Author's Note: I know I know, it's been a long time but I couldn't update sooner because the servidor wasn't working well. I hope you like this chapter and please review!!! I want to dedicate this chapter to my BETA syd15 who has been the first one in reading this chapter as I've been the one in reading her first fic too which is about House MD. You're great babe!! As I always say I hope you love this fic and send me a lot of reviews 'cause you know I love them as I love you all!! I want to get my review record with this fic Soooooo, there we go. ENJOY!! By the way, the song used in this fic Belongs to Creed and its called "Weathered". No intentions of infringe copyrights.

I DO NOT OWN BONES

"I've just told you to go Booth!" Temperance said giving him a furious glance "Go now! Get out of my sight!!"

Booth felt an imperative feeling of getting out of her room and of her life but the fighter inside him made him stay there and make a few steps forwards, what made Temperance even more furious. His hands strongly closed and his back completely rigid. His eyes looked at her waiting for more insults, waiting for her to stand and hit him but she stood still looking furiously at him. Her legs strongly held against her chest and her eyes letting tears escape through her cheeks even when they were full of anger.

Suddenly the weight of the world seemed to be over his shoulders and even when all he wanted was to give her all her furious back he decided to speak frankly.

"What have I done to make you act like this Temperance?"

She got ready for him to say something harder, something that would make her regret everything she's just said to him but his words caught her by surprise . How should she react at those words? Be still mad? Change the subject? Or maybe just hide her head under her arms and let it pass? Honesty and pain took her. The pain that felt when she saw him crying and didn't want to tell her why, when that special connection between them simply broke for a question.

"How could you push me away how you did before?" she said lowing her head.

"And why" he shouted pointing at her "are you kicking me away from you now Temperance?"

"If you can't answer my question this is never going to end" she said angrily avoiding him

"I am the one who don't understand why you're acting this way. Why you jumped off the couch we were sharing. Why you look at me like that" he moved closer to the bed "Is all this because I cried? Because you asked me something I couldn't answer? Is all this shit about that Temperance?"

Her face turned red because of the anger. Temperance knew that Booth was mad because of her reaction but she was not going to let him call it "shit" because it wasn't for her. Her reaction was based on her feelings and her feelings had it origin on his actions so everything was his fault and she felt betrayed by his words. Temperance got up from bed quickly and Booth couldn't stop her arms before her hand slapped his right cheek. He closed his eyes but felt her rapid breathing on his face; she was close, close enough to feel her presence like as his own.

Temperance stood there right in front of him waiting to see if he was shameless enough to give that back to her but when he opened his eyes all she saw was compassion for her.

"I never though this could happen" he said showing no mercy "but I can't believe that you've just hit me because I cried!" she said yelling pointing at himself "I cried because of you but I see now you don't deserve any of those tears Temperance. Everything was for you! But this" he said pointing at both of them "is over".

What lead them to that moment? The moment when everything was ending, the moment she knew would come sooner or later. She would preferred he slapped her on her face that had to feel the pain of his words all over her body like they were stabbing her. Her sobs started escaping from her throat but her eyes were still looking at him. He didn't go away, he was there maybe waiting for her to say something that could help the situation or maybe to end everything definitely. She was shocked and didn't want to cry but couldn't stop it.

He was looking at her when she tried to suffocate her sobs putting her hand over her mouth. He saw how she closed her eyes tightly and covered them with her other hand. But he didn't want to see how she felt slowly on her knees loosing her composure completely. He's just told her why he cried but he decided to tell her their relationship was over even when he didn't want it. He didn't look down when he felt how one of her hands rested on his left led first and then her head. And he didn't want to look down but he did when he tried to say his name.

"Seeee...ee...ly"

It could have been better for him to run away from that room when he could because in that exact moment he understood there wouldn't be any other chance to escape. Temperance looked up and her eyes met his. He saw the sorrow in her eyes and slowly sat down in front of her. Her hands rested on his shoulders but she couldn't say anything because sobs were still escaping between her lips.

"Booth" she said trying to control herself "I'm so sorry"

"Temperance" he tried to talk but she cut him off.

"Seely" she lower her head "Were you talking seriously? Do you want to stop... this?" she lifted her head and met his gaze. His eyes were looking directly at hers but no words came to his mouth; he was too concentrated on not lean towards and show her how wrong he was trying to scare her saying that.

"Temperance I can't. I don't find the words but I didn't mean it. I don't want to leave our work together".

He spoke slowly and to his ears it sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than making her understand. He talked about work, just work, but he knew how important their personal relationship was to improve their work. He avoided talking about friendship, about feelings, about two people sharing everything in every case, people who risked their lives for each other, people who just needed a glance to know what the other meant. Personal things that made them be more than co-workers, more than partners and even more than friends.

His eyes focused on hers trying to know her impression about what he has just said but only found sadness and confusion. He could also feel her trembling hands over his shoulders, cold by sweat. He felt the need to say something that could make everything better but hoped that his words wouldn't be misunderstood.

"I would like to tell you the reason of all that happened. I would like to tell you so much things... but is not the time. Not now. Not after what has just happened" he sighed "But what I can tell you right right now" he took her face on his hands "is that the reason is nothing bad. Is the most wonderful thing that had happened in my life but also something that's killing me because it can't happens. Hard to explain but I will, I just need some time to think about the right words"

"Ok" she said pulling away and standing, leaving Booth on the floor looking at her "I'll leave you so you can think about it. I'm going to take a shower" and as the last word was pronunciated she disappeared behind the bathroom's door.

Booth walked out of her room. The silent and dark corridor made it an eternal way. He needed to have his mind clear because what he needed to tell her was probably the most important thing in his life. There were a lot of options and bifurcation that would make everything go wrong so he needed to make a hard work looking for the right words to tell her. He heard the water running in the bathroom and turned on the radio to distract his mind from her actions.

I lie awake on a long, dark night
I can't seem to tame my mind
Slings and arrows are killing me inside
Maybe I can't accept the life that's mine
No, maybe I can't accept the life that's mine

Simple living is my desperate cry
Been trading love with indifference
yeah it suits me just fine
I try to hold on but I'm calloused to the bone
Maybe that's why I feel alone yeah...
Maybe that's why I feel so alone

'Cause me…I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and
it just won't heal
I am rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and
It just won't heal
No, it just won't heal no no no...

His body lying in the couch while his mind was been caught by the deep rhythm of the song that was playing background. How would he fix up everything that he had said to her? They'd lived so many things that night together that finding the right words seemed to be a mess.

The sun shines and I can't avoid the light
I think I'm holding on to life too tight
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Sometimes I feel like giving up yeah...
I said, sometimes I feel like giving up

'Cause me…I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and
it just won't heal
I am rusted and weathered
Barely holding together
I'm covered with skin that peels and
it just won't heal
It just won't heal

His eyes focused on the roof and his hands resting over his chest. He felt his own heartbeat pounding in his ears and the slow breathing of his lungs. Everything was complicated; everything was going to be complicated between them no matter what but he had in his hands the chance to change everything and so he took the resolution of being clear and honest and it couldn't get worse than it got when he told her he wanted to separate. It's going to get hard but it worth it! He said to himself and got up from the couch. He stood there just a minute hearing the lyric of the song.

The day reminds me of you
The night hides your truth
The earth is a voice
Speaking to you
Take all this pride
And leave it behind
'Cause one day it ends
One day we die
Believe what you will
That is your right
But I choose to win
I choose to fight
To fight

He decided. Everything got clear. His legs drove him through the corridor to her room and started smiling openly to the woman who had just got out of her bathroom.

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