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So actually this was planned as a one shot and I simply forgot to mark it as completed. But then I was completely overwhelmed by your response! I've never gotten so many favorites, follows and reviews for one single chapter! Thank you so much guys! I'm so happy! :)

So I decided to continue this. I don't know how many chapters I'll get out of it though. We'll see :)

Someone who can't be forgotten: NatesMama!! Thanks for the edit :)

Let's move on to the 2nd chapter then. I hope I don't disappoint.

Enjoy :)

A few months later…

"Bones, have you seen my phone?" The FBI agent came into the living room, a frantic look on his face.

"I don't know, maybe it's in one of the five trousers which lay scattered all over my place and you refuse to pick them up.

He narrowed his eyes at her but let the snarky comment slip. But only because he had to leave for work and he really needed his phone.

"Okay, you know what? I'll find it when I come home tonight." He told her before placing a kiss on her cheek. "Bye Bones, love you."

It still thrilled him every time he said those words. They were in a relationship now – a serious loving relationship and he couldn't be happier. A few weeks ago he'd asked her out on a date and to his surprise she'd accepted. Things went smoothly from there.

However today he didn't hear a response to those words. She had been nervous and snarky all day and he really had no idea what was wrong with her. She works too much. Even on her day off she's here writing on a new chapter for her book. I really have to change that.

"Bones, how about you go and visit Pops today, huh? I bet he'd be thrilled to see you and have you all for himself."

"Can't, I have work to do." She answered without looking away from the laptop screen.

He sighed "Okay, what's wrong, tell me."

"Booth, would you please just go now? I'm trying to concentrate here! And you're late already!", she screamed at him.

"Whoa, okay okay, no Pops then," he said with his hands raised in surrender. "I'm leaving, see?" He walked backwards out of the apartment. "No reason to be so touchy."

She sighed in relief when she heard the door close. She loved him. She really did. That's one of the things she came clear about. And she loved having him around as often as possible. That's why he practically lived in her apartment now. But today was just one of those days where she needed to be alone. She took one day off work because she didn't want to talk to anyone. No exceptions.

Booth meanwhile puzzled his head over what he possibly could have done wrong but he couldn't think of anything. They had a very pleasant evening yesterday. First dinner, then a movie and then they'd moved their date to bed. No complaining there from her. They fell asleep sometime between 3 and 4am and the last words he heard from her were "I love you, Booth." And then BOOM! Hurricane Temperance descended upon him first thing this morning. He loved that woman to bits and pieces but sometimes he really didn't understand her.

Anyway, he had to focus on work now. There was so much paperwork to catch up on. Tonight, he decided, to talk to her in earnest. Something had to be bothering her. And he couldn't stand her not feeling good. Normally he would call her now or at least send a text to her. He knew that given some time she would often calm down again. But why of all things had his phone decided to mock him today?

Sighing to himself, Booth concentrated on his paperwork. After all, the faster he got it all done the faster he'd see her again and they could talk things out.

Later that evening he opened the door to her apartment with a bouquet of mums in his hands. "Bones, you there?"

"Yes, I'm here." She said when she appeared in the hall. "You're late."

He'd prepared himself for Hurricane Temperance 2.0 but he was relieved to see that it wasn't anger shining in her eyes, but concern.

"Yeah you know, I really wanted to bring you some daffodils but I tried every damn florist in DC and they all say it's just not the season. So I brought you mums because I think they're pretty too."

She had to smile softly at him standing there with his puppy dog eyes. And she felt bad for him because he obviously thought her emotional outburst this moment was his fault. So she stepped in front of him and took the flowers before stepping into his embrace.

"They're beautiful, Booth. Thank you."

He sighed in relief as he held her tightly to his chest, stroking his hands up and down her back and burying his face in her hair. No matter what had bothered her this morning, he knew that everything would be okay.

"Bones?" He asked after a few seconds.

"Hmm?" Was her muffled but content reply against his shoulder.

"Will you tell me what was wrong this morning?" He loosened his hold on her in order to be able to look her in the eye.

"I will, but first…" She began and disappeared only to come back seconds later with his phone. "I found this under my pillow." She grinned up at him apologetically.

"Well I always thought that damn thing lives a life on its own." He grinned back at her before taking the phone and pressing a loving kiss to her lips. "Come on, let's talk." He took her hand and dragged her over to the couch where he sat down and pulled her next to him. She snuggled into his side immediately and laid her head on his shoulder; closing her eyes for a moment.

"I didn't mean to be so touchy this morning, Booth." She began quietly after a few moments while she fiddled with his fingers.

"It's okay, Bones."

"No, it's not. It's not your fault but I- it's just…" She took one deep breath before she continued. "It's her birthday today."

"Whose birthday?" He was slightly confused but then it darned on him. "Hope? It's Hope's birthday today?"

"Yes." She said while brushing a lone tear from her cheek.

He sighed and put a finger under her chin so she had to look up at him. "Baby, why didn't you tell me? You know, you're allowed to be sad because of that. Or even touchy. But I have to know things like this. How else will I be able to support you?"

By now her tears were falling freely and she buried her face in his chest. "I'm sorry, Booth. It's just so new to me… For years I hadn't anyone to talk about her and now with you… I still think I have to bottle all my emotions up."

"But you don't have to do that, Temperance. I love you, and I want to know what's going on with you. I hate seeing you suffer but what's worse is seeing you suffer and not knowing the reason why."

"I'm sorry." She whispered through tears.

"It's okay, Temperance." He also whispered and held her tight to his chest. "It's okay, just… tell me what I can do to make you feel better."

She shrugged her shoulders so he continued "How about I cook you dinner and after that you'll get a nice long bath, huh, sounds good?"

"Yes," she smiled up at him through still teary eyes. "Thank you, Booth. I love you."

"I love you too." He said and after one final kiss to her forehead he untangled himself from her and went into the kitchen.

He hated the thought of her succumbing to grief the whole day on her own. And he cursed himself for not talking with her about Hope more often. Instead he'd waited for her to come to him every time. He didn't want to pressure her. That definitely had to change. Well not the pressure part for that matter.

After some time in front of the stove he felt two arms encircle his waist from behind. He smiled, grabbed her arm and brought her in front of him.

"What's on your mind?" He asked after stealing a few kisses from her.

"I- Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Baby, anything."

"I want you to find her for me."

Booth was surprised. "You want to meet her?"

She took a deep breath and answered "Yes, I want to meet my daughter."

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