A/N: Here's the epilogue. Some people seemed to be confused about my five stories remark. Let me explain. Last year around this time I wrote six stories, this being the first. But I never posted them on fanfic. So I'm posting them now! The next story is called When The Ball Drops and should be up in the next few days! I'm glad everyone's liking the story! Thanks for the review!

Epilogue

Three Hours Later.

She sat curled up on the couch watching the end of White Christmas. As soon as Booth had left, she went to the video store and was surprised that there was still a copy available. As she watched them singing and saw them reveal that it was snowing to the audience, she understood what he meant perfectly. For the first time that night, she allowed herself to think about what had happened. 'What came over me' she thought to herself. When he said Merry Christmas, he had given her that look. And she knew, right then and there that she loved him. 'I think I always knew.' She mused to herself.

A tear fell down her cheek. He made her feel like she wasn't alone anymore. And everything he had done for her, the skating and the present, it was perfect. And the kiss. She had never been kissed like that before. It was passionate, but gentle at the same time. She shivered as she thought about it.

But now, alone in her apartment her fears began to resurface. 'What if he doesn't feel the same way?' she thought to herself. Although he had kissed her back. But it changes everything. Their partnership and friendship could be ruined all for a stupid kiss.

She leapt off the couch and ran to the bedroom. She grabbed her jeans and t-shirt and started putting them on. She had to talk to him. They needed to logically sit down and figure out what this meant. 'Although the kiss was anything but logical.' She thought to herself. She brushed the thought out of her mind and headed to the door. She was about to open it when there was a knock at the door.