A/N: Okay, so here I am to post the new chapter!!! It's a bit boring (I admit) but it's a necessary evil, so I'm really sorry!!! The next will be more exciting. I'm already writing the it, so it could be up by the weekend. If you have any suggestions, let me know beacause I love to know what you think. Also, forgive me for any wrong information about the London streets, I killed myself with the maps, but I can hardly get around in my own home town!!!

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"Don't run Parker," yelled Seeley Booth as he watched his son's gold locks flying around as the little boy ran over to catch up with his mother, who was walking beside Angela. The London Heathrow airport was loaded as their flight landed. It was already the afternoon and the sun was brighter than ever when the wedding party made their way through the busy crowd in order to get their luggage.

"Mommy, mommy," yelled Parker, pulling on the hem of Rebecca's skirt, "When are we going to see Tempe?" asked the boy when his mother picked him up, balancing the small child on her hip.

"Well, bud, first we have to get the car and drive for a while to get to the inn where she is staying," said Rebecca as she walked quickly over to Booth, signaling for him to get hers and Parker's bags.

"So, we can go to the rental, it is right next to the airport. I booked two cars for us so it won't get cramped," said Angela, holding a small handbag, "Who's going with whom?" Behind her, Zach and Hodgins struggled to carry the large amount of luggage that the artist had brought.

"I think we girls should go together and the boys can get the other car," suggested Rebecca, putting her son down to get her large bag from Booth, holding the Parker's hand with her free one.

"That could work, but your bags go with you Ange," said Hodgins, piling up the suitcases.

"Fine, but you'll help me carry it," said the brunet, pointing a finger at her boyfriend.

And the group set off to the car rental. For their luck, it was indeed right next to the airport.

While Angela went inside to set the details the rest waited in the warm bright sun. When she came out, they waited for the cars to be brought, which didn't took too long as a minute later their vehicles were parked in front of them. Angela got the keys from one of the maneuvers while Booth got the other.

Hodgins helped Angela place her large bags on the trunk along with Rebecca's. Booth placed his bag and Parker's on the trunk, laughing when Zach almost got knocked over by his own bag when he tripped, loosing balance. Parker got in the car, choosing the left side of the back sit. Zach got in and sat on the other side, watching as the small boy got his game boy from his coat pocket and started playing.

Hodgins and Booth had a quick disagreement over who should drive. The girls watched amused as Hodgins puffed his chest up to confront the agent. He only surrendered when Booth gave him a very convincing argument: he had a gun. After that, the entomologist gave the larger man a very dirty look and got in the car, sitting on the passenger's side with his arms crossed over his chest, pouting.

As the two cars began to move around Bath Road, the London view passed too quickly before their eyes. Everything running in a blur as they sped up to get to the inn before sunset. In the boys' car, the silence was the reining rule, while in the girls' car, the conversation was flowing joyfully.

A long time after they left the airport, the view started to change. Instead of the countless hotels, they saw the small houses lined up, putting together the lovely sight of the outskirts of London. Angela made a mental note to spend some time in the city after the wedding. The shopping possibilities were endless.

"So… I didn't expect Tempe to do this," started Rebecca.

"Yeah, well… I guess nobody really expected. That's the thing with Brennan, you never really know what comes next," said Angela as she struggled to maneuver the car through the tight streets. Driving on the left side was proving to be a challenge for the artist.

"Do you think it'll be a calm and simple wedding?" asked Rebecca, glancing at the now smiling driver.

"You mean if I think that Booth and Sully will behave?" sent back the artist, blowing a sigh," I don't know… I hope so. I don't want anything to ruin Brennan's happiness".

"Yeah, but…" Angela felt a question coming, but the blonde never voiced it.

"But what?" asked the brunet, arching one eyebrow skyward.

"It's just… I don't know," said Rebecca, trying to find the words to express her thoughts, "When they were together, I really thought it would last, you know? I had never seen Seeley as happy as he was with her, and then… BAN, it was over".

Angela kept her hands on the wheel as she glanced at Rebecca. The point was valid as the same question ran through her head for months now. Was Brennan really doing the right thing?

"I think Booth got careless. I lost track of how many times he would go in the lab and say he was sorry for like a hundred times before Brennan would give in. One time it was a forgotten dinner, then it was a late night in the office or an important date," said Angela, going through her mind for every event.

"I never thought she would care about that sort of thing," said Rebecca.

"She never did, but when they started dating, they made an agreement. They would both commit to give their best to keep the relationship going. It wasn't a lot to ask, but for Brennan, it was. She wasn't the type of person to care about that sort of thing, but she made the effort. For countless times I helped her pick out programs for her and Booth to do, or give her books that helped".

"So she really tried," said the blonde woman.

"Yes, she did. But there is more to this that she lets me know. Booth started to distance himself, and she got lonely. And for Brennan, there is nothing worst than abandon," one turn and Angela realized that they were almost out of the city, "I'm not saying that Brennan was perfect. Sometimes, they would fight for the stupidest things ever just because she was too hard headed, but she was doing her best".

"And Seeley wasn't?" asked Rebecca. She had never heard the entire story of why they broke up, and she was finding it highly intriguing.

"Well, at first, yeah. He was really sweet with her, practically living in that lab. Every night he would come and drag her from her remains just to have dinner at Wong Foo's while bickering over the most stupid things. Every day he would drop her off and pick her up. It was really sweet to watch, you know?" said Angela, a bittersweet look in her eyes.

"I know he can be like that when he wants to. But there is a part of Seeley that I never knew. And for the way he looked at her and she looked at him, I just knew that everything he kept from me, he showed to her," said Rebecca. The rural landscape continued to pass outside the car, but both women didn't even notice.

"I never understood why everything fell apart. It started out slowly. One day she would come in alone and I would notice her staring at the phone, willing it to ring. Other times she would be in the lab really late, glancing at her watch every five minutes. Then he stopped answering his phone and she got all worked up, thinking that he could have been shot just to find out that he turned it off".

"But that doesn't seem like him. He was never unconsidered," said Rebecca, frowning.

"I know, and that's what makes everything even more confusing. I know he's not like that, but it all went to hell, and at some point, Brennan had enough," said Angela, maneuvering the car through a bridge. She just then started to notice her surrounding.

The high mountains defined the horizon as the sun began its descent. Angela observed as the sky was painted in a light pink tone, taking this a sign that the night was approaching, and so should be the inn. Glancing at the rear view mirror, she saw the boys' car.

"Good thing I kept them behind me, otherwise we would be lost by now," said Angela, smiling.

"True. They always get lost," complemented the blonde.

"Anthropologically speaking, man can't read maps or ask for information," said Angela in her best Brennan tone.

"You got that right," said Rebecca laughing along.

In the other car, the atmosphere was a little less… cheery.

"Dude, you've got to stop doing that," said Hodgins as he watched Booth tap his fingers in the wheel in a very rhythmical beat. The agent stooped with his activities and glanced at the entomologist in a menacing way.

"I'm the one driving, and, I'm the one with the gun, so…" with that he started to tap his fingers again in a cheery rhythm.

"Hey, I understand that you're nervous about this whole thing, but you've got to calm down. It's going to be a long week, so you've got to keep it together," said Hodgins.

"Hey, I'm not nervous, okay? I just don't like to travel," said Booth. He knew Hodgins was right, but as long as he continued to lie to himself, he could believe the lie.

"I'm just saying, if Angela was getting married to another man, I would be in serious need of anger management," through clenched teeth Booth blew a snort, and a grim appeared on his face.

"How about we don't talk for the rest of the trip? How does that sound?" asked the agent, letting it clear to the other man that the matter was closed. Hodgins glanced one more time at Booth before resigning. This would be something for Angela to deal with later.

And so it was how the rest of the trip was spent. The only noise that could be heard in the car was the small voice of Parker explaining to Zach how to play the game boy. Booth smirked, typical squint, he thought. Zach was truly a male version of Brennan sometimes.

He remembered the first time he took her bowling. His alpha male pride was bruised after she won her first game. But the happiness he saw in her eyes made him happy. And the kisses he won after every strike she made weren't bad either. Teaching her wasn't so bad after all.

And as the sun descended to hide behind the proud mountains of England Booth was lost in a sea of memories from a time when everything was perfect. A time when he could still hold her and call her his. He was shaken off his reverie by a voice calling out to him.

"Booth," called Hodgins, shaking the agent's shoulder.

"What?" asked Booth, lightly irritated.

"The girls are stopping," he said, indicating the car in front of them which was indeed parked now in front of a large metal gate. Stopping his own vehicle, Booth stepped out and walked towards the left side, tapping on the window for Rebecca to open.

"Why did you stopped?" he asked after the window was rolled down.

"We're here," Angela answered with a smile, "Could you open the gate for us, please?" she asked with a very soft and helpless voice. Chick's tricks always worked.

"Sure," he said and moved to the gate. Grabbing the metal bars he pushed the first half with a lot of effort, doing the same with the other half. Angela maneuvered the car inside, sending Booth a kiss on her way in.

Turning on his heels, he got back into the car and drove until the vehicle was in. Getting out, he once again pushed the extremely heavy gates until it was closed.

As Angela drove, she understood why Brennan chose this place to stay. The road to get to the inn was large, and on each side the trees were tall and lined, making a perfect welcoming path. As she first saw a glimpse of the main house her jaw fell. It was two floors mansion, the entire front was obvious made out of marble. The column stood tall in pair in each side of the entrance door, and red roses surrounded the entire house.

Angela made her way out of the car, followed by Rebecca. A deep frown was on her forehead as she took in her surroundings. The first thing she noticed was the amount of cars parked in front of the inn. From a quick look, she counted at least ten. The second thing she noticed was the large delivery vans. Squinting to get a better read of the logo on the side, she frowned even deeper at the name.

"Forever love, Wedding coordinators?" she asked out loud. As she looked back, she noticed that the men were also frowning, probably wondering the same thing she was.

"What the hell is going on here?" she asked to no one in particular. Brennan had some explaining to do.

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