Disclaimer: See chapter 1 - Still don't own :( I can't even watch it on TV as I don't have the channel it's on :(

A/N: Here's the 4th and final chapter of Kandy Ship. Hope it's to everyone's liking :D. It's another conversation between Bones & Angela with Booth arriving later on. I hope it's not too out of character. I was hoping to have had this written by Monday, but I was out every day last week (saw 7 West End shows in 4 days, followed by a concert of my own & another choir rehearsal). I was supposed to have seen another show on Sunday, but my brother discovered that morning that he couldn't walk & so I had to take him to A&E! Turns out it was just bad diet & too many fizzy drinks! It's definitely bad, though, when the doctor says that he should drink less lemonade & eat more chocolate!!

Anyway, back to the story. Enjoy

The following day, Brennan walked into the Jeffersonian with a smile on her face. As hard as she tried to hide it before she saw Angela, she kept thinking back to the previous night with Booth and it returned again. Knowing that as soon as her best friend saw her, her secret would be blown, she hoped that the artist would not arrive until late into the morning.

Unfortunately for the anthropologist, Angela was waiting in Brennan's office when she walked in. "So how was last night?" Angela asked with a smirk on her face. She was sat in Brennan's chair, but stood once her best friend walked into the room.

"It went really well, actually." She sat down in the chair that Angela had vacated.

"So? And? Therefore?" At Brennan's puzzled look she clarified, "Did you do any of the things you read?"

A blush spread over her face before she could stop it. "We...talked."

If possible, the smirk on Angela's face grew even more. "Sweetie, you've gone as red as a tomato. I know you did more than just talk. Did you stay the night?"

"Angela! Do you really think we would do that on the first date?" Angela shook her head and held her arms out.

"I'm sorry. I guess I'm just so happy for you I got a little carried away." Brennan nodded, accepting the hug. Pulling back, the artist studied her friend. "But I still know that something happened. You know I'm not gonna stop bugging you 'til you confess."

Brennan laughed, "I know! Believe me I know!" She paused before telling Angela about the evening. "...and then he asked if he could kiss me-"

"Honey," Angela interrupted, squealing. "That is the sweetest thing I've ever heard."

"Angela!"

"Oops. Sorry. Continue."

Glaring at her friend she continued. "Well once he drove us to my apartment, he walked me to the door, and we kissed again before I went inside and he went home."

Angela stood and studied her friend for a few moments, gaining a confused look from Brennan. "What?"

"I was just trying to figure out what is different about you."

Brennan was still confused. "Isn't it obvious? What have we just been talking about?"

Angela shook her head. "Of course, but that wasn't what I was thinking about." She paused, studying Brennan again before recognition appeared in her eyes. "I know what it is." She smiled, knowingly.

"What, Angela? You know I don't like it when you act like this."

"Like what?" She asked, innocently.

Brennan glared at her again.

"Ok. Ok. But I'm sure you're going to hate me for saying this, so you must promise me that you won't freak out or hit me!"

"How can I promise that if I don't know what it is you're going to tell me?" At Angela's glare she reluctantly agreed. "Fine, what's different about me?"

Before replying, Angela took Brennan's hand and pulled her around the desk to sit down next to her on the couch. "When I'm talking about you being different, I mean compared with when you've gone on other dates and you've told me about them the next day."

"Ok, so what's different about this one? The only difference I can think of, is the fact that I went on a date with Booth."

"Exactly." Now she had really lost Brennan. "Sweetie, every other time, you've been happy-"

Brennan interrupted. "I'm happy now."

"No sweetie, this time it's, more than that." She paused to allow the words to sink in. "This time, you're in lo-"

"Don't even think about saying that." She stood from the couch and began pacing. "Love doesn't exist!"

Angela stood and grabbed the anthropologist by the shoulders. "Yes it does! And you know it! You can't tell me that you don't feel something more for Booth than you did for Sully?"

"Of course I do! Booth is my best friend, sorry," She felt the need to add, but Angela had already accepted it. "And we see each other every day. Not to mention the physical attraction that is an anthropological-"

"Stop right there!" Angela held her hand over Brennan's mouth to shut her up. "There is no way that I'm gonna let you blame this on anthropological reasons. Now you love Booth and there is nothing you can do about that, Sweetie."

Brennan removed Angela's hand from her mouth so she could speak. "Even if what you say is true, what about if Booth doesn't love me back?"

"Well Bones, that's definitely not true." A deep voice behind her told her.

Turning around she greeted the man leaning against the doorframe. "Booth. How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough." He could see the confusion in her eyes as to how he could have gotten there without her hearing him. "Ranger, remember?" He pushed off from the doorframe and walked towards the girls. Looking towards Angela, she took the hint and excused herself to give them time alone. "Bones, I wanted to say something last night, but I thought it might have been a little too early in the relationship to say the 'L' word anyway, and I didn't want you to freak out."

She nodded her head. "Are you sure though?" At his confused look, she clarified. "Do you love me?"

"Yes." He replied, without hesitating. A huge grin appeared on his face, which was, surprisingly, mirrored by Brennan.

"Well then I have a confession to make." She bit her lip, looking down.

"You Catholic now?" He received a punch in the arm. "I'm sorry." He placed his arms around her waist, allowing her to lean into him.

Placed her hands on his chest she forced herself to look into his eyes. "I think I love you too."

Although tempted to make a sarcastic comment, Booth restrained himself and instead leant in towards Brennan, drawing her lips to his.

Angela had once told her that when you truly love someone, the simple gestures, like touching and kissing, become even more electric and powerful. She hadn't believed her until that moment when she was in Booth's arms. For the first time, she actually felt like she belonged and amazingly, it didn't scare her.

The End

Well there you go - finished. Please read and review. I've had some really encouraging reviews from people & I just hope I get some more :D. It's sad that this is now finished, but I'd rather write other stories in the 'Kandy Ship' universe where the characters read fanfics and have them as separate stories. If anyone has any ideas of more stories then I'd be very grateful as at this moment I do not have a clue :P Thanks.