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Booth had made a decision. He would talk to AD Cullen and ask that another agent be assigned to work with the squints. He knew the Bones would put up and argument because she had made it clear in the past that she only worked with him. There was no way he could see to work through the situation. He had fallen in love with his partner and she was unattainable.

He gave up trying to sleep and noticed the daylight peaking through the window. They needed to be on the road but he first needed to call the team he was supposed to meet and get them to send a driver to get them. He was advised by the team that he needed to check in with the D.C. field office as soon as possible.

"Sir, this is Booth," he said when his boos answered the phone.

"You never made it to the site Booth. What happened?"

"Sir, we broke down and had to catch a ride to a motel. I just talked to the team about getting a ride to the site and then I phoned you." Booth could hear the aggravation in Cullen's voice.

"We need you back in D.C. There is a case that just came down that takes precedence. The first flight out is tomorrow so I'll expect you after your flight comes in."

"Yes sir. I also need to talk to you about an important matter."

"See you tomorrow Booth. Enjoy your day off." Then the line went dead and Booth closed the phone. Booth felt relieved that he would not be stuck in Alaska with Bones but this meant spending another day together in the small room.

Booth heard Temperance begin to stir from her place on the floor. He had hoped she would sleep later so he would not have to suffer the awkwardness he knew would come. He decided to dress quickly and go out to look for coffee.

When he returned he carried with him two cups of coffee and a back filled with donuts. He saw the Temperance had gotten up and dressed and was reading the case file at the small table in the room. "Good morning," she said quietly

"Morning, I got coffee." He said placing the coffee and donuts on the table. He handed her a cup and jus sat back and watched her. "We need to talk."

Temperance looked up from the file with dread. She knew he would not be able to let the previous nights' events go without talking about them. "We really don't need to talk about it." She hated this. She was no good at talking about feelings, it was impossible for her to open up. "When do we leave for the site?"
"We aren't. The remains are being shipped to the Jeffersonian and we are leaving for D.C. tomorrow. Cullen has called us back."

"Why?

"Another case came down that has priority. Look, I've did a lot of thinking last night and I think it would be best for another agent to start working with you and the squints." Temperance looked at him with shock in her eyes.

"No! I won't work with someone else Booth. We are partners."

"Bones, I-I don't look at you as just my partner. I think that is evident after last night."

"Booth last night was an anomaly. We were in a tight situation and we merely reacted to it. That does not mean we can't go back to being normal around each other." Booth rose from the table in the frustration.

"Yeah we can just go back to being normal. It's not going to happen."

"Booth…" she said standing up in front of him. "I don't know what you want me to do."

"Tell me what you feel without trying to rationalize everything."
"I don't know how to do that."

"Then show me," he said taking her face between his hands and crashing his lips down on hers. Her mouth opened slightly in surprise and he took full advantage by plunging his tongue within the warm moist recesses.

At first she was too stunned to react, but then began kissing him back with wild abandon. "I want you Bones," he whispered as he began to trail kisses down her neck. He nipped and licked and kissed his way back to her lips. She parted her lips beneath his and allowed his tongue access. A moan sounded deep in her throat as his hands began to roam over her shoulders and back.

Temperance tried to quell the doubts that filled her and just tried to enjoy the feel of Booth holding and kissing her. She wanted this as much as he too but she was afraid of the intimacy, because with Booth it wasn't just sex.

She felt Booth's hand move under her shirt to the skin of her abdomen. He spread from wherever his hands touched. She couldn't control the gasps that escaped her mouth as once again he trailed kisses across her jaw and down her neck. He began to lift her shirt and she tensed but did not stop him.

"Tell me to stop Temperance," he moaned into her ear as he pressed the proof of his desire against her stomach. "Tell me you don't want this and I'll stop."

She wanted to protest but the words would not form on her lips. The sensations he evoked were driving her mad. She moved her hands to the buttons of his shirt and began to unfasten them. She longed for his skin against hers but she could not voice that either.

In one fluid motion he took her shirt over her head and through across the room. She was standing before him in her bra and he pulled back to drink in her beauty. "You are gorgeous," he said gazing at her.

"Please don't talk." She watched as his hands went to her breast and felt her through the skimpy fabric. Her nipples were already erect as he ran his thumbs over their turgid peaks. His lips moved down to taste her through the fabric and the moist heat created an intense sensation in her.

He reached behind her to unfasten the clasp of her bra and let it fall to the floor. Perfection. He had never encountered it before but she was perfect to him. His mouth hungrily moved to one peak and began suckling gently. Her moaning was becoming louder as he paid equal attention to the other breast. She clutched his head against her and threw her head back.

She managed to get his shirt off and she pulled his head up to hers to kiss him deeply. The feel of his hard body against hers was ecstasy. His hand moved down her back to cup her backside to bring her more solidly against his body. He arched his hips against her is an erotic motion. They stand there for long moments enjoying the taste of one another's mouths. He then moved to the fastener of her pants and she allowed him to undo them.

She felt a moment of fear as he began to push her pants over her hips. She focused on relaxing and allowed him to continue. Booth felt her hesitation and he slowed his hands. "Ok?" He asked. She merely nodded and continued to undress her. Temperance placed her hands on the fastener of his pants and fumbled to open them. She was so unsure of herself that it took her several attempts before she was successful in opening them.

He stepped back slightly too completely remove her remaining clothing. Booth turned her toward the small table and eased her backside onto it. He caressed his hand down her body to her thigh and back up to lightly touch her intimately for the first time. Temperance struggled to push his pants down his hips. She wanted to feel him against her and inside her.

"This is your last chance Temperance. Stop me now because I don't think I can hold out much longer." She said nothing but Booth wanted to hear her say the words. He needed to know that she wanted this as much as he did. Temperance grasped his hips and tried to pull him to her but he held back. "I want you to say the words Temperance. Tell me you want me."

Here was the intimacy factor that she feared. He wanted her to connect with him on a more emotional level and she could not give that to him, regardless of how much she wanted to. Sex was easy when it felt this good but she had known it could not be this easy with Booth. She wanted him without a doubt but she was completely incapable of the emotional connection that he wanted to make.

He stroked her intimately and brought a moan to her lips. Again, she tried to pull his hardness against her but he held back. "Tell me what you want."

"Booth…" He began pulling back and she fought to keep him near.

"I want you. I have never wanted anything more, but if you're not with me then…"

"Please…"

"That's just not good enough for me. I need you here, with me, body and soul." She inhaled deeply and averted her gaze away from his and said nothing. He removed his hands from her body and turned and strode to the bathroom and shut the door. She heard the soft click of the lock as her tears began to fall. Why can't I be normal, she thought as she dressed and left the room?

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