I just have to say a big huge thanks to all the lovely reviews, and for all those that added me to their alerts. I was honestly shocked that my first piece went down so well. Here's the next bit, since you all asked so nicely :)

I've been waiting for you

It's been so long

I knew just what I would do

When I heard your song

It had been six weeks since their late night confessions. Six weeks of panic. Six weeks of angst. Six weeks of wonder. Six weeks since Cullen had called in his best agents for a highly top secret undercover operation. Six weeks since they'd spoken.

Six weeks for her to truly think about the implications of their parting words.

When he'd left her that night after his superior's call, he didn't know how long he'd be gone, or when he'd be able to make contact. He told her all he could, it wasn't much. He was to leave straightaway. Not even aloud to contact Parker. He'd asked her to call Rebecca to explain. She promised she would. They stood at her door in silence, neither knowing what to say. They'd said it all, only to be rudely pulled out of their moment by the shrill of his cell. She looked up at him, fear pumping through her heart, and whispered "I'll wait". He shot her a smile, pulled her in for a soft, brief kiss and quickly left before things escalated and leaving her no longer became an option.

And that's what she'd done, for the past six weeks. Waited. She'd gone to work, with no FBI cases she'd managed to catch up with her back log of limbo cases and wrote half her next book.

She was mindlessly typing away when it happened. The melodic sounds of Keep on Trying coming from her cell. Her heart skipped a beat as she reached for the small electronic item, still checking the caller ID, even though every fibre of her being knew it was him.

Filled my heart with your bliss

Gave me freedom

You knew I could not resist

I needed someone

He was coming home tomorrow. They caught the gang they'd been after and just had paper work to finish up before they were allowed back. She couldn't believe how excited she was.

She'd thought strongly about what had happened. At first she was surprised at her own admissions. She'd never been one to believe in love, but the way Booth made her feel was complete bliss. She felt like this for some time, but didn't think anything could ever come of it.

She'd spent a long time panicking about the implications of their partnership, but after several long chats with Angela and surprisingly Cam, her fears had quietened to a light and distant murmur. After all, with the exception of the lunch hour for Angela and Hodgins, they had both been in romantic relationships without it effecting their working environment.

She'd panicked about being in a real relationship. Her last relationship, although appeared more on the outside, was not as serious as she'd thought. Sully leaving didn't affect her nearly as much as she thought it might. That, she realised, might have something to do with a certain other FBI agent. She was afraid of commitment, afraid of letting down her walls for the possibility to be hurt again. She cursed her parents for making her feel so alone, and so trapped in the solitude. However, she thought how free she'd felt since that night six weeks ago. No longer alone in the physical sense, but also no longer alone with her feeling for Booth. No longer alone in love.

She wished for tomorrow to come quicker, she needed him. Every part of her needed him. Her eye's ached to see him, her ears longed to hear his voice, her lips tingled with the anticipation of his kiss. She hoped he knew how she much she meant those words. How much she was powerless to resist him in every sense of the word. Yes, tomorrow needed to come quicker for Dr Temperance Brennan.

I hope for all those of you who waited that this wasn't a complete let down. The next chapter is going to be from Booth's perspective.