A/N: Do you know that thing called school with lots of classes and work and so little fun? Okay, I just had two months of those... really serious... then the fun part got better so it wasn't all that bad... ;-) Well, here it is. The last chapter of this story. I hope you'll enjoy it. I had lots of fun writing it and I can only hope you had as much reading it. Thanks to everyone who read this and left such great reviews! It's good to know people like it. :-)

Disclaimer: After all this time you still think I could own it? I wish I could, but I don't think that's relevant whatsoever...

He had thought about what he'd tell her. He even had the perfect speech to convince her, but after the fight with John and the jealous boyfriend comment, he felt more cautious about what he was going to say. He already felt like he had lost a few points because of that incident with John.

"Okay… Let's start with that night, shall we?" he said. Brennan sighed deeply.

"Oh, you can sigh all you want but you need to listen to what I have to say. That means no leaving this room until we're done talking, got it?." he said.

"Okay, okay. I got it," she sat in the opposite couch to the one he was, "Can I at least say something?"

"You can say whatever you want, but only when I'm finished, if you don't mind."

"I do mind," she argued.

"Bones, please. I'm trying to not argue with you and at the moment you're not really helping, you know? Can we please skip the part when you're still trying to not have this conversation?" he said, knowing exactly what she was trying to do.

"I wasn't…" she started, but he cut her off before she finished the sentence.

"Yes, you were. Don't even try to deny it."

"Okay. You win. Go ahead," she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"You came to my house that night."

"That I did," she said, a matter of fact.

"Bones…" he said in a warning tone.

"Oh… Sorry…"

"As I was saying, you went to my house that night and you saw someone at my house."

"A woman," she added.

"You saw a woman at my house."

"Wearing your clothes," she added once again.

"Just let me finish the story! I know what happened, okay? Better than you do, so stop interrupting me," he scolded her. She lowered her head after hearing this.

"So, you saw a woman at my house, wearing my clothes. Ever stopped a few seconds to think who that woman could be before you start running the hell out of there?" he asked her.

'Oh, if I didn't…' she thought. "It was none of my business. I came to talk to you, but since you had company, I decided it was better leave and talk to you later," she said, trying to convince him.

"Did I mention that you 'ran the hell out of there' and wouldn't talk to me again until Cullen called you and made you come to the Bureau?" he was starting to get angry, but the last part of his sentence, made her get mad at him.

"Oh, so since I decided to not talk to you, you got Cullen to call me so we could just talk about what happened at your house that night? Unbelievable…" she snapped at him.

"I didn't!"

"You so did!"

They were yelling at each other by now.

'So much for the "Let's not argue" thought…' Booth thought.

"No, I didn't! What kind of guy do you take me for?!"

"Well, Booth, it seems that I don't know you anymore, so I really don't know what to think. Oh! I know! What about 'The guy who just bursts into my house and hits a drunken man' ?!"

"I had reasons to do that," he said, just a little louder than a whisper.

"Such as?"

"Such as?! You heard what he said. He was going to make you leave here to go with him, and I quote, 'live happily ever after'."

"What if I wanted to go, Booth?" this made Booth stop. "Did you even think about that? Maybe I really wanted to 'live happily ever after' with him."

"You've got to be kidding me," he said, laughing as if she just told him she saw an alien or a spaceship.

"I'm not…" she said, her facial expression very serious.

"Seriously?" he was a little afraid now. What if he really lost that chance that Angela kept talking about?

They weren't yelling at each other anymore. Things were getting really serious now.

"You know, Booth, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't," she got up and she started to wander around the room, "I thought I'd have a chance with Sully, but look at what happened. This time I found a great guy and I just let him go because of someone else that isn't available anymore," she said truthfully.

Booth knew who she was referring to, but she didn't know that. This was his opportunity to make things right. He got up and moved towards her.

"You know that woman you saw at my house? She's my cousin and she was only wearing my clothes because they lost their luggage at the airport," he said. He watched the hope kindle in Brennan's eyes, which were now searching his looking for the truth. Her expression softened as her anger vanished.

"Seriously?" she asked, her hope now evident not only in her eyes, but also in her voice.

'I think it's safe now,' he thought, approaching her and taking her small hand in his large one.

"Seriously. Serious as a heart attack. Couldn't be more serious than that," he said, smiling tentatively at her. She couldn't help smiling back.

"I'm sorry. I should have let you talk to me instead of running away from you and this whole conversation," she apologized.

"Yeah, you should and you should also know by now that you can't run away from me and stay that way for a long time," he said, reaching around her and pulling her closer, "a FBI agent has a lot of sources, you know that…"

They both laughed. Seconds later the laugheter stopped as they became lost in each other's eyes. She started to lean forward until they were just inches apart, however he was the one who closed the distance between them and kissed her. She responded immediately.

The kiss was sweet and slow, but after a few moments it started to grow more passionate. Before they could go any further, Booth broke the kiss.

She didn't really want it to end, but at the same time she was grateful Booth had pulled back. One more second lost in that kiss and they wouldn't have been able to stop until they went too far.

"Does that mean I get to be the jealous boyfriend now?" he teased her.

"Yeah, you earned yourself that right, but please, don't hit John again."

"I promise," he said. He swooped in for one last kiss before he left for the night.

Just before he closed the door, he turned back and said, "So… I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Are you kidding me? After a kiss like that I'd say yes pretty much to anything," she teased him.

"Oh… Don't try me! I'm very weak when it comes to you…" he warned her.

"You know, you can stop by later," she said, smiling seductively.

"I'm out of here!" he said, causing her to chuckle. "I seriously don't want to do something we're not ready for yet. I don't want to regret it later."

"Bye, Booth," she said chuckling.

"See you at the lab tomorrow morning, Bones," he said after he kissed her.

"I'll be there."

"Oh, of course you will, working as always…" He rolled his eyes.

"I have work to do, Booth. I'm sure you'll have work to do at the Bureau too, so don't complain!"

"I'm not! The only thing I'm unhappy about is that I won't be with you. Unless we get a case. Then we'd be together at the crime scene and maybe we could find a private corner..." He winked suggestively.

"Booth! Out!"

"Okay, okay… I'm going!"

They both shared a smile before she closed the door. She was so glad that he'd been unwilling to let it go. Because of that, they had a chance at a fresh start.