*Author's Note*

Hope you enjoyed last chapter! Couldn't leave you guys with a cliffhanger! Enjoy! :)

First Apology

Chapter 4.

"Hey, Sweetie, do you have-"

Angela came in, only to find Booth and Bones, in close enough distance from each other, to kiss. Shocked and excited, Angela's mouth dropped as she rushed towards the now standing Booth, and Bones.

"Guys, did I interrupt something here," she asked grinning.

"Bones, I have work to do, and it's getting late. Goodnight ladies," Booth said with the best cooky grin he could muster.

Waiting until the door was completely shut, Angela grabbed Brennan by the shoulders.

"Sweetie, this is great! Why didn't you tell-"

"Ange, Booth has a girlfriend. It's really not what you think. I was just, waking him up from his nap," she said innocently.

"Oh, okay," Angela joked as she grinned and winked at Bones.

"I've got work to do Ange."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm leaving," Angela sighed as she smiled and closed the door to her office.

What the hell just happened? Bones, you have to stop. You've had 5 years for this and you choose when he's in a relationship? With a thousand thoughts rushing through her mind, she sat back down, at an attempt to get some work done, before the night ended.

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As Booth drove home that night, after only a few hours of work, he couldn't take his mind off of what almost happened. Similar to Brennan's thoughts, he wondered why he suddenly had these urges that he had never actually put into action before. As he neared home, he suddenly remembered the fight he'd had with Jess that morning. Maybe I should give her the benefit of the doubt, I mean she had no idea about the song. With that thought, came along a few more. Maybe they didn't know enough about each other to be in a serious relationship.

Booth, you love Jess. She makes you happy. As he pulled into their apartment he knew he would make things right with her. He had to.

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Quietly walking into the apartment at a little after nine, he searched the place before finally finding Jess, asleep on the couch.

"Babe?" Booth whispered as he pulled himself close to her.

Receiving no reply from his girlfriend, Booth attempted to wrap her up to take to bed, when she began to stir.

"Seeley?" she asked. "Are you still mad at me?" Looking at Booth innocently.

"No, honey, I was just a little cranky. I'm sorry for flipping out on you," he laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

Jess turned, now fully embraced in Booth's arms.

"I'm glad your not mad anymore, but will you tell me why you don't like the song. I mean I know you were cranky, but you seemed to really dislike it," she admitted quietly.

"It's not a big deal, Jess. I guess not everybody likes the song," he said chuckling.

"Seeley, I know you, it's more than that. You were very angry this morning," she said, bringing back memories of that morning.

Booth told Jess what had happened that night he was shot. He never could have imagined that she would have taken it that well, but she had. He told her about that entire case, and even the crazy woman who had stalked him and brought him socks, which made her giggle. At that moment he remembered how he'd felt about her over the year that he had been gone. He knew it wasn't the same bond he had with Bones, and, of course, they didn't know half as much about each other as he would have liked them to, but for him this would have to do, for now.

Watching Jess dose off, he carried her into their bedroom as he quietly tucked her in. After silently kissing her, he jumped up to change into a t-shirt and some shorts for bed. To his surprise, he felt Jess's soft hands wrap around his waist from behind, motioning him towards the bed, and kissing him softly. He knew things were alright with him and Jess now, and he felt a lot better than he had that morning. Reassuring she was still there, he hugged her once more, before dosing off with Jess in his arms, wondering if this would ever be enough.

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It was nearly half past eleven when Brennan finally gazed at her watch. She knew she'd gotten sidetracked working on the case, but she also knew that wasn't the only thing keeping her up. How could it be when only six hours before her and Booth were breath to breath, so close to each other. Now alone in her office at the Jeffersonian, she felt so lonely. She knew this feeling was irrational, having been here many nights before alone just like she was now, but this time was different.

As it reached midnight, Bones began to get her things together when she looked over at the couch. She began to think about the man that had been laying there, not too long ago. She also thought about who he was as she was in her office alone. The feeling that washed over her was one of both exhaustion and self pity.

You've missed your chance. You had your chance, and now you've lost it. For such a genius you really are thick-headed sometimes,she thought to herself as she sluggishly made her way to the couch. The one he'd been in. Snuggling as close as she could to the pillow, she silently cried herself to sleep, breathing in Booth's rich cologne.