She finally arrived and he greeted her and they sat down.
"Why did you call me here, Booth?" She had asked.
"I have something to tell you. It won't be easy either."
"Okay. What is it?"
"I have…set in my retirement notice…today."
"You…what?"
"I'm retiring, Bones."
"I understand that, Booth. What I don't understand is why?"
"I'm getting older, Bones…I've worked at this job for 14 years of my life… I walked into the Hoover building as a newbie. An amateur. I progressed into a good agent, Bones. I did my best; I served my part in the justice balance deparment. It's time for me to live the rest of my life."
"I…understand."
Booth could see that she was tearing up.
"I have to go," She said quickly as she stood up and walked out quickly.
"Bones…" He said more to himself seeing as how she was no longer there.
A few days later, he was packing up his office when there came a knock on the door. He looked up to see Brennan standing there.
"Bones…hey, come in."
She walked in, and looked down.
"Look…I'm not…angry at you, Booth…"
"Nah, it's okay, I get it, Bones."
"You don't really…"
"What?"
"Nothing. I am just going to miss…working with you, Booth. That is all."
"I know, and I'm going to miss working with you too, Bones but we will still be friends. We can still eat at the diner; we will still be the same old Booth and Brennan."
She smiled as she walked up to him and threw her arms around him. He hugged her back. They stood like that for a matter of minutes.
The few weeks after he left were a struggle. They talked on the phone and discussed visiting plans.
After a while, they both got busy and soon stopped communicating altogether.