(The Sin in the Sisterhood)

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Cam was finding herself in an unusual emotional state. She was fast becoming jealous of Booth's relationship with his unknown girlfriend. She and Paul were having problems keeping dates and most of that problem was stemming from Paul's very active medical practice. Cam's frustration level seemed to rise with each smile and grin displayed by Booth. The happier Booth was, the angrier and sadder she became. It wasn't logical, but she couldn't help it.

Cam had known Booth for a long time and she had never seen him this happy and content. That little theater production he'd given staring the Blonde reporter hadn't fooled Cam. She'd known that something was wrong and she had been relieved when Booth had finally dumped Hannah, but now Booth was really and truly happy and Cam found it very irksome that she'd yet to meet this superwoman of his.

A slight whine in her voice, Cam demanded, "Come on Booth, quit holding out on me. Tell me who your girlfriend is. I want to meet this fabulous woman. I've never seen you so happy since I've known you. I'm one of your oldest friends. You should introduce us."

Amused with Cam's demands, Booth rubbed his chin and informed her, "Nope. She's shy and I'm not forcing her to do anything she doesn't want to do. Sooner or later you'll get to meet her, but I'm not going to put any pressure on her just so you can satisfy an itch."

Irritated that Booth was going to keep his secret, Cam confided to him, "Ok, look . . . things with Paul and I are not working out. He keeps cancelling dates with me. His practice is too busy even though he has partners. I don't know if I want to be in a relationship with him anymore. I don't know if it's worth it."

Concerned for his friend, Booth advised her, "I think you should give him a break. It's not like he's breaking dates on purpose. If you really like Paul then you can make your relationship work if you try. Of course, if you really don't like Paul as much as you think you do then now's the time to get out of the relationship. You can let relationships take you over if you're not careful. I should know. If you don't think Paul is Mr. Right then let him go. On the other hand, if you think he is Mr. Right then you should fight for him. God knows I haven't in the past and I paid the price."

Shaking her head, Cam stared at Booth, "Ok, Dr. Phil, I'll think about it. . . . You know I'm jealous?"

Puzzled, Booth leaned forward, "Jealous of what?"

Smiling, Cam replied, "Jealous of you and your new girlfriend. It really looks like you did good this time Seeley, really good."

Filled with pride, Booth wiggled his eyebrows, "I know, isn't it great?"

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The case had been solved and the father-in-law had turned out to be the murderer. Booth and Brennan decided to go to the Founding Fathers for a drink and maybe later they'd go to a little club Booth knew about for a little dancing and a little flirting.

They'd walked into the bar just as Camille had started to walk out. Seeing Cam, Booth and Brennan had greeted her with happy smiles. Booth noticing Paul at a table across the room, waved at him which forced Cam to walk over to Paul's table and have the date that Paul had planned for them. Cam had intended to leave the bar without talking to Paul; but, Booth's actions had forced her to regain her courage and confront Paul. She'd know by the end of the date whether or not she would want to fight to maintain their relationship. Glancing over her shoulder, Cam noticed Booth's happy smile as he talked to Brennan and felt like sighing. She loved Booth and felt happy for him; it's just that his happiness reminded her of her unhappiness.

Booth had ordered their usual drinks and he and Brennan were talking about their latest case when Booth made an interesting comment, "You can love a lot of people in this world, but there is only one person you love the most."

Puzzled, Brennan leaned towards Booth and asked, "What if you let that person get away?"

Pausing, Booth put his hands on top of Brennan's clenched hands and asked, "That person didn't really go anywhere did he?"

Trying to follow along, Brennan replied, "No he didn't. Even when I thought he would, he didn't."

His hands gripping her hands, Booth frowned, "No matter how screwed up my life has been for the last year I knew one thing Bones, one very important thing. I need you in my life. I know I want you in my life either as my best friend or as my girlfriend or both. I can't walk away from you Bones. I can't do it and I won't do it. You will always be the person I love the most. No matter how this turns out, I want you to know that."

A tear rolling down her cheek, Brennan replied, "And I need you in my life too, Booth. No matter what happens you will always be the one I love the most. Friend or lover you're the one I will always love the most. it took me along to admit that to myself. . . . sometimes it takes a shock to make us see the reality of a situation."

Reaching over and brushing away the tear with his index finger, Booth leaned closer and kissed her tenderly on the lips. Cam, turning to check on her wine order, gasped in surprise. Realizing that she now knew Booth's big secret, she felt relieved and yet under enormous pressure.

Turning her head quickly back towards Paul, Cam advised Paul, "We need to leave, Paul. I really need to leave now."

Frowning, Paul looked a little bewildered, "I don't understand. Did I do something wrong?"

Shaking her head, Cam replied, "No I did. I found out something I shouldn't have. . . . I'll explain later."

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Later that evening, Booth and Brennan were sitting on Brennan's couch, holding hands.

Kissing her softly, Booth murmured, "You're a pretty good dancer, Bones. We should do that more often."

Their laced fingers made Brennan smile, "You aren't too bad yourself. I really did like dancing with you."

Feeling inspired, Booth exclaimed, "Hey, I have an idea. Let's go to Virginia Beach this weekend. You know, we can hang out at the beach. Maybe have a picnic. What do you say?"

Shaking her head, Brennan laughed, "Booth, its winter. It's too cold to go to the beach. We'll freeze."

A grin breaking out, Booth replied, "Not to swim, Silly. I'm no polar bear. I figure we'll have the beach to ourselves. We can bring blankets and a picnic basket and we can . . . you know snuggle under the blankets and keep each other warm. It'll be fun."

Staring at Booth's lips, Brennan licked her lips, "Alright. It does sound like it might be interesting."

His lips finding her lips again, Booth kissed her long and passionately before replying, "Oh we can make it very interesting if we put our minds to it."

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Oops. Their secret isn't a secret anymore. So what do you think about this story so far?