A/N: Hey guys! I first want to thank my AMAZING reviewers! You guys seriously make my day!! I got this chapter up a lot quicker than I expected. It was originally going to be a lot shorter, but I just wrote and.. here it is! THis is the talk!!! I hope all of you enjoy it! I put some fluff in there! ;) ENJOY!

Disclaimer: Nope, Santa didn't bring me Bones for Christmas! Not even one of Booth's socks! Sigh... (Well at least we have fanfiction becaus I just realized that there are a bajilion fics and videos on youtube about B&B, yet we lack it in the show... maybe Hart Hanson will take a hint!!!)

Chapter 7

They pulled away from their embrace. Booth stared blankly at Brennan. He had mixed feelings, but just wanted everything to be okay again. Brennan stared deeply into Booth's eyes. God, she felt terrible. She quickly looked down at the floor. Booth finally broke the silence,

"Come on Temperance, what's up? You look… like something's on your mind." Booth tried to sound sincere. He was really concerned, but he was still angry. Brennan cringed at the use of her first name. She sighed deeply. She made her way to Booth's couch and he followed. They both sat down, although not very close to each other. Brennan kept her eyes focused on her hands, which were sitting in her lap. She started talking, voice quivering,

"Booth, please, please. You can call me Bones. I…. I know what I said a few weeks ago, but I was acting irrationally and I'm sorry." Booth still wasn't satisfied.

"Well Bones, thank you. So… is that all you came to tell me? That I can call you Bones again?" Booth's voice sounded annoyed, a little more than he intended. Brennan looked up at Booth with puppy dog eyes. They were welling up with tears as she spoke,

"No, Booth. I came here to apologize. Derek really is a jerk. I raised my voice at him and made him leave when he told me about everything. I was furious." Brennan tried to read Booth's expression, but he was silent and his features revealed nothing. She continued, "Booth, I'm sorry. I really am. I never should have gotten so mad. I know you were just trying to protect me, and you had every right to punch Derek. I shouldn't have blown up at you." Brennan stared into Booth's eyes. "Do you forgive me?" She practically squeaked. Booth sighed.

"I wish I could Bones. I wish I could. I know it took you a while to realize why I lied and why I did some of the things I did, but that's just you, Bones. You have to process and analyze and rationalize. I get that. That's what makes you amazing," Booth smiled, but it quickly faltered, "I just don't understand why you didn't believe me when I came to you and told you the truth. You believed Derek, not me! I've known you way longer than he has! I thought we had that kind of trust Bones! I thought we told each other everything, or at least we would lie just for the sake of protecting one another and help. I thought you would know that we're partners. You should know that I would never lie intentionally if I knew it was going to hurt you. You should have believed me when I told you the truth. I came clean, but you didn't believe anyone but Derek! Then, you go and tell me off; like you're throwing everything we had out the window!" Booth was gesturing with his hands wildly. Brennan shut her eyes and took a deep breath to organize all of her thoughts. She needed Booth to understand,

"Booth, I trust you. I trust you with my past, my secrets, my problems, my life, everything. My judgment was just impaired. I really don't know how to tell you this… you see…. I date men to satisfy my biological urges and needs, but there's always something missing to complete the relationship. It's hard to explain, and I have totally given up on rationalizing it because I have tried and failed too many times. It'll sound silly, and I know the….. the…. Whatever it is, might not be mutual," Booth's heart fluttered as he silently prayed this could all end well, "but what lacks in all of my other relationships is what I feel with you. I feel… safe and protected. I feel like I never have to put on a show. I can just be myself. We laugh, but yet we can have serious conversation. You understand me and you know everything about me. I feel so incredibly content with you, it scares me. I feel something else, but I can't explain it. When you suddenly stopped visiting me, and stopped going to the diner, and late night Thai, and the small touches, I was hurt. I thought it was hard evidence that you didn't feel the same way about me. Once you said you had a girlfriend, my world, in a metaphoric way, came crashing down. It was heart-crushing. When you punched Derek, it hit my last nerve. I was mad at myself. Mad for not telling you how I felt, and taking too long to logically think it through. I was mad that I had let someone get to me that way. I was furious for letting myself fall for you, who is so entirely out of my league. I confronted you. Took out all my anger on you, and when you came to my apartment, I lost it again. I wasn't as mad at you. I was mad at myself. I figured that if I yelled at you enough, I wouldn't see you besides work. I couldn't see how it would hurt you, being as you don't feel the same. With only seeing you at work, I thought it would be easier for me to bear. I wouldn't have to stand being around you knowing….. knowing it was totally illogical for you to feel the same way." Brennan knew that she was being very vulnerable, telling him everything, but she had to let it out. She needed him to know how she felt, and she needed to know his feelings. Her eyes met his. She continued, "Booth, don't doubt for a second that I didn't trust you. I was all too irrational and illogical, what I said. I never meant to hurt you. I care too much." Booth was absolutely stunned. He believed every word she said. It was written all over her that she was being completely honest. They were closer to each other on the couch now. Booth closed the distance so that they were almost touching. He put a delicate hand on Brennan's cheek,

"Temperance, I forgive you. No one, not even an incredible forensic anthropologist like yourself, can bottle up all of their emotions without an explosion sooner or later. It all makes sense now. Bones, I also want you to know- I feel the same way. Every time I see you, my heart skips a beat, and I think about you every second. Bones, I am head-over-heels in love with you." Booth's voice was filled with passion. Brennan seemed to contemplate this for a moment. She finally said,

"Booth, I think its love." Booth looked confused,

"Bones, what are you talking about?"

"Love, Booth. That's what I was feeling. You finally convinced me it's real. I love you Booth. I really do." Both of them grinned widely. Brennan placed her hands on Booth's chest and he caressed her face. They leaned in, lips delicately touching. It was simple and sweet, yet it held so much love. They broke apart and looked longingly into each other's eyes before diving into a more passionate kiss. Then, Brennan leaned her head on Booth's chest and closed her eyes. He buried his face in her hair. Brennan's breathing steadied as she began to fall asleep, perfectly content. They both savored the moment; a moment of true happiness and true love.

WHew! So that was the talk! Now, I need to decide if I should end this fic in a couple more chapters, or if you people want more! I can add a little spin and prolong the life of this story, but only if you guys want me to! So PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE drop me a review!! Tell me whatcha think of the fic!!!, or if I should wrap it up or keep going, or any suggestions! They truely do make my day! :)