She sighed in relief as Angela walked out. Angela hadn't wanted to leave her—she had been trying to take care of Brennan since she'd come back from Maluku—but Brennan knew that Angela knew that staying would just make it harder for her friend. She was once again so glad to have a friend who understood like Angela did. It didn't take long for the tears to roll down her face and stain her cheeks. She was falling apart and she didn't understand it. It was something that she had never done before. There were so many questions running through her mind, she didn't even know where to start.

Why did I ask for that stupid song? What made me want to hear that song? That specific song wasn't part of the stupid bet Angela cornered me into. That wasn't the rational thing to do. What was I thinking? Why did I ask for that song?

Tears ran down her cheeks and she fought against them. She lost. For the first time since she was fifteen, she cried and she was unable to stop the tears.

That song, it was always that song. That song was her life—no it is her life. The way the girl in the song wanted to come back, but she knew that he wouldn't want her. Just like Booth no longer wanted her. Why should he?

"While I'm torturing myself, I might as well be thorough about it," she said aloud. Touching the screen of her iPod she turned on said song. "This is stupid. I should be able to listen to a singer with a pleasurable voice sing a song without becoming an emotional mess." She sighed. "And now I'm talking to myself. This is irrational. Now I'm talking to myself about talking to myself. Where does it stop?" she asked aloud in frustration. She quieted when the first lines of the song began

Suppose I called you up tonight

And told you that I loved you

And suppose I said I wanna come back home

"Because that worked so well," she chided herself aloud. While she was going crazy she might as well let herself have it.

And suppose I cried and said I think I finally learned my lesson
And I'm tired of spending all my time alone

"I tried that and obviously it didn't work," she spat. "Stop rubbing it in my face!"

If I told you that I realize you're all I ever wanted
And
it's killin' me to be so far away
Would you tell me that you love me too

At that she laughed, "Of course he wouldn't. He loves Hannah now. He never loved me. How could he? How could anyone?"
And would we cry together
Or would you simply
laugh at me and say

I told you so
Oh, I told you so
I told you someday you'd come crawlin' back and askin' me to take you in
I told you so
But you had to go
Now I've found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again

"He found somebody new. Get over it Temperance. He has moved on. He deserves to be happy. You don't matter anymore. It shouldn't be that hard to get used to. You've never mattered before."

If I got down on my knees and told you I was yours forever
Would you get down on yours too and take my hand

Would we get that old time feelin'
Would we laugh and talk for hours
The way we did when our love first began

"Oh god, how I miss the way we were. How I miss you Booth. I miss that way we used to be. That was my everything."
Would you tell me that you miss me too
And that you've been so lonely
And you've waited for the day that I returned

"I thought that was what you'd promised me Booth. That love was forever and you'd be waiting for me." She broke down into tears once again. They were tears of anger, hurt, grief, and mostly self-hatred.
And we'd live in love forever
And that I'm your one and only

"What happened to me being the one?"
Or would you say the table's finally turned

"At least you're not hurting him anymore."

Would you say I told you so
Oh, I told you so
I told you someday you'd come crawlin' back and askin' me to take you in
I told you so
But you had to go

"I know. I was wrong. But, oh why does he have to say it everyday?"

Now I've found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again

Now I've found someone new and you will never break my heart in two again

"Yes. You found somebody new. I'll never hurt you again Booth," she vowed. "I'll leave you with your happy ever after and never, ever hurt you again."

She finally came to a decision. She was slowly dying here, watching him be happy. She knew that even though he'd moved on, he would still look out for her. He would feel guilty if she fell apart where he could see. So she wouldn't. She would leave. That way he could be happy and she could fall apart in peace.

"Yes," she said. "That's what is best. For him. He doesn't need me around to ruin his happiness." She laughed a bitter laugh. "That's all I've ever done."

She was so wrapped up in her determination to cause Booth no further hurt that she didn't notice the shadowy figure that had been standing in her door way listening.