A/N: I finally found my floppy disk with all my fanfics on it! This can be anyone's POV I suppose... except Cam, Angela, Booth or Bones... so that leaves Zach and Hodgins... and some random stalker/janitor/personthing. Lol. Well that's too much Advil for me. And this is like the longest Author's Note ever. I'm gonna shut up now. Please R&R!

Almost

They are always close. It's as if they have no idea of what a personal bubble is. His lips are always close to hers when he corners her in the halls.

But nothing ever happened.

Whenever they argue, talk, or have words come out of their mouths, they are always mere inches apart.

And still nothing happens.

When he gets her to open up, even if it's just a little bit, he is always within her circle. If it were anyone else who invaded her space, they would most likely be seriously injured. Or dead.

And yet, they still claim they're only partners.

When he gave her that pig, I was standing just outside the room chanting "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" in my mind. But they didn't. And I was upset.

When they were talking about sex, and how you can't sleep with certain people, I was sure that was when I would finally see what I've longed to see. (Not that I'm a horny stalker. Because I'm not!)

Then Angela came. She ruined everything. He went off with Cam instead, leaving his precious Bones behind.

It's always almost. He almost made the move. She almost gave in.

It never happens.

An almost kiss here. An almost kiss there.

Almost.

There was never an "it happened" moment.

Until now.

Her office door was opened. And I was there, watching, shocked.

Booth. Dr. Brennan. A fierce lip lock.

That was the moment that happened.