I'm so sorry for the delay, but I've been kinda busy with some stuff from College.

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Special thanks toSouthunLady,bblover228,jsiebert,horseninjaandiluvelephants123, who took the trouble to review my fic.

And well, better late than never, right? Final chapter, as always, I hope you like it.

Booth was standing right by the coffee cart, looking at nowhere, hands in his pockets. He was still wearing his army uniform because he had gotten there directly from the airport. He had been waiting for Brennan for a couple of minutes now and he was getting very impatient because he wanted to see her so bad; he put the blame on the damn flight for not being able to be there before; to be exact, yesterday.

Booth was immersed in his thoughts, but not so much for not to feel that someone was getting closer. His heart started to beat really fast and he turned around; he couldn't help but smile when he saw exactly who he wanted walking towards him; she looked impossibly beautiful, her brown hair shinning with the light of the morning sun.

"Hey, Bone…," Booth couldn't get to finish his sentence because before he could react, Brennan had slapped him hard across the face.

"What was that for?" he told her quite surprised rubbing his cheek "What…?" Booth trailed off, because he realized that Brennan had turned around; she was with his back to him and he could tell that she was tense; he didn't understand what was happening so he stepped closer to find out what was wrong "Bones," he said softly and tried to grab her arm, but she pulled away.

"You jerk!" she spat at him furiously; Booth knew then that something was definitely wrong.

"Bones," he tried again "What's wrong?" he said grabbing her arm; this time she didn't pull away, and he got to see that she was holding back tears. Booth felt his heart clenching at that image, and he did the only thing he could think of: he pulled her into an embrace, and she started to cry, both of her hands covering her face.

"Hey!" he said in the sweetest voice tone rubbing her back in an attempt to soothe her "Shhh, it's okay... Aren't you gonna tell me what's wrong?"

"I thought you were dead" she said sobbing after a short pause.

"Why did you think that? My plane got delayed and my cell phone died, that's why I couldn't call you, but that's all."

Brennan pulled apart from his embrace; Booth's arms still encircled on her back. She looked up to give Booth an obvious look.

"What?" Booth said really clueless "I don't…," all of the sudden, like if he had had a divine revelation he understood everything "Oh! Denny."

Brennan didn't say anything, but her eyes told him that that was correct.

"I… I'm sorry. I… I don't know what to say; I never thought that it would turn out like this. It seemed like a good idea back then, but I suppose that… it wasn't. I don't know what I was thinking.

"Not much, I guess."

"Bones."

Brennan let herself fall freely into Booth's arms again, this time she placed her arms around his waist and in response he tightened his embrace.

"Forgive me, Bones. The least I wanted to do was to make you cry, that I can't stand."

"Don't worry, Booth" she said, her voice a bit muffled by his jacket "But you'll have to make it up to me."

"And how can I do it?"

"I don't know yet, I have to think about it carefully, because it has to be something very painful."

"Uh! I can't wait to see" he said jokingly and Brennan chuckled. They remained in silent reverie in each other arms for a while; Booth was the one who broke the silence.

"This is not how I have imagined this."

"Then how you have imagined it?"

"It was more… romantic. I mean, this part I have imagined, but you slapping me, that was completely unexpected."

"I had a very good reason."

"I know, and I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing, Booth, It doesn't matter anymore now that you are here."

"Thank you, Bones. You saying that… it means so much to me."

"By the way, what's up with you and Angela, and all that "this is romantic" thing."

"What you mean? What did Angela say?"

"She said that you and I meeting here was very romantic."

"I agree with her."

"Why?" Brennan asked curious, pulling apart slightly, just enough to look Booth in the eyes.

"It's not just the place, Bones; it's always gonna be romantic when you are meeting with the person you love," he answered, looking at her in the eyes as well.

Brennan did not dare to say anything; she just stared at Booth's face intently, trying to read his expression, not sure if she had heard well.

"What would have been more romantic than this?" she ventured to ask and Booth smiled.

"If you had kissed me instead of hit me."

"Forget it, that couldn't have possibly happened," she said, burying her face in the crook of Booth's neck "And it's not going to happen now because I'm still very mad at you."

Booth chuckled slightly.

"Your new hair do, I like it, it really suits you."

"It's not happening Booth."

Booth's smile grew wider; he smelled Brennan's hair and hugged her even tighter, if that was even possible. They stood there in their embrace for the longest time, Booth knowing that he had lied to her when he told her that that moment could have been more romantic, because to him there was nothing more romantic than having her in his arms, especially now that he had a clear idea of what the future was holding for them, a new story, a story that they started to write right by the coffee cart.

FIN

Let's imagine for a moment that this is an actual scene of Bones, Which song would you use as a background?, I have a few (Delicate by Damien Rice, Sparks by Coldplay, Like a Star by Corinne Bailey Rae, Nightingale by Norah Jones) but I don't quite like them.

And…

Here is the thing, I'm working on two fics, but I would like to know which one would you like to read first; one is the sequel of "The End Of My Beginning" and the other is a Brennan/Booth/Hannah with lots of drama. Let me know what you think.

Spelling mistakes, problems with the tenses, if you notice any, please tell me.