A/N: I never intended to add the conversation between Bones and Booth, but I had a request in the reviews and a few in e-mails. However, if I hadn't woken up yesterday morning with this chapter on my mind… I guess I subconsciously wanted it too. Please enjoy, review and remember - all BB fluff is AU, at this time anyway.
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I Say A Little Prayer – the BB conversation
As Special Agent Seeley Booth charges into her office, Dr. Temperance Brennan jumps up from behind her desk yelling, "What the hell is wrong with you? Charging in here with your gun drawn!"
"I thought you were in trouble!" He says with a stare that reflects the anger and fear he felt from listening to her message.
"Well, you can see that I am not!" She returns coolly.
Turning from her, he pulls out his cell phone and hits speed dial eight. "Call the team off…
"I don't need back-up…
"Day Code: 'Martha Washington'…
"No, I misunderstood the situation…
"I'll report to Cullen when I get back."
Now it is his turn to yell, "Bones, what was that voice mail about?"
"That tune you have been humming for the past month."
"What about it?"
"I know what it is called."
He just stands there and stares at her with a look that said 'Crap, I'm caught', while his voice says, "You do?"
"Yes, and I looked up the lyric's," Moving around her desk, she steps toward the couch and indicates for Booth to sit. "… Why have you been humming that song?"
"It's… How I… "He admits, self-consciously looking down. "Bones, the song says how I feel… about you."
"You think about me when you're on a bus wearing a dress and make-up?" She teases.
"No! No, Bones; I pray for you."
"Booth, I don't believe in God."
"You don't have to, I can't not…" And he trails off; a deep, thoughtful look comes to his eyes, "There are things…"
"What things?" She asks, leaning closer.
"Just things, you know."
"No, Booth. I don't."
"Things… like when Parker was born – he was so perfect. And…" He places his hand to her cheek.
She closes her eyes and leans into his touch.
"… the way I feel about you goes much farther than a biological imperative. Besides, I know from personal experience that things that go 'bang' only destroy."
She looks into his eyes and sees what she always sees, except this time she understands. Leaning forward, she kisses him. His hand slides behind her neck and their kiss deepens.
Pushing away, she gives a shy smile and places her fingers over his mouth, stopping the words she longs to hear. "I'll meet you out front in 10." She breathes.
With a beaming smile, he stands and offers her his hand. Helping her to stand he gives her a quick peck and steps to the door. Opening the door, he gives her a wink and steps out humming a new tune.
The End