A/N: I don't own Bones.

I am SO sorry that it has taken so long to update! I went to NYC, and then my computer was down, and all this stupid stuff kept happening. But it's okay, because I'm back now! Yay!

"Wait...so you mean to tell me that you dreamt that Booth was going to spill hot coffee all over himself, and then he did?" Angela asked with a confused look on her face.

"That's exactly what I mean." Brennan replied.

"That's weird." Angela muttered as she continued her work. "Maybe it was just a coincidence."

"I hope so." Brennan told her.

Hoping never got Temperance very far.

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"I'll be at the Jeffersonian at ten tomorrow morning." Booth said as stopped the car outside of Brennan's house.

"Okay. I'll see you then." Brennan said. Booth patted her hand and held it for a moment before she pulled away.

"See ya Bones."

"Bye Booth." Bones said as she pulled her keys out of her purse. She dragged herself into her living room and plopped down onto the couch. She had been so exhausted, and had barely been getting any sleep these past few days. Her eyes quickly fluttered shut.

Seeley Booth sat down at his desk in the Hoover Building. Bones sat down across from him, watching him sort through his mail.

"Here it is." Booth said as he picked up a large envelope. He reached across the desk for his envelope opener.

"When can we go?" Brennan asked as she tapped her foot impatiently.

"When I open this envelope." Booth replied as he slid the opener in the corner of the envelope. He jerked it across, but failed at opening the envelope. Instead, the opener flew across his hand, slicing his palm open.

Brennan watched as crimson droplets made their way onto Booth's desk.

"Are you okay?" She asked as she jumped up, frantically searching for something to stop his blood flow.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Booth said as he took his tie off and wrapped it around his wounded hand.

"Your tie?" Brennan asked in disappointment.

"Yeah. I never really liked this tie anyways." Booth laughed.

The red numbers of the clock were glowing 2:54 a.m.

"Noo..." Brennan whispered as she turned over on the couch. This was the second dream she had had involving Booth, and so far the first one had come true. Her unconsciousness was starting to scare her.

Brennan sighed and got up from her place on the couch. It was no use going back to sleep. She jumped in the scalding hot shower and let the water soothe her for a mere fifteen minutes. Afterwards she got dressed and grabbed her keys and purse from the couch. She was going back to work.

Temperance nodded at the night guard at the Jeffersonian as she made her way into the office. It was four in the morning, and there she was, sitting behind her desk, analyzing new remains.

The time passed quickly, and before she knew it, the rest of the team was filing in through the doors of the Jeffersonian.

"How long have you been here sweetie?" Angela asked as she made herself cozy on the couch in Brennan's office.

"Since four this morning." Bones replied quietly.

"Four?? Why so early this time?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I figured it would be best if I went ahead and came into work." Bones told her best friend as she stood up. "Booth should be here soon. He's picking me up and we're going to the Hoover building, and then to a crime scene. They found remains this morning." Brennan continued.

"Lovely. More dead people." Angela said grimly.

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Brennan and Booth made their way into Booth's SUV and sped off towards the Hoover building.

"So how long are you going to take in here?" Bones asked as they pulled into the parking lot.

"Not very long. I just have to check my mail to see if I got a letter." Booth replied.

"A letter?" She asked.

"Yes. A letter." He told her. Brennan didn't press the subject, and instead followed him into his clean office.

"Wow. It's pretty clean in here." Brennan complimented.

Seeley Booth sat down at his desk in the Hoover Building. Bones sat down across from him, watching him sort through his mail.

"Here it is." Booth said as he picked up a large envelope. He reached across the desk for his envelope opener.

"When can we go?" Brennan asked as she tapped her foot impatiently.

"When I open this envelope." Booth replied as he slid the opener in the corner of the envelope. He jerked it across, but failed at opening the envelope. Instead, the opener flew across his hand, slicing his palm open.

Brennan watched as crimson droplets made their way onto Booth's desk.

"Are you okay?" She asked as she jumped up, frantically searching for something to stop his blood flow.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Booth said as he took his tie off and wrapped it around his wounded hand.

"Your tie?" Brennan asked in disappointment.

"Yeah. I never really liked this tie anyways." Booth laughed.

"Oh my God." Bones whispered as she stood up.

"What now?" Booth asked.

"This...I...I'm going crazy Booth." Brennan continued to whisper as she shook her head.

"Why? What is it?" Booth asked as he moved closer to her.

"No. Just, just...I need to go." Bones said as she turned around. Booth moved forward and grabbed her hand.

Bones turned around sharply and met Booth's eyes.

The look in his eyes shot a feeling through Brennan that she had never felt before. His stare, his loving, longing stare, made Brennan want to melt.

And that she did.

Her unconscious body landed on the ground with a loud thud, and Booth's heart raced as he attempted to revive her.