Hi! Well this is my first fic! I wrote last night at 1am because it was raining and I was stuck in my house! I love to read fanfics so I thought I'll give it try... I hope you read and review. It doesn't matter if you think it sucks, I want to know it... Ok so that's it take care bye...

I don't own the characters... But I would love to...

Takes place after "Woman in Limbo"

Temperance was doubting everything. A week ago she had found out that her entire life was a lie, everything had changed, and she had confirmed her mother's murder, found her brother and received a call from her supposedly dead father. It was too much for anyone to handle

Not even her name was the same. Now she was Joy Keenan, the daughter of two criminals, she was….

"Damn it!" Someone was ringing the doorbell.

She got up and looked at her watch, "11:36 pm" she said, thinking about how late it was for a visitor

"Booth?" she said a bit surprised

"Hi" he said with a warm smile on his face. "Soooo, I was thinking we could switch to pizza"

"Huh, what do you mean?" she said, noticing the white box he was holding with his left arm.

"Well last time I was here we ate Chinese food so I thought it was time for a change"

Temperance was experiencing a mixture of feelings, she was happy to see him but at the same time she wanted to be alone. "Booth I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood for this"

"But" he looked at her with his sad puppy-dog eyes. "I even brought some wine, because I know you like it better than beer"

I hate when he gives me that look Tempe thought and let him in. After all, she needed some company and although it was hard to admit, Booth was someone she liked having around.

"Just sit on the couch I'm gonna go get some dishes"

Booth nodded. He was looking at her, remembering the reason that brought him there, he was worried about Bones, but the truth was that he needed to see her. He missed her. Work had been unusually slow; there weren't any new cases, which translated into no visits to the Jeffersonian. He was stuck doing paperwork all day.

She sat next to him. "Booth, Boooth, Boooooth!"

"What!"

"What's going on with you? You were staring at my wall, I yelled your name like 10 times, were you day dreaming or something like that?"

"No Bones. I was just…. thinking"

"About what?" she said curious

"Mmm, nothing"

"Booth, that's not logical, if you were thinking it must have been about something, your mind couldn't have been in a complete blank"

"God Bones you're always over-thinking everything. Just eat, ok?"

"Fine" she said a bit upset and confused.

And they started to eat, they were in complete silence, but somehow it wasn't awkward, they felt comfortable.

Temperance was looking at him, not knowing what to say, how to explain what she was feeling. They had been apart for a week, but to her it felt like a million years. She had gotten used to their routine, lab work wasn't enough anymore. Going out on the field was what made her happy now. It was their thing, even if all they did was argue about pretty much everything.

He noticed her face, she had an expression that he recognized. She was thinking about something, analyzing a situation or remembering something important. He smiled a little when he realized how well he knew her.

"Booth?"

"Yeah?"

"Why are you here?"

"If you want I'll leave."

"I didn't mean it like that. I just wanted to know why you came to see me."

"I was worried about you Bones; you are my partner after all. And well I… I…I missed you" he said lowering his voice.

"What?"

"I missed working with you" he said hoping she hadn't heard him.

"Oh" she said feeling a bit disappointed.

Neither of them said anything else. The situation was becoming uncomfortable.

"So, how's Russ?" Booth said breaking the silence between them.

"He's ok, he was here till last weekend but he wanted to get back to work. I don't know why, I mean he works at a town carnival"

"Well Bones, I guess it's in your genes."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Let's face it you're a workaholic" Booth said with a grin on his face.

"I'm not" she said with a childish voice. "I just happen to enjoy my job and Booth you spend most of your time at work too, so I think you're the one with the problem"

"Well, maybe I am a bit consumed by my job, but Bones your job isn't exactly a walk on the beach, I don't know how you look at skeletons all day"

"First of all many people consider my job interesting, the success of my book can prove that and secondly who works walking on the beach, Booth?"

"Jesus Bones, I mean that working with human remains is not such an appealing job"

"To me it is, and what's that got to do with Russ working on a town carnival?"

Sighing "I think we better drop the subject"

"Yep, I agree"

"We should open the wine, maybe we'll come up with a better subject" he said hoping that they were done bickering.

"Good idea."

"Bones? What time is it?"

She looked at her watch, "wow its 2:30am already"

"Are you tired?" he said hoping that the answer was no. He didn't want to leave.

"Well not too sleepy but" she looked at the empty bottle on the table. "We're on our third bottle of wine"

"I think we've had enough" he said looking at her face and admiring her beauty. "I don't think I'm gonna be able to drive, I should call a cab"

"You can stay on my couch, Booth" Tempe said with a warm smile on her face. She wasn't sure if it was the wine talking or not but she didn't want him to leave. Not tonight, she thought.

"I guess that's a smart idea, It's really hard getting a cab this late"

Now they had all night to talk, Booth knew he needed to tell her, he couldn't hide his feelings anymore, it was killing him being near her and not being able to touch her. Her scent, her voice, that beautiful face he thought…