Chapter 6: Obvious Truth

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A/N: The song in the last chapter if you are asking is Kiss Me by Sixpence None the Richer.

"What?" Booth asked again.

"If I'm in love with you," Bones calmly said again.

"Sweetie, he's not believing what he's hearing," Ange said. Booth was still sitting on the couch, jaw dropped. Is she in love with me? No. Then what about the kiss? Is she in love with me? Booth couldn't hear Bones and Ange's conversation with the one question buzzing in his head. Is she really in love with me?

"So, what's your answer? Yes or no?" Angela said to Bones.

"Let's talk in private," Bones replied. They stepped outside of the apartment. Bones sighed. "You have tried to be the matchmaker for me and Booth. Everytime you saw something between Booth and I, you tell everyone. You have to promise me that you will not tell anyone."

"I swear," Angela replied. Angela crossed her heart. Bones nodded. Angela had to put a hand to her mouth to stop from screaming.

"You can't tell anyone yet, not even Sully. It will break Sully if he knows before I tell him." Angela just nodded, not wanting to remove her hand for she will scream if she does. Angela left and Bones came back inside. Booth was still on the couch. Bones took him out of his shock.

"Booth?" she asked as she tapped his shoulder. Booth jumped in surprise. He looked back at Bones.

"Is she gone?" he asked. Bones nodded. Booth got up and said, "I'll see on Monday," and left.

The next morning...

Bones stayed up all night. When Booth left, Bones had one question that kept her awake all night. Is he in love with me? Is he really in love with me? Maybe I should stop getting my hopes up. Booth kissed back but I think it's because I kissed him. I should stop getting my hopes up. Her thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing. She sat up and answered the phone.

"What is it Ange?" she asked.

"Ange? It's me, Sully," the familiar male voice said. Bones felt joy. This is a man who truly loves me.

"Hey, Sully." She smiled.

"Hey, Tempe, could you come to the marina? I brought a salad from Royal Diner. We could eat on my boat."

"Okay. I'll be there in about 30 minutes."

"Okay." She hung up. She ate something before she took a shower. In the shower, she desperately tried to take out the taste of Kung Pao chicken. She couldn't succeed. Damn it, she thought. Her taste buds could only taste one thing and one thing only. Kung Pao chicken. She got out of the shower, dried herself, and prepared her clothes. A purple blouse with a striking V-neck, dark blue skinny jeans, and sneakers. She got dressed and put on her makeup. Daring burgundy lipstick, dark pink eyeshadow, subtle blush, and mascara and eyeliner that made her eyes more blue. She was all set. She drove to the marina.

"Hey, Tempe!" Sully greeted her. He was dressed in a blue dress shirt that was buttoned all the way and tucked in his jeans. Leather shoes? she thought. She looked down at the expensive shoes. "Come on up." He helped her up the boat. They ate above the cabin. Sully couldn't take his eyes off of her.

When they finished eating, Sully asked, "I need to show you something." He got up and turned on the boat. He carefully eased out of the port. They were 30 miles from the shore. Bones didn't understand why they were there. Suddenly, a group of dolphins jumped into the air right in front of her. She laughed. Sully stopped the boat and sat next to Bones.

"I love you, Tempe. I love you more than anything. I've thought of you everyday I have been gone." He took her hand and kneeled on one knee, pulled out a ring in his pocket and asked, "Will you marry me?"

NO! NO! her conscious screamed. But, Booth doesn't even love me. He would have done something by now. It had two simple answers to that question. But the answers could determine who she was going to spend the rest of her life with. She had to think. Some girls say yes immediately after the question. Bones just stared at the ring. A heart shaped diamond with a silver band. You had your chance, Booth, she thought, I have my chance with Sully. She took and deep breath and said, "Yes." Sully laughed and put the ring on her finger. Bones didn't believe in marriage. But, Sully was one of the greatest guys in her life. One of them. She grabbed this chance to be with at least one of them for the rest of her life.

Bones grabbed Sully's face and kissed him. Kung pao chicken... She pushed the thought from her head. She broke the kiss and pulled him into the cabin.

Monday...

Booth entered the Jeffersonian to check up on the case the squint team was working on. He most importantly wanted to find Bones. I need to tell her today. Why couldn't I have done it on Saturday night? He saw Bones and walked over to her office. He knocked on the door.

"Hey, Bones," he said, smiling his signature 1000 watt smile. "I have to talk to you about something."

"Me, too," she replied and sat down on her couch. Was she gonna say it, too? he thought. She decided to rip off the bandage, for her and for Booth. "I'm getting married to Sully," she said before he even sat on the couch. He froze when she said those words. Marriage? Right that second, Sully came in.

"Booth," he looked at Booth and smiled. Booth thought about punching Sully in the face but pushed it away, far away. Booth stood up and walked out of her office. He gave a light tap on Sully's shoulder, making sure he's not shoving him into the ground. Booth was filled with mixed emotions. Love, anger, sadness. His heart was aching. Bones followed after Booth. Angela came out of her office and saw something shining on her best friend's finger. She saw Bones follow Booth.

"SWEETIE!" she screamed. Booth and Bones looked at Angela. "He asked?" she said, looking at Booth. Booth pointed back to Bones's office and walked away. Angela looked at Bones's office and dropped her file. It took all of Angela's will to not punch Sully in the face. She took her best friend's hand and looked at the ring. Booth should have gotten her this ring, she thought. She sighed and picked up the file.

"Congratulations, sweetie," she said to Bones. Bones wasn't looking at Angela. She was looking at the door that Booth had gone through. He's gone, she thought. "Sweetie?" Angela put a hand in front of Bones's face. Sully appeared behind Bones and made her turn around.

"Hey. You okay?" Sully asked. Bones nodded and, just like that, she buried herself in paper work and the case. She worked until 11 o'clock at night. She was tired. She was too tired to drive. Everyone is probably at home. Sully appeared in her doorway. He came to check on her every hour.

"You look tired. I'll drive you home," he said to her.

"I don't have my car, and you don't have a car," she said, writing something on a file. "Booth always drops me off and brings me home when we work."

"Why don't you call him, then?" He took her phone which was on the desk. He looked at it and there was a message on the screen. 24 missed calls and 11 messages from... Booth. He called Booth anyway.

Upon seeing his partner's phone number, he quickly picked it up.

"Bones?" he answered.

"No, it's Sully. Booth, we don't have a car. Could you give us a ride to her apartment?"

"Sure." He hung up. He couldn't take seeing Sully and Bones together. His heart couldn't take much of it since the morning Bones said she was going to get married... to Sully. He sighed. He was at home and was about to fall asleep, so he quickly changed into something. He drove to the Jefforsonian. He went up to the lab. They were waiting patiently at the entrance. They were holding hands.

"Hey, let's go. It's almost midnight." They followed him to his car. Bones couldn't help but laugh at what he was wearing. Blue plaid pajama pants and an FBI sweatshirt. Booth dropped off Sully and Bones at her apartment. He took one last look at Bones before she entered her building.


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