Thanks again so very very much for your reviews for the last chapter. Here begins part two of Brennan's surprise. More romance and fluff. Enjoy

When Booth knocks on Brennan's door, dressed to the nines in a black suit with a white shirt and black tie, he is unprepared for how incredible she looks when she opens the door. He scans her from head to toe, taking in first her loosely curled hair, smoky eyes and glossed lips. His eyes settle on her body and the black dress she has put on. With thin spaghetti straps, a fitted elegantly beaded bodice and a flowing skirt that falls just below her knees, the dress more than does her justice. On her feet she has a pair of black kitten heeled shoes and she holds a sparkling black clutch bag in her hand.

"Wow, Bones." He gasps.

"Do I look okay?" she asks, suddenly very conscious of her appearance. She had tried hard to look good. For Booth.

"You look beautiful Temperance." Booth almost whispers. Brennan feels overcome by embarrassment again. "Um, you ready to go?" he asks.

"Yes." She responds. Booth steps aside to let her out and for the second time that day he walks her down the hall to his SUV.

When Booth pulls up at the dock Brennan looks confused.

"What are we doing here?" she asks.

"Shh." Booth places his finger over her lips. "Just come with me." He tells her. Booth jumps out the SUV and jogs around to her side as Brennan unclips her seatbelt and lifts her bag off the dash. As she moves to open the door she finds that Booth is already opening it for her. He offers her his hand and accepts, letting him help her out. Booth shuts the door behind her then takes her hand and slips it through his arm to escort her to their destination. He walks them a little bit down the dock until Brennan works out where they are going.

"A dinner cruise on the Potomac?" she asks, just to make sure she's right.

"Uh huh." Booth nods as they draw closer. Wow, this is big Brennan thinks. She tries not to let her imagination run away with her but under the circumstances it's hard for her not to believe that Booth might feel for her what she feels for him.

When they approach the walkway to the boat, a host dressed in a black suit greets them warmly.

"Good evening. We have a reservation." Booth states. "Under Seely Booth." He adds. The host scans the clipboard he's holding.

"Yes, welcome to Odyssey Cruises." The host greets them. "If you'd like to board I'll have someone show you to your table. There will be short safety demonstration then we'll be setting off."

"Thank you." Booth nods and with his hand on the small of Brennan's back he guides her up the walkway onto the boat. Once inside a young blonde waitress greets them.

"Good evening Sir, ma'am." She smiles. "Let me show you to your table." She leads them on a winding walk through the dining room which is already filled with passengers. Brennan can't help but notice how they all look like couples. She wonders if any of them are like her and Booth – friends. Her heart sinks a little as she classifies them. I want to call us something else. The waitress finally stops at a table in the back, someone isolated from the others by the careful positioning of some potted plants. Brennan walks around to the far seat, not noticing Booth picking something up off the table. Once seated, the waitress takes their drinks order.

"Champagne." Booth orders. "The best you have." He adds. Brennan raises her eyebrows in surprise and delight. Before she can comment, her attention is drawn to the host who greeted them at the dock. He is now standing on a platform at the front of the dining room.

"Ladies and gentlemen." He begins. "I'd like to welcome you all to the Odyssey, I hope you have a wonderful evening. But before we set off I need to go through some safety procedures." He starts to rattle off the emergency exits, the location of life vests and what to do in the event of an evacuation. He concludes by informing the guests that a live band will be playing when dinner is over. As soon as he's done, the waitress reappears with a bottle of fine champagne. She uncorks it and pours two glasses before setting the bottle in chiller at the side of the table.

"We'll be taking dinner orders shortly after leaving the dock." She tells them. Booth nods and Brennan offers her a thank you.

"Cheers Bones." Booth raises his glass and for the second time that day clinks glasses with Brennan. As she sets her glass down Booth reaches under the table and pulls out a long stemmed deep red rose. Thank God the staff here remembered to do what I asked he thinks as he offers it to Brennan.

"What's this?" she asks.

"For you." He nods and she takes the rose.

"But why?" she asks. Always needing an explanation Booth thinks.

"Because I wanted to." He replies cheekily.

"Thank you Booth." Brennan inhales the aroma from the flower and holds the rose in her hand. She glances out the window as the boat begins to leave the dock, watching as the city lights move further away, wondering how this night is going to end.

When dinner is over, many of the guests begin to move around the boat. Some are dancing with the band on the small dance floor while others have stepped out onto the deck.

"Would you like to dance?" Booth asks suddenly. Brennan looks a little shocked at his request.

"I'm not a very good dancer." She tells him.

"I don't know, you did okay in Aurora." He refers to their dance floor antics in Washington State over a year ago when they were working the case of a hand found inside a bear.

"Just don't get mad if I stand on your feet." Brennan says. She didn't mean it to be funny but Booth lets out a little laugh anyway.

"I promise." He says as he holds out his hand for her to take.

Booth guides Brennan through the maze tables to the dance floor. The band begins to play a cover of Beth Nielsen Chapman's song, 'Say Goodnight' and several other couples on the floor are entangled in each other's arms, already lost in the moment. Booth takes one of Brennan's hands in his and places his other hand on her waist as she rests her hand on his shoulder. They remain a safe distance from each other as they begin to move slowly with the music, glancing at each other every few bars of the song.

Say goodnight, not goodbye

You will never leave my heart behind

Like the path of a star

I'll be anywhere you are

In the spark that lies beneath the coals

In the secret place inside your soul

Keep my light in your eyes

Say goodnight not goodbye

Booth slips his arm around to Brennan's back to pull her to him and she lets her body drift closer to his. His head dips down so his cheek rests on hers and she responds by sliding her hand around his neck, almost clinging to him.

Don't you fear when you dream

Waking up is never what it seems

Like a jewel buried deep

Like a promise meant to keep

You are everything you want to be

So just let your heart reach out to me

I'll be right by your side

Say goodnight not goodbye

They sway to the music, barely moving from their spot on the floor. To onlookers it appears more like they are holding onto each other than dancing. But they don't look that out of place as several other couples are doing the same thing.

You are everything you want to be

So just let your heart reach out to me

Keep my light in your eyes

Say goodnight, not goodbye

Say goodnight, not goodbye

By the time the song reaches its conclusion Booth and Brennan have stopped moving to the music completely and are just standing in each others arms, holding onto the fantasy each has but neither realises the other has too. It is only when the band switches to playing something more up tempo that the pair finally draws apart.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" Booth asks suddenly, breaking the moment. Brennan can only nod in response.

Outside, the pair begin to walk slowly on the deck, each glancing up at the stars and the darkness surrounding them.

"Booth." Brennan starts. "I never expected my weekend to turn out like this." She tells him.

"Is that a good thing?" he asks, still a little worried that all his efforts will not have the desired effect.

"Yes. Yes it's a good thing." Brennan answers before pulling away from him and wandering over to the railing. She wraps her arms around her body as a cool breeze drifts over her. Booth notices her shiver and he slips his jacket off before walking over to her. Standing behind Brennan, Booth gently drapes his jacket over her shoulders. His hands remain there, as he stands close behind her. Brennan twists her head to look at him and again all she can think about is kissing him. But that nagging doubt holds her back and she turns her head away again, choosing instead to stare down at the water below. She feels Booth's hands rubbing up and down her arms.

"It's cold out here, maybe we should go back in." he suggests. Brennan shakes her head.

"Can we stay a while?" she asks.

"Sure." Booth replies. He wraps his arms around Brennan and draws her body back into him. He is surprised she hasn't resisted or freaked out but he decides not to question it. He is enjoying their closeness too much to spoil it. As Brennan feels Booth's arms surround her, she raises her own and places her hands on one of his arms that is resting across her upper chest near her neck. She feels him lower his head and rest his chin on her shoulder. Being this close would have scared her a year ago, hell a few months ago. But now it feels right.

The drive home to Brennan's apartment is a strange one. Both Brennan and Booth know something has changed but neither is talking about it. They make small talk, each mentioning how good dinner was, how the band was great and the cruise was really nice. Booth finally pulls up at Brennan's apartment and the two exit the SUV, walking towards her building entrance. When they reach the door Booth stands before Brennan.

"So Bones, how does reality match up to the movies?" Booth asks. He doesn't get the response he hoped for. Brennan's soft face suddenly hardens and she glares at him, taking a moment to speak.

"Is that all today was Booth?" Brennan asks, disappointment filling her voice. "Was this all just some game? A way for you to prove a point about a stupid romantic movie we watched?" she demands. Booth is a little stunned but he recovers quickly, knowing he has to clarify what he meant before everything is spoiled.

"No Bones." He steps towards her, closing the small gap. "It's not like that." He insists. Brennan turns her head to the side to avoid looking at him, her arms wrapped tight around her body, still cloaked in Booth's dinner jacket.

"Bones." Booth takes her chin and turns her head back to face him. "I care about you…a lot." He admits. "More than I should when I'm just your partner." His hand moves to her cheek and his thumb begins to stroke her soft skin. "I just wanted to show you that, to show you how I feel." He pauses, holding his breath and pulling his hand away from her cheek.

"Oh." Brennan whispers.

"Bones, I need to know if you feel the same." He almost begs. I don't know what I'll do if she can't. Brennan stares at Booth, her heart racing and her mind running a mile a minute. She knows she needs to answer him but she can't find the words. Instead, she slips her hands into his, holding them at their sides and stretches up moving her lips closer to his. Booth meets her half way and finally their lips brush against each others in a soft, gentle kiss.

"Does that answer your question." She asks, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Booth offers her a small nod then leans in to kiss her again, his hands moving to pull her body against his. When they finally pull apart, neither knows what to do.

"I should uh, I guess I should go." Booth says. "Work tomorrow." I don't want to but we have to take this slow he thinks

"Uh huh." Brennan nods. I don't want you to leave but this is big and I don't want to rush things.

"Goodnight Bones." Booth lifts her hand and plants a kiss on the back.

"Goodnight Booth." Brennan says as Booth lowers her hand and he slowly backs away from her. She knows they're going to have to talk about this but tonight isn't the time. Tonight will remain the most romantic night of her life, unspoiled by analysis and second thoughts. She watches as Booth gets into the SUV and starts to drive off. He sends her a little wave through the glass of the window and she turns to allow her gaze to follow him as he leaves. Wow is all she can think as she makes her way up to her apartment. This is definitely not how I saw my weekend turning out.

Um, probably one more chapter to go, hopefully giving you all the ending to this story that you want