THE HEART NEVER LIES

Based on the McFly ;) song. Booth&Brennan, throughout a tumultuous relationship. Sixshot.

A/N: The brilliance of Bones lately has led me into the fic world again :D

This will deal with some of the issues brought up in CMitML, and maybe date back to the WitW/PitH issues.

But we are the lovers

"Booth." She said as she answered the door, smiling slightly, wearily. He looked her up and down, mentally reassuring herself that she would survive. She was slightly paler than usual, but then, maybe that was just the light, and her eyes were tired, sad, but hadn't they always been?

"Bones." He forced a smile, finding a lump suddenly in his throat. She was alive, and the same.

She frowned, looking at him, and then looking at her watch. "Aren't you supposed to be working?"

He shrugged, "I got your message."

Silence. She couldn't see what he wanted to say, and how could she? He could hardly see it himself.

"Bones, are you all right?"

"I told you I was. I thought you got the message."

He ran his hands through his short hair. "Can… can I come in?"

She frowned again, but nodded. "Sure."

He walked through her apartment, marvelling a little that nothing had changed in the outside world when so much had changed inside him. This revelation, he'd only know he really, truly, deeply loved her for a matter of minutes, and already it was eating him apart inside. And he had to get it out before the adrenalin coursing through him dissipated, and he chickened out. Before he managed to lie to himself that it was just the shock making him feel that way, and before he kept his feelings to himself forever.

"Bones, you might want to sit down."

Her eyebrows furrowed. "Why?"

He swallowed. "I have something to tell you."

"And why would I want to sit down?"

He smiled a little. "Never mind."

She sunk into the sofa anyway, and a little part of his brain noted how infuriating she was.

"Have you got any beer, Bones?"

"Yes." She said, but made no move to get it.

"Bones?"

"Uh huh?"

"Beer?"

"I thought you had something to tell me."

So stalling wasn't an option. He nodded slowly, swallowing the strange taste rising in his mouth. This was the make or break moment. This was where he either got everything he ever wanted or destroyed everything he held dear.

"Booth? Is everything all right?"

Was everything all right? No. But it might never be again if he didn't get this out now.

"Bones… I… I love you."

Way to go, Booth. Just blurt it out. You've know her long enough now to know she needs warning.

She said nothing, just looked down at her hands for a moment, and then back up at him.

"Booth, is this some sort of joke?" she said through gritted teeth, and he shivered when he realised he had never heard her sound in so much pain.

"No!"

She shook her head at him, stood up from the couch and walked over to the window, unable to look directly at him.


If you don't believe me,

"Bones…" he began tentatively.

"Not right now." She snapped, still looking away, at the traffic speeding past as if nothing had happened, as if their world wasn't crumbling.

"I-"

"I said not right now, Booth! I can't… I just… it's not funny…"

He stood up too, skimming calloused fingers through short chocolate hair, sighing. "Bones, will you look at me?"

She turned towards him, and he had to grit his teeth when he saw her eyes full of tears. She immediately looked down, unable to face whatever it was that was burning in his eyes.

"Bones, I-"

"What, Booth? Don't apologise to me. I… I just… it's not a joke to me."

Confused, he took a tentative step towards her. "It's not a joke to me either! I… maybe I shouldn't have just come out with it like that, but… I just freaked when I heard about the fire. You could've been killed, and all of a sudden I just realised that there was no point keeping it a secret from you anymore!" Deep breaths, Booth. "And I'm not asking you for anything, I just had to let you know, couldn't be keeping it to myself anymore. I'm not.. I'm not joking, Bones. Even… even if I didn't… I wouldn't joke about it… I do lo-"

But he broke off, because she was looking at him now.


Then just look into my eyes,

He said nothing.

She said nothing.

Then…. "You weren't joking."

Two steps forward, and he caught her hands in his.

"I wasn't joking."

"You… you can't love me." She whispered, stepping a little closer to him.

"Why the hell not?"

"I'm… I'm useless at love, Booth, half the time I don't even believe in it, you deserve someone be-"

"I don't deserve you."

His lips crashed into hers, sending her staggering back until she hit the window with a soft thunk. That would be a little sore, but right now she didn't care. Booth's lips on hers weren't an opportunity she was going to pass up for the minor problem of having her head bruised against the double glazing. Her eyes drifted shut as her mouth opened slowly, her hands slowly travelling up to cup his face between them, thoughts only of the here and now….

He broke away, loathe to do so but knowing it was necessary, because this wasn't going to be a one time thing. This thing had to last.

A vague thought… she hit her head. He put his hand up to the back of her skull and stroked softly.

"Sorry."

She smiled a little. "Don't be."

He stroked her cheek and then took her hands, before realising they were standing in the window, the pair of them, breathing heavily, and well… his shirt had seen better days…

He led her away, she seemed reluctant to move, but did so, and they both sat on Brennan's couch, as they had moments ago, lifetimes ago.

"You really weren't joking?" she asked, but she was smiling now.

He shook his head. "I meant it, Bones, every word. And I know now isn't the best time, or the most appropriate time, and it was decidedly unromantic and-"

"Would you just let me talk, Booth?"

He cleared his throat. "Sorry."

"I… you… you… you have to understand that I am useless at this. I run away at the slightest thought of commitment, I work too much, I'll send you home if I'm in a bad mood, I don't want what you want, I can't bring myself to say I love you too…" She trailed off, eyes wide.

"Sounds like you just said it to me."

He had a ridiculous smile on his, and she gave a shy one back.


Cause the heart never lies

"All those things, Bones… they're you. I wouldn't want to change them. I… I want you, all of you, every flaw and fault and dysfunctional little trait… I want all of that, and well as everything… everything that amazes me about you."

She smiled, suddenly coy. "And what would that be?"

"Your heart. You're full of love, even if you don't realise it. Your dedication, your smile, your eyes… that brain." He swatted her lightly on the head. "I love all of it."

She sighed. "So we're really gonna do this…"

He swallowed. Whatever that was, it wasn't anywhere near rejection…

"If you want."

"I do."

"We're gonna do it properly, though, Bones. You know I'll have to tell Cullen, and-" he winced, "-Cam."

She nodded.

"They might even split us up…"

She threaded her fingers into his hair. "I want all of you, Booth, not just a partner. And if I have to lose my partner to get that then-"

He kissed her lightly. "I'm gonna go home, in a moment. And tomorrow night I'm taking you out on a date."

She raised her eyebrows, bringing her hands down to rest, flat, on his chest, moving closer to him. His breath hitched. "You're not – staying?"

He closed his eyes for a moment, collecting himself. "No. Properly, Bones."

She shrugged. "The way I see it, we've practically been dating for the past two years."

It was his turn to raise his eyebrows. "Oh, really?"

She kissed him gently. "There just wasn't enough of this."

He smiled. "I don't wanna lose you, Bones, I'm not gonna do anything that might make you run…"

Her legs twined with his, she crawled across to him on the couch, lowering herself into his lap. "The only way I'm running, Booth, is your way."

He kissed her, less gently.

"Stay." She whispered.

"You don't have to ask twice."

A/N: Sorry it took quite so long to update, I got really busy, really sidetracked, and wrote a couple of Christmas fics :D

Hope you didn't think I went too OOC, or the pace was wrong. This is a hard length of story for me to write, I'm a oneshot or massive epic girl, truthfully. Please review, anyway, I value your opinions.

Merry Day After Boxing Day!!