Three chapters in one day?! LOL I am proud of myself! Anyways, thank you all again for your wonderful reviews. Hope you enjoy this chapter! :)

Booth entered the Jeffersonian for the first time in nearly three months. After he had received the biggest metaphorical smack in the face from Brennan just two days ago, he'd had the most unsatisfiable desire to hit something. The gun range didn't help, and neither did the gym. Hell, even sex with Hannah couldn't help clear up his mind. It was just the thought that she didn't want to be partners with him anymore, it made him overwhelmed with rage a nausea. Also knowing that she had packed up and left D.C. because of something he did, and he wasn't sure what exactly the cause, just made him want to scream.

The lab's glass doors slid open with a familiar 'whoosh', and he was surprised to see no Squints on the platform. The lab itself seemed quite deserted, another surprise. So he wandered aimlessly for a few moments, until he noticed the lights in Cam's office were lit.

On his way down the hallway, he passed Brennan's office, which was completely empty and deserted. The sight caused a flame of fury to make itself present in his body as he made his way towards the pathologists office. He stomped through her doorway, making his presence known.

"Where the hell is she?!" he demanded as he rounded the corner.

"Well hello to you too Seeley." Cam said, not looking up from her computer.

"Where is she?!" he demanded once more.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Cam responded, still not looking up.

"Don't play like that Camille. Bones. Where is Bones?"

"Seeley, I honestly don't know where she is." Cam answered.

"Bullshit Camille. I know you know where she is because her office is completely empty which indicates that she has resigned. And if she resigned that obviously means that she talked to you about. Now tell me. Where. Is. She."

"All I know is that she left, Seeley. I don't know anything else."

"Why did she leave Camille?"

"I was asked by Doctor Brennan to keep her reasons of leaving unknown to people that she doesn't want to know."

"And I'm one of them?!"

"Yes, Seeley. You are. Maybe if you hadn't been such an arrogant asshole to her for the past three months, she may have told you. Though I doubt that, given the reason that she left."

"Cam, I got a letter saying that she requested that our partnership be severed. She couldn't even tell me in person. Now just what exactly did I do that made her want to just pack up and abandon her life here?!"

"I don't know Seeley, maybe you pushed her to the point that she felt worthless because all you do when you're in her presence is rub your relationship with Hannah in her face, so she wanted to leave and start her life over. Without having you in her life."

"I...I didn't know I was upsetting her Camille...I'm just trying to move on..."

"Well maybe if you hadn't been such a shitty friend, you would have noticed. Because I sure as hell know everyone else even slightly close to her has noticed the basic hell her life has turned into. She wants you to be happy Seeley, but she also wants to be happy herself, and sitting here, watching you carry on your life without her...not even acknowledging her ninety-nine percent of the time anymore, isn't making her happy. She needs to find happiness Seeley, and right now, that happiness isn't where you are."

"Camille I..."

"Pick your jaw up off the floor Seeley, and go home to your fiance."

"I just need to know why she left Camille. That's all I'm asking. Give me the truth. All of it."

"I can't reveal those details to you Seeley, you can figure that out yourself. You just need to look deep into the back of your mind, and you'll find out why."

Halfway across the country, Brennan sat on the couch in her new Chicago apartment. She sipped the Fiji water from the plastic bottle in one hand while holding her newest monthly anthropology journal in the other. Her new apartment was spacious, even more than her one in D.C., and had a fantastic view of the windy city.

Max had left the day before, after helping her carry up all the boxes from her previous apartment. She had hired movers to carry in the heavy stuff, such as her dresser, headboard, mattress, and other things of that nature.

Other than the those things, she had only unpacked a few boxes consisting of different kitchen supplies, a few artifacts, and a few books.

She had been pleased to find the OB/GYN her doctor from D.C. recommended who ran a practice in Chicago was fairly close to her new home, her apartment was also not that far from Northwestern's campus, though she wouldn't need to worry about traveling there for two months or so, for she was only filling in for the anthropology professor there for three months while the professor was on maternity leave. The best part about the location of her apartment however, was that it was miles and miles away from Booth.

Though the reality of being away from her friends and students caused her a deep feeling of melancholy, however she wished that the separation was only temporary, until she could find the happiness that she is searching for, and Booth could move on without her present.

After getting no where with Cam, Booth returned to his apartment. Hannah pounced on him the moment he had entered, and soon, her legs were wrapped around him, her back pressed against the wall. It was the moment that instead of looking down at Hannah's eyes, he was looking into Brennan's lust filled ones.

"Bones." he thought, his hands that were supporting Hannah's rear dropping to his side, sending her to the floor.

"SEELEY! WHAT THE HELL?!" she yelled up to him.

But Booth wasn't listening, all he could focus on was the intense pain against his skull, and the vision of Brennan he'd had just seconds before. He practically stumbled over to the couch, flopping down on it with a pained moan.

After Hannah had recovered from the initial shock of being dropped on her ass, she walked over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Seeley, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, we just don't have to do it every night okay?" he said, his head in his hands.

"Seeley I...did I do something wrong?"

"You didn't do anything wrong alright? It's just that we're getting married soon, and we just...we don't need to have sex every night. Okay?"

"I'm not dumb Seeley, I know this has more to it than you not wanting to have sex right now. We can talk about this later, right now I'm going to bed." she stated, walking down the hall and into the bedroom.

Booth pinched the bridge of his nose, laying down on the couch. He was trying to pinpoint why exactly he'd had that vision of Brennan looking up at him with a concupiscent look, with her back against his front door, but he could draw no conclusion. There was nothing beyond that single look, he tried to pry something out of his head, but came up short. Beyond the lust filled look, his mind drew a blank.

And that frustrated the hell out of him, because Seeley Booth being Seeley Booth, he wasn't good at dealing with fickle emotions.

Hope you all are still liking this story, I'm really having a strong muse for it. I'll be posting at least one chapter tomorrow. Drop by a leave me a review? I want to know your thoughts :)