last two weeks. The whole world knows, waiting and watching as my world crumbles bit by bit.

All that is left now is a world completely shallow and empty. A world without Seeley Booth in it.

This sucks.

"After all the promotions they were throwing at his way, didn't you think he would take at least one?" She enters my office and practically growls at me, "We are all sick of you thinking the world revolves around you. His world may have but the rest of the world revolves just fine without you."

"I know exactly what the world revolves around but if you are trying to get at some metaphor I neither understand nor care about what you are saying. Just leave me alone." I slump back in my chair, defeated.

Everyone knows what today means to me, the beginning of the first week of the rest of my life, and if their constant barrage of checking on me and inviting me to events I neither care about nor want to go to are any indication, it is going to be a very long week. Why won't everyone just leave me alone? There is only one man I want and in twelve hours he will be officially out of my life.

I attempt to wave her off and resume my mindless daydreams of what could been but she just steps further into my office, making her presence known by pushing all my papers off my desk.

"Hey! Those were my…"

"Stop thinking of just yourself for once Bren. This sucks for all of us but it is not about us. It is about Booth and him doing what is best for his son. Think of Parker. This will be good for him. Don't you want what is best for Parker?"

"Of course I want what is best for Parker. You may be blind to the fact but I do love Parker." I glare, snarling at the woman I once thought was my best friend, "You just don't understand, Angela." I bark, waving a protein bar in her direction, "You don't understand what we had."

"Oh I know exactly what you had. Everyone knew what you had. That is, except you Bren. You never knew what you had… the perfection that was right before you until it was too late. He spent seven years of his life chasing after you and for what? So you could go and flaunt your sexual prowl in his face?"

"I did not flaunt anything. I was very discrete in my sexual endeavors."

"So what would you call all those boyfriends you had? You almost married one of them! Don't say they were all for nothing."

"They were… he was… I was lonely, okay? I was completely heartbroken and lonely." I mutter, refusing letting the tears fall. "I still am."

"Then why didn't the great Temperance Brennan actually do something about it instead of wallowing in self pity? There is more out there in this world then bones and your unequivocal science. When you find out what that entails, tell me then maybe just then you will get what you want… who you want."

"Shut up." I begin picking at the protein bar in my hand until it is mere crumbs. "Just… shut up."

"He wouldn't want you to eat just that for lunch." She smirks at the crumbs that are now covering my desk, "Why don't we go to the diner."

"No!" I stand and begin pacing around my increasingly small office, "I am sick and tired of everyone just pretending that everything is okay. Everything is not okay, Angela. Everything is horribly wrong and no one seems to care! You all pretend that the world will be fine but for me it won't be. You just like seeing me suffer! You all are sick. Sick and evil." I spit, narrowing my eyes out the doorway to world beyond.

"Ha! So she is in there… admit it… admit what we all know…"

"Get out!" I glare. I am sick of the prodding and poking. I will admit my feelings when I please, now everyone just leave me alone!

"Sweetie, I just thought…"

"Out Angela! Out!" I growl, lunging at the perky figure before me.

She turns and quickly runs out of my office, making a b-line for the platform.

"Your turn Hodgie. And you might want to wear some protective equipment. She is out for blood."I hear her laugh as she resumes her descent into her office.

I lean down to gather the papers that are now scattered across the floor and one paper catches my eye. It is a list of new FBI agents they believe will be a great asset to the Jeffersonian. I roll my eyes in utter disbelief. It does not matter how many lists they send me or how many meetings I have to have, I am not going to have another partner.

I have one partner and one alone. A partner that is leaving me for a better position, hundreds of miles away. Maybe I am being selfish. My eyes suddenly close at the realization that there is only one person in this building that holds the answer I have been searching the last seven for. Only one person knows where his heart lies.

I stand and walk the few feet to her office. I freeze a foot from her doorway and watch the world around me suddenly stop as my heart aches for the realization I have always known the answer.

'Yes, yes he does.'

With a gasp my hard rattles against the doorframe, sending me back to my reality.

"Ca... Cam?" My voice wavers as the lab becomes silent, everyone focusing on the shattered woman who finally makes herself known. Great, maybe I should have worn black today. Then they wouldn't have noticed.

"Oh, Dr. Brennan… I didn't notice you there." Cam closes a folder and looks up, "You are actually wearing colour this evening." She genuinely smiles at me but we both know it is out of pity. "Blue does look nice on you."

I shrug and nod lightly in acknowledgement, the one day in the last month I have worn anything besides black and everyone seems to comment. Maybe I should go back to black. I am already dead inside, what would it matter? With a sigh, I slide into the chair in front of her desk.

"Cam… I know we have never been much of friends but I just thought…"

"Anything I can do to help you through this difficult time, Dr. Brennan?" She extends her hand out to mine, reassuringly stroking it.

"I just have one question." The world before me begins to slowly blur as the floodgates are released and the tears flow, "You don't have to answer but…" I slowly ramble.

"Anything."

"Did he really love me?... Does he really love me?"

"I am not sure I am the one to answer that question but if you want my opinion as his best friend, it was clear I was never the woman for him. You know who was."

I slowly nod, letting reality finally set in.

"And Cam?" I stand and make the slow descent back to my office.

"I have cleared your schedule of all professional obligations. I will see you next week, Dr. Brennan."

"Thanks." My voice cracks as my body begins to sway as the pain begins to slowly ravish my body from the inside out.

"Just promise me one thing."

I turn to her and shrug, leaning in the doorframe.

"Finally be honest with him. Tell him the truth. Let him make his choice knowing your side of things."

"But he won't answer my calls…" I choke out as I fall into a pitiful heap on the tile floor.

"There are other ways of reaching him, Dr. Brennan."

I slowly pluck my keys out my pocket and sigh. At least I will get to see him one more time.