Last chapter probably. Hope you enjoy and sorry about the delay!

She had been quiet since they left the federal detention facility. Booth occasionally glanced over at her as he drove, wondering if this was one of those times that it was best to keep his mouth shut. He had been standing quietly in the room as Bones talked to her father.

"I'm sorry," Temperance murmured softly, occasionally looking up at Max.

"Life without parole isn't so bad. Could've been worse." Max smiled softly at his daughter and then held out his arms. "Come here."

She stepped forward and he instinctively wrapped his arms around her tightly. "You're not hugging me because you feel bad for me, are you?" he asked after a few moments.

Temperance let out a tiny chuckle. "Possibly."

Max rubbed his daughter's back and pulled away. "It's a start."

Booth pulled up to her apartment and parked, turning off his car. "Bones?" He touched a hand lightly to her arm in order to get her attention.

"Yeah?" Temperance glanced over at her partner and then at their surroundings. "Oh." She turned to leave the car but Booth tightened the grip on her arm to stop her.

"Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah Booth, I'm fine."

"Bones…"

Temperance sighed softly and let a tiny smile tug at the corners of her mouth. "You're not going to be satisfied unless I invite you up so you can see for yourself."

"Can you blame me for being worried about you?"

She shook her head and leaned forward, briefly pressing her lips to his. "Of course not." She climbed out of the car.

She had changed. They both had. So far, things weren't going too terribly. She was very professional while they were working, but when they were off the clock it seemed as if she was a whole different person. For him, it was nice to see a different side of her.

They reached her apartment and he sat down on the couch while she went to the kitchen to get them something to drink. She came back with two bottles of water and handed him one before sitting beside him.

"Talk to me, Bones."

Temperance smirked slightly and shook her head, taking a small sip of her water. "There's not much to talk about."

Booth slipped his arm around her shoulders. "I hate when you lie to me and expect me to believe you."

"I've just been thinking about how different my life is now compared to just a few months ago."

"Bad different or good different?"

Temperance shot him a look. "Do you really have to ask?"

"Well if you're unhappy, then I would like to know about it."

"There is something," she began, setting down her water and taking his from him. She leaned closer to him with a tiny smile. "Don't you know what today is?"

"Tuesday?"

"One month ago today you actually won an argument against me."

Booth laughed and shook his head. "Something tells me that there's more to that."

"One month ago today," she began again, her voice taking a more serious tone. "We had a conversation that changed everything. I don't think we should let it go by without acknowledging it."

"I didn't know you were this sentimental, Bones."

She blushed and averted her gaze to her lap. "Well…it's just…" she stammered, trying to find the right words.

Booth kissed her forehead gently. "I was teasing." He tugged her into his lap, his arms wrapped loosely around her frame. "How would you like to celebrate?"

"What we're doing now is fine," she murmured, resting her head on his shoulder. She knew that making love was one way for two people to become one. She was beginning to realize, however, that her and Booth didn't have to sleep together to accomplish that.

They had, in fact, accomplished that a long time ago.

Ah, that wasn't my greatest writing. But between work and personal issues, I haven't even had a chance to watch Bones these past couple of weeks. So here you go, crappy final chapter probably filled with lovely OOCness. I know I could have waited and worked better at it, but I barely have the energy, let alone the time. I didn't want to leave you guys hanging and I'm sorry if this isn't the most satisfying ending.