It wasn't supposed to end like this. It was never supposed to end with him leaving her. It was always supposed to be her leaving him. She was the one who ran, not him. He was her rock, her un-denying salvation but as the sun slowly cascaded over her flaws she found she was once again alone. It had been six months of passionate nights followed by mornings taunting her of what could have been. It wasn't supposed to be like this… he told her he loved her nightly but by morning all she was left was his scent.

Night after night it was the same. She couldn't deny him even if she tried. She was an addict and he was her drug. They were perfect, too damn perfect but deep down the realities kept screaming of what they could be, what they should be as they faded into an all familiar embrace.

"Bones… we really are too drunk…" Booth slurred as he stumbled into her front door. "Do you not…

"No, no, no, no." She chanted over and over, trying to push the rationality of her reality out of her mind for just one night. After years of watching him from a distance she knew she deserved this much. He was hers and if all he would give her was his body, it would be something she would learn to accept.

"We… we…" All thought left his brain the second her fingers slipped into his belt loop and pulled him toward her. Such a simple act spoke of a desperation he had long since longed for. "God… Bones…"

Mirroring her nimble fingers his hands trailed down her slender form and stopping at her hips. They bucked in response to his tight grip but as he leaned into her she knew the fight was lost.

"These, my dear, these just won't do." He grinned as he eyed the thin fabric separating him from her beauty.

"Damnit Booth" Brennan gasped as his hands ripped at her shirt, causing the buttons to scatter, "it doesn't…. ohhh"

"Like it, don't ya baby?" He groaned as his hands scattered over her porcelain skin. "You like it rough." His eyes glinted as she fidgeted under his hands. Draping his lips over her body he smiled at how quickly she was soothed.

In a furry of hands the clothes scattered across the room with thuds and moans.

"Admit it, Bones." He growled as he pinned her against the wall and she gasped. "Admit your mine now."

With a smile Brennan ran her hands down his chiseled chest stopping short of his hips, "No."

"You admit it." She spat, unable to help her rebellious nature as her hands flexed into every defining muscle.

"Oh God you know I am, Bones. Every damn second of every damn day." He groaned at the sharp trails her nails were making down his back, "You know I fucking love you."

That first night played over and over in her head. She was unable to keep the smile from her lips as she paced in front of her front door, waiting for a single knock. A knock she had become accustomed to. A knock that would set her to flight only to come crashing down in an unrecognizable heap. Like a thief in the dark of night, he whisked her into his arms with promises of love and eternity only to leave her alone in her torturous new reality.

Every morning she awoke to find she was empty. The culprit a mere phone call away, a call that would never truly say all the things two naked, raw bodies could. She needed him under her hands, under her body and completely vulnerable. Every so often during a case his eyes would glance up at her with a smoldering flicker and she knew. He needed her too. But by morning as he slowly slipped on his clothes and walked away in silence he left her wondering. Wondering if his eyes would ever speak of his silent lies.

The silence was ripping at her heart, sacrificing piece by fragile piece. She knew what was at stake as she pushed the door in response to his light knocking but she didn't care anymore.

"Hey." He coyly smiled just as he did on nights like this.

"Hi." She slightly smiled but could not suppress the hallow sense looming above.

She was so close to breaking she could taste it but above all rational night after night she opened the door and her heart to her partner. Maybe tonight wasn't going to be the night she broke but it was going to be soon. They both knew it.

"Can I come in?"

With a nod and a smile, she sealed her fate. Another night of earth shattering love followed by the death blow of loneness. She was in too deep now, she now knew, and the silence spoke louder than any words ever could.

I want you.

I need you.

I love you.