Buffy Anne Summers was a successful model, who travelled a lot all over the world and got really rich, but lately she started thinking that life was more than money, travels and occasional sex with people she never really cared about. She lived in Paris, which was the centre of the fashion of the world, with her sister Dawn. She should have been happy, but whenever she thought about happiness and its meaning, she remembered her ex boyfriend Seeley Booth.

With him, she was happy. She didn't need drugs and booze to feel ecstatic, and in Paris, she did need a dose of cocaine and champagne more often than she wanted to admit. But, they were too different... he was to become an FBI agent, and work was number one on his list, and Buffy wanted to travel the world and earn the money by doing what she loved most: wearing amazing clothes she knew she would never be able to afford if she wasted time working in Burger King.

She was a very pretty woman, and as soon as she applied for a job as a model, she got it. She was beyond happy, but Seeley couldn't share that happiness with her. He wanted her to move to Washington D.C. with him, get married and start a family. Buffy didn't like that idea, she was just twenty two and she wanted more than being just someone's wife.

"Seeley, please, try to understand me! We're young and in love, we should travel the world together and have fun and then, in a few years, start thinking about family and career. You are hot enough to even work as a model, with me!"-Buffy tried to get to him using enthused speeches, and of course, her kisses and sexy body he loved playing with.

"Buffy! I've studied hard to be able to join the FBI, and I can't throw it away! I can't be a model, Jesus! And you shouldn't either! That job ruins lives, it doesn't improve them! Women turn into skeletons and start doing drugs when things get hard and you're better than that!"

"No, I'm not! I can't do anything, really! I wanna be a model and I need you to support me!"

"I'm sorry, Buffy, but I don't want to work all day and then come home to an empty apartment while my girlfriend is traveling all over the world, selling her body!"

"I'm not gonna be a porn star, Seeley, I wanna be a model! So, you'd rather break up with me than support me!?"

"Maybe it's better that we break up, yeah. You should be able to do your thing and live your life the way you want to, and I wanna be a great FBI agent."

It still hurt her when she remembered the moment she said "Yeah, maybe it's for the best. But, if you change your mind, call me. I love you, Seeley."

"I love you too, Buffy, but it's obviously not enough."

She kissed him gently and left his apartment without taking her things and saying goodbye. She just left and never returned.

Now, five years later, she kept wishing she had stayed. She never had a relationship with anyone else, because she had no time for it and guys that she worked with weren't really available…they were mostly gay. Buffy herself started experimenting with women, but there was only one that she really enjoyed sex with: her fellow model co-worker, Faith Lehane, a gorgeous Bostonian with brown, wavy hair, deep brown eyes and adorable dimples that showed when she smiled. They were both from America and they got to Paris roughly at the same time, so they started hanging out. But, Buffy couldn't call their hook ups a relationship. They would just get drunk or high and hop into bed, fucking each other's brains out. It felt good, but even after 5 years of sex, Buffy didn't LOVE Faith, not the way she had loved Seeley. Sure, she cared about her, they were close and became good friends after a while, but it was just a friendship with benefits, on both sides.

"Yo, B! That guy you've been pining for since forever, with a funny name, Seal or something, is on TV."-Faith burst into Buffy's room and turned on the television.

"Seeley…"-Buffy whispered when she saw his, still so gorgeous face, on TV. He had become a successful FBI agent, and Buffy was proud of him, and not too proud of herself anymore.

"You still love him, don't you?"-Faith asked and actually felt a little jealous. She liked Buffy and had some feelings for her, ok, they were mostly lust related cause that blondie was totally amazing in the sack, but still… she didn't like thinking that that Seal guy could get his hands on B's body again.

"Yeah. It's very possible that I always will… but, I guess we're not meant to be. He's got a pretty partner, doesn't he?"-Buffy asked when she saw him holding Brennan's arm.

"Jealous?"-Faith asked and Buffy couldn't deny it.

"Can't help being jealous even though I know I have no right to be. I was such a stupid bitch, it's unbelievable."

"You followed your dream, B, and it worked out. You're filthy rich!"

"Why don't I feel happy then? Why do I need alcohol and cocaine to feel fake happiness?"

"You're forgetting mind blowing orgasms I give you."-Faith grinned cheekily and turned off the TV because Buffy looked like she might try to jump into it and kiss Seal. Faith decided she would call him Seal no matter how many times Buffy corrected her.

"Faith… I think I'm gonna book a plane ticket."-Buffy said, looking dreamy.

"What? You can't, we have a show tomorrow night!"

"I need to see him! I have to try to win him back… before that Brennan woman really catches him."

"What if she already caught him? Are you gonna fly back here, get wasted and beg me to fuck you?"-Faith suddenly jumped on top of Buffy, pinning her hands down on the bed.

"Maybe."-Buffy said vaguely, looking into Faith's deep brown eyes that were full of lust…and a bit of jealousy and anger, which was a nice mix.

"Is Dusk home?"-Faith asked and started rubbing Buffy's hot centre.

"No."-Buffy said shortly, her breathing speeding up. Faith always knew how to turn her on.

"Good, I'll make you forget about Seal."

"Seeley."

"Whatever."-Faith whispered and pushed two fingers inside her girlfriend's hot body. She surprised herself when she realized she didn't wanna lose Buffy and even more surprised when she realized that she was jealous of Seal for having Buffy's heart. She had her body, she had it all, in all the ways she wanted to have it, but she could never get her heart.

"Ohhh Faith…"-Buffy moaned and spread her legs wider, enjoying Faith's skilled fingers that were making her head spin… but, still, she couldn't stop thinking about Seeley now that she saw him on TV. It was impossible, he was impossibly gorgeous and he looked way too cozy with that Brennan woman. Buffy was jealous and her thoughts kept wandering to Washington D.C. even while Faith was fucking her hard and fast.

She came, really hard, and Faith grinned, licked away her juices and said: "Fine, go find your Seal guy, but I know you'll come back for more. You always do."

She left without saying another word, leaving Buffy naked on the bed. That was their thing, they never cuddled, they just fucked and left each other as soon as they started feeling their legs again.

Buffy walked to the shower, slowly, since her legs were still a bit wobbly, to clear her head. And as soon as she cleared her head, she stepped out of the shower and booked a plane ticket for Washington D.C.

"Buffy? Why are you packing? Where are you going?"-Dawn asked her sister, who had rummaged through all of her closets to find clothes to take to the States. Yes, Buffy had CLOSETS full of clothes, it was a dream come true, but now she didn't care about it anymore. She just wanted Seeley back.

"I'm going to Washington, I need to see Seeley."

"What? Really? What if he's married or something?"-Dawn asked, she didn't wanna see her sister heartbroken again.

"I've seen him on TV today, he's got no ring on his finger but he looked really… comfortable with his partner, a very pretty woman… and I…"

"You got jealous. But, Buffy, it's been five years, you've both changed. How do you know it's gonna work? And, what does Faith think about it?"

"I never stopped loving him, Dawnie. And I know he never stopped loving me. I know it. Faith… I don't know, she acted all cool, five by five, but I think she's jealous."

"Of course she is, Buffy, she cares about you even though she'd never admit it out loud."

"Dawnie… you always said I was stupid for leaving Seeley, I thought you'd be happy to hear about this."

"I would have been happy if it had happened five months after you'd left, but five years… I really don't want you to get your heart broken and then lose yourself in the cloud of booze and cocaine. Losing him again might actually kill you."-Dawn said, she was really worried about her sister.

"I'll be fine, Dawn. Promise. I just gotta do this."

"Fine, do it. But, maybe I should go with you. To make sure you're ok if he turns you down."

"It's not necessary, Dawnie. I'll be fine. It'll all be fine."-Buffy said, trying to convince herself too. She really didn't know what she would do if she heard Seeley say 'Buffy, I don't love you anymore, I'm in love with Brennan and we're getting married' or something like that. Her heart started going wild and she snorted a line of cocaine to calm down and continued sorting out her luggage.

"Oh, Buffy."-Dawn whispered, but decided not to say anything else because she knew there was no point. She'd tried to talk to Buffy about the coke problem, they'd fought and cried too many times, and she was done with it. Dawn just hoped that Buffy would be able to survive if Seeley turned her down.

The flight to Washington felt like it lasted forever. Every nerve in Buffy's body was on fire, despite the coke she had taken before the flight. Soon she would be back in the States and she would see Seeley again. She'd see that wonderful man and hopefully she'd manage to get him back.

As soon as she landed, she took out her phone and dialed Seeley's number. She still knew it by heart, and she hoped that he still used it. Her heart beat faster when she heard the tone that said his phone was ringing.

"Hello?"-a woman's voice replied and Buffy froze. "Hello?"-Brennan said again, but Buffy couldn't form a word. She stood there, her world crumbling down, and she hanged up.

"Booth? Your phone just rang, but no one was on the line."-Bones said to her partner, who was getting ready to go and examine another crime scene. He was humming a melody and was in a pretty good mood. His feelings for Bones had changed, he realized he liked her more than just as a partner, and they finally kissed and it felt pretty darn good. His heart beat faster and he never thought it would happen again after Buffy had left him to become a freaking model.

As much as he hated to think about her, he couldn't help following her career. She was stunning, and she always appeared to be single. The only person she kept appearing on TV with was another American model, Faith Lehane, and sometimes her sister Dawn, who also turned into a beautiful young woman.

He took the phone from Brennan's hand and checked out the number. He didn't know it, it seemed to be an European number and the only person he knew that lived in Europe was Buffy. It wasn't possible that she called. Someone probably dialed the wrong number.

Still, he was nervous as he dialed that number.

"Seeley?"-Buffy answered as soon as her phone rang, barely able to pronounce his name, her voice was shaky and a bit husky.

"Buffy?"-Seeley answered and noticed Bones' worried look. She didn't know Buffy, but she'd heard enough about her to come to a conclusion that she was bad for her partner. Besides, she started having real feelings for Booth, and she didn't want Buffy to destroy him again.

"It's me. I've just landed in Washington and… I'd like to see you."

"I'm about to leave for work, I probably won't be back home until late tonight… but, I can call you when I'm done."

"Ok… sounds good."-Buffy said, feeling a bit disappointed cause she would have to wait for so long, but her heart beat faster when Seeley said:

"See you later then."

"Yeah… missed you, Seeley. You have no idea."-she said, almost whispering and she felt a bit of real heartache when he said just:

"Gotta go." and hanged up.

He sounded so cold, so unlike her Seeley, who always sounded so gentle… He would have turned the whole world for her, and she was so selfish she couldn't understand how hard he'd worked to become an FBI agent… She wanted to be more important than his job, but she couldn't make him more important than her dream to become a model. She always remembered what he'd said to her about being a model, being skinny and loaded with drugs. Back then she had been sure he was wrong about it, but now, she couldn't say it anymore.

"I'm not the woman he was in love with anymore. She's gone."-Buffy whispered to herself and swallowed tears as she walked to the nearest café.

"Are you ok?"-Bones asked Booth when they got in his car and drove away. He'd stopped humming the melody and looked like he was brooding. Confusion and old pain were still drawn on his handsome face and Brennan didn't like it.

"I'm not sure what I'm feeling. Never thought I'd hear from Buffy again… and now she's suddenly back and I don't think I've fully processed it yet."

"Do you wanna talk about it? To really process it?"

"No. We've got work to do. Talking about Buffy can wait."

"Do you still love her, Booth?"

"What? No! Of course not! It's been five years and I'm over her."

"Why do you sound so defensive then?"-Bones asked, and Booth rolled his eyes.

"I don't! Look, we have to think about work, not Buffy. And, we should also think about us, Bones. We kissed. It meant something to me."

"I know it did, but Buffy wasn't back in the States then. I know you loved her deeply."

"Loved. Past tense."-Booth said and sped up. He wanted to get to the crime scene as fast as possible to deal with the less confusing dead bodies.

"If you say so."-Brennan said, and decided to drop the subject because her partner looked like he might drive over the cliff if she kept pushing him to talk about Buffy. She didn't know if he looked so flushed because he was mad at Buffy for coming back or if he still loved her. He sure looked like he was fighting himself, and Bones was relieved when they finally arrived to their destination because he kept squeezing the wheel so hard she thought it might have snapped if he'd gone on driving for a bit longer.