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Epilogue

It was two weeks after the explosion when it happened. With the pressure to get her memories back removed from their shoulders, Brennan and Booth had settled nicely into their new normal. There were times when she did things differently from the old Brennan but Booth was always there to gently remind her that it was okay not to have an elephant's memory anymore. Brennan was content. Her family accepted her and that made her happier than she could ever remember.

It was something seemingly mundane in the Booth household that brought her lost memories back. Hank had climbed onto the couch, attempting to retrieve his toy tractor when he fell backwards onto the ground. His loud wail made Brennan who witnessed her son's tumble from the couch spring towards him. She took him into his arms cradling him to her.

"It's okay Hank. You're okay." She quickly assessed him for injuries and finding nothing worse than a little bump on his head, proceeded to rock the little boy in her arms. Pressing kisses to his head. Booth who was in one of the back rooms, heard the commotion and hurried out.

"Everything okay Bones?"

"Our little Tiger fell off the couch. He bumped his head." Brennan said, not actually realizing the significance of her words.

Since her amnesia, she had always addressed her son by his name rather than the nickname his father had given him while he was still in her womb.

Booth didn't seem to catch it too but took Hank into his arms, his concern for the still sobbing boy taking precedence. "You're okay buddy. Daddy's gotcha."

"Booth!" Brennan suddenly exclaimed, tearing.

"What?! Is Hank okay?" Booth worriedly turned Hank in his arms, running a hand through the boy's hair. "Did he cut his head? Is he bleeding or something?"

"No Booth, I remember!"

"Yeah? Another memory?"

"No, I mean, I remember. Everything."

"Everything?"

"Yes. Our wedding, giving birth to Christine in a barn, giving birth to our Tiger here at home. Parker's visit over Thanksgiving. I remember everything, how we got together… everything!"

"You sure?"

"Yes, you burnt the church down, the one we were supposed to get married at."

"You burnt a church down?" Christine who was listening in to her parent's animated exchange, asked.

"No, I just lit a candle for your Grandma, the woman you were named after." Booth looked at his wife who was blinking back tears.

"I remember Booth."

He stepped towards her, a grin on his face. "You remember."

"I remember the dress I wore, my Dad walking me down the aisle. Parker was there. We wrote our own vows…" She chuckled. "You told me we didn't have to chase each other any more because we caught each other. I reminded you I could be a duck."

"Yeah, yeah I said all that." Booth grinned.

They kissed, until Booth felt Christine tugging at his shirt.

"Daddy what's going on? Who's a duck?"

"Nothing Sweetheart. Mommy's just Mommy again. She's got her elephant memory back. She doesn't forget anymore. She remembers everything now. Just like old times."

"Yes, just like old times." Brennan grinned at her daughter, crouching down to give the little girl a hug.

Hank clearly over his fall from the couch, squirmed in Booth's arms. The two children not really understanding the significance of the moment went off to play.

Booth reached for Brennan, who settled into his arms, resting her head on his chest. "We got through it. Everything worked out."

"It always does babe, it always does."

"You know what Booth?"

"What?"

"I think your ribs might be healed enough for us to make love again."

"I think so too Bones."

"So tonight?"

"Definitely tonight." He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. She lifted her head off his chest and stared into his eyes.

"My Dad might be gone, but it's okay. I have you now. I always had you. I can depend on you, I trust you. I love you. For a time, I felt empty after Max died. And I'm sorry I never told you but now that I have all my memories back, I need you to know that I don't blame you for Dad's death. I never did. It's not your fault. You have to believe that. And you have to stop blaming yourself. It's not healthy to carry that guilt around."

"Whoa. How'd you know that?"

"Because I know you Booth."

Booth grinned, brushing his lips gently against hers. "Thanks Bones. It means a lot to me, what you said. I love you too. I'm glad I've got you in my corner too."

Short chapter I know. Sorry. This is the final chapter to this story. Thanks for following it through. I hope you guys won't find that I ended it too abruptly. The entire premise was to show that whatever happened, due to their deep rooted friendship (that Sweets pointed out in his book and we all saw), no matter what happens, even a memory loss, Brennan and Booth would always find each other, fall in love with each other. They had always been best friends (even if Brennan won't admit it) first, then lovers.

And I'll make up for this very short chapter with another post on my other series. Keep a look out.