Oh gang! Thanks for the responses/alerts! I'm just winging it here, but I'm trying desperately to get the characters right! This is a Cam/Booth chapter. Booth/Brennan up next!

Cam was working at her desk when she sensed the figure in her doorway. Without looking up she said "What's up, Seeley?"

Booth stayed in place "Nothing, Camille. You're working late."

She finally looked at him. "Are you gonna come in or do I need to send you an invitation?" She smiled at him.

Booth walked in and sat in the chair in front of her desk. "You're the only one that's smiled at me since I've been back and meant it." He smiled sadly.

"Okay, big man. This feels like a conversation to be had with a drink." Cam pulled out a bottle of Scotch from her bottom drawer and two glasses. Booth eyed her.

"Don't look at me like that, Seeley, I practically live here. We all do."

Cam poured two glasses and handed one to Booth.

"I'm gonna take a shot in the dark here and say this has to do with Dr. Brennan."

Booth drank his Scotch in one gulp and looked at his empty glass as he spoke.

"I...what happened to us?"

Cam spoke quietly. "To who?"

"All of us."

Cam moved to sit beside Booth and refilled his glass.

"Booth, you all left. You all left me here. And I'm not going to harp on that, but when you all decided to take off that changed things. You can't just go back to the way they were."

"Why?" he asked.

"Life doesn't work that way. You of all people should know that. Look, you came back with a new girlfriend and I think that's great. I want you to be so happy. But you stopped being a part of us. That was your choice. We never see you. The last time I saw you outside of work was when I helped Hannah move in."

Can looked at Booth. She knew him well enough to know he felt guilty. For all of it. She contniued carefully.

"I think we all know who has taken your separation the hardest."

Booth looked at Cam. He wanted to tell her everything. He just couldn't. "Bones is fine."

"Is she?" Cam challenged.

Booth sighed. "No."

Cam paused and then continued.

"Seeley, are you happy?"

He looked at Cam for a long moment.

"Don't call me Seeley." He smiled weakly. "I want to be."

Cam shook her head and smiled, "That's not an answer."

He hated and loved her for calling him on his crap.

"No," he said quietly. "No, I'm not happy.

"I didn't think so."

They sat quiet for a moment.

"Cam, what do I do?"

Cam put her hand on his shoulder. "Make it right."