And this is my happy response...
"It's ten years."
He nodded, snaking an arm gently around her wrist, burying his face in her hair. She continued. "To the day."
"Did you have another nightmare, Bones?"
She turned slowly, smiling slightly at his tousled hair, his morning stubble.
His lips met hers softly, teasing. "I guess." she replied, turning her eyes away from his beautiful big ones.
He cupped her face with his hand. "It's ok, you know. I still dream about that time with the Gravedigger."
"Booth, that was years ago."
"So was this."
"Yes, but..." she trailed off. "It's irrational. I can't seem to ever forget it. It's not there all the time. Just when it comes to the anniversary, or when I see a similar case. Then I can't stop thinking about it... about how close you were to-"
"Hey." he said, pulling her closer. She had tears in her eyes. He softly placed kiss after kiss on the corner of her mouth until she wiped her eyes furiously and held him away from her, eyes traversing his face as if drinking him in.
"I love you, Booth." she said, her voice thick. "I don't know what I would do if I ever lost you."
"I love you too." he said, smiling. He kissed her again. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of telling you that."
She buried her head in his neck, trailing kisses along his collarbone, remembering.
Crying silently as the ambulance drove away, then following in Angela's car, sobbing hysterically. The only thought that existed was that she might never see him alive again.
The hours of waiting nearly driving her mad as he was in surgery.
Holding his hand as he woke up, his eyes locking with hers straight away and her realisation that she couldn't hide from him or herself any longer.
"I love you." were the first words that escaped her mouth the moment he croaked: "Bones"
How he had tried to laugh, saying, "Am I dead? Because the only place you would be telling me that in would be heaven."
Leaning over him and kissing him, just lightly at first, promising herself, promising everything.
Holding him all night the first time, craving skin to skin contact, falling in love with him all over again as he kissed the spot behind her ear and murmured: "I love you too, Bones."
Marrying him, achieving what everyone had thought was impossible. Knowing, when she stared up into his eyes that 'til death to us part' meant exactly what it said.
The two of them were startled by the sudden dead weight of something (or someone) on the bed. Brennan disengaged herself from Booth to see their four year old, Isobel Christine, dressed in her fairy costume, bouncing excitedly. "Mommy!" she squealed, "You promised I could go to Auntie Angela's today!"
Booth laughed throatily, still holding his wife's hand in his, and grinned at his daughter. "Five minutes, Iz. Go and decide what you want for breakfast."
And she bounced off the bed and skipped off. Brennan and Booth stared after her for a moment, both of them smiling without even noticing.
"You ok?" he asked. She grinned, and leant over and captured his lips, kissing him hard, pinning him underneath her. Then she drew back, slid out of bed and stood up, wandering towards the shower. "I am now." she replied, her smile wide.
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