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He lay next to her and watched her. He could see that even though her eyes were closed, her mind was racing and she couldn't stop herself from thinking. He watched as she turned back away from him and he knew, by the movement of her shoulders, that she was crying. He wanted so badly to rub her back, to comfort her, but he didn't want to scare her away, so he just watched. Watched as she tossed and turned and tried so hard to sleep. He witnessed her fail at doing so, the first time he'd ever seen her fail at anything.

Brennan knew that he was watching her. She could feel his eyes burning her back. After a while, she couldn't handle the heat any longer, so she got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to shower. She didn't want to face him. She knew that with just the right look he could make her talk. Make her spill her secrets. Give him everything he needed to destroy her, though it wouldn't take much effort at his point. She let the water fall over her for as long as she could.

Booth knew Brennan. He knew that she would take as long as she could in the bathroom to avoid having to face him. He walked around her apartment and by the condition came to the conclusion that Brennan hadn't left her bedroom since right after the verdict. He looked at the clock on the wall, 11:30 P.M., if he called now Sid could bring over some Chinese for them; she had to be hungry by now.

Brennan emerged from the bathroom an hour after she went in. She walked out and saw Booth sitting at her kitchen table staring at her.

"Geez, Bones, you take incredibly long showers," Booth said trying to get her to say something.

Brennan just rolled her eyes and turned towards her bedroom.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Back to bed," Brennan said turning to Booth once again.

"While you were taking the world's longest shower, Sid brought over some Chinese. Come on, Bones, you gotta be hungry."

She sighed and walked over and took a seat across the table from Booth.

They sat in silence as Booth ate and Brennan stared at her food, taking a bite every few minutes.

"Are you okay?" Booth asked getting Brennan to look at him.

"I'm fine," Brennan responded.

"I know what you're thinking."

"No you don't," Brennan said as she stood up and threw out the food that she had barely eaten.

Booth got up and followed Brennan into the kitchen, "I do," he reiterated.

Brennan tried to walk past him, but he grabbed her arm, "You don't, Booth. You couldn't possibly know what I'm thinking or what I'm feeling. You sound so condescending when you say that and it's making me angry. So stop pretending you do and stop say …" Brennan's yelling was interrupted by Booth's lips landing on top of hers. It wasn't sexy, there was no tongue, it was soft, a kiss of care, a kiss of unwavering love. After a few seconds, Booth pulled back.

"What was that for?" Brennan asked.

"It was the only way I could get you to stop yelling at me," Booth responded before crashing his lips into hers again, this time he let them linger there for a little longer.

"What was that for?" Brennan asked again.

Booth placed his finger under Brennan's chin, "I'm not here because I feel guilty. I'm here because other than Parker you're the most important person in my life and I care about you so much. Seeing you in this much pain, it's killing me, I just wish I could take it all away."

He did it. She knew he was going to say something or do something to get her to talk to him and this was it. She responded by burying her face into his shoulder. He let his arms fall around and embrace her. As she rested her forehead against him she began to speak.

"I just got him back. He may be a murderer, and I knew he was, and I let myself get close to him again. I got close, and now he's going to die and it's my fault. I wasn't a good enough scientist. I couldn't find a way to get him acquitted."

"Bones, don't say weren't a good scientist. You're a genius, if anyone could have found a way it would have been you. You couldn't find a way to get him off, because he did it."

"He wouldn't have gotten caught if it wasn't for me. He let himself get caught to be with me. I should have let him go, I spent most of my life without him anyway," Brennan said.

Booth broke his embrace to look Brennan in the eyes, taking her hands into his, "Hey, this isn't your fault. You know that he wouldn't have been in this position if he didn't kill anyone, you're being irrational if you think this is anyone's fault but his."

Brennan shook her head in response.

"What?" Booth asked.

"You're using my thought process against me."

"Yeah, well, I do what I can."

"I'm going to miss him," Brennan stated sadly.

"You can't miss something that's still here. Stop thinking so far ahead, Bones, start thinking about the now."

"The now?" Brennan asked.

"Yes, like right now, I want to kiss you again, so I'm going to and I hope right now you want to kiss me ba…" Booth's statement was interrupted by Brennan's lips meeting his. This time the kiss was passionate, their tongues dancing with each other as their lips melted together, because right now, all that mattered to each of them was each other. When they broke apart, both gasping for air, smiles graced each of their faces.

"Now, I'd really like to get some sleep," Brennan said as she led Booth back to her bedroom their hands still intertwined.

She crawled into bed and Booth climbed in behind her just as he had did hours earlier. This time though, he wasn't afraid to touch her. He brought her into him, the curve of her back, aligning perfectly with his chest and stomach. He wrapped his arm around her middle and sleep finally claimed the both of them.

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