Erin's chapter, I hope it's as amazing as Jamie's was… though a little surprise for you… ;D

'Bones… are you serious?' Booth whispered, his throat closing up a little from emotion.

'Booth… you've told me so often how I have to take chances, make leaps and now I guess I finally believe you because… because I love you, and I guess, just thinking about it, I always have.'

'So… you really want to marry me, I know how you feel about weddings…' Brennan nodded, coughing harshly.

'Stop over examining things Booth, yes, I want to marry you. I know how much I hate weddings… but I love you enough to trust you that it's ok. Booth, I need you and if getting married promises that… then I'll get married to you.'

'You have no idea how much that makes me love you. More. Love you more.' He clarified, making her laugh and then cough harshly and loudly. 'Are you okay?'

'Yes, I'm… fine.' She wiped her mouth with a trembling hand and winced when she saw the blood, wiping it away so that Booth wouldn't see.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes, I'm fine.' Booth gazed down at the floor, mapping the lines on the floor, mustering up the courage to do what he wanted.

'Bones… I've given this a lot of thought and now, I want to say this.' She made to speak but he placed a finger over her lips. He reached into his pocket and drew out his wallet, rifling through until his fingers landed on what he was looking for. 'I…' He held out the engagement ring he'd offered to Rebecca all those years ago, the band still glittering as though it had never been touched. 'I kept this on me from the day Rebecca said no, and I always hoped that maybe one day I'd find someone who'd say yes. I stopped loving Rebecca years ago… but I loved you from the first few months since I met you and I never had the chance to…'

'Yes. Booth, yes.' She slipped the silver band over her finger, the emerald inlaid in the top glinting and sparkling under the harsh hospital lights. It fit perfectly. He looked away; eyes brimming and felt her hand gently stroke the smooth skin on the back of his neck.

'I love you.' He choked out through the tears that were clogging his throat.

'I love you.' She replied, still stroking the skin on his neck. The ring was on the same finger as her mother's and looking at it made him want to kiss her again, just forget who they were and where they were.

Unbeknownst to them, outside Brennan's room, Taub and Foreman were hurriedly discussing the treatment.

'It's not working.' Hissed Taub as Foreman inspected his watch.

'There's obviously something else wrong, Chase and Thirteen were wrong.' Foreman muttered, rubbing the scab on his forehead with one hand.

'We can check for something else, but we have to stop putting it off. We need to do an LP.'

'Why?'

'Foreman, she's coughing up blood and vomiting. She could have TB, just… let's get it done.'

'Whatever, I'm getting a headache.' Foreman walked off, leaving Taub behind him looking like a lost sheep.

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'Chase, what the hell?' Thirteen was taking in deep gulps of air in an effort to still her racing heart.

'This… you know what this is. I think everyone does.'

'It's… an engagement ring.' Thirteen supplied and Chase nodded slowly, licking his lips.

'It's the engagement ring I gave Cameron, the one she threw back at me when she left for Chicago.' Thirteen nodded, placing a hand over her heart, still trying to get her pulse rate back to normal.

'And why are you giving it to me?' Chase bit his lip.

'I don't… I don't want this to be a proposal for marriage unless you want it… more than that; I want to tell you that, I love you. I might not get a second chance at this and I want to be sure.'

'But… we haven't even dated once.'

'Thirteen, we've known each other for a long time, and I've watched you out of the corner of my eye for the best part of it. I married Cameron because… because she asked me, wanted me to propose because she found the ring. But, thing is… I like you, more than I will ever care to admit. So let me admit it now.'

'Okay. Just, just give me a second to get my head around this.' Thirteen took a deep breath in for a moment, holding it until she was ready for him to speak. 'Okay, admit it, now, before I pass out.' Chase nodded, still holding the box in one hand.

'Remy Hadley I'm in love with you.'

'Okay… okay… just… okay.' She took a deep breath in and slid down against the wall.

'Are you… have I freaked you out? I'm sorry.'

'No, I just… I just wanted to know why you're giving it to me.'

'I… I don't want to marry you… no that sounded wrong. I do want to marry you, but not now because it hasn't been long enough… but…'

'But what?' Chase knelt on the ground and opened the box. Inside it was a folded piece of paper with the name "Remy" scrawled elegantly on the front. With trembling fingers she took it an unfolded it.

Stay with me?

'Yes.' Chase nearly fell over.

'Wh-what?' She pulled him to his feet.

'I said yes.' He closed the box and placed it in the pocket of his jacket. She took his hands and held them loosely by her sides. 'Yes Chase, yes, I'll stay with you.' He nodded, looking a little confused as though trying to think things through. 'Hey, stop thinking, just accept it. There's no getting rid of me.' She smiled and he nodded, still working things out. 'Chase?'

'Hmm?'

'Stop okay?' He shook his head. 'So damn stubborn.' He nodded and smiled, placing his hands on her waist.

'You know it.'

'Shut up.' They were so close now, close enough to be considered intimate.

'Make me.'

'All in good time.' Then she was gone. Chase stared after her.

'When?'

'You'll see.' She smiled over her shoulder before vanishing, leaving Chase standing there feeling very satisfied with himself.

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Booth sat outside the room as they wheeled in the cart with the needle, antiseptic scrub and collecting jar on it.

'Will it hurt her?'

'Like nothing she can ever imagine.' Booth shouldered past into the room and sat by her, holding her hand.

'What did her x-rays show?'

'Possible lesions on the lungs. Unsure.'

'Is this the only option?'

'If this what we think it is, then yes.'

'So you're going to subject her to pain?'

'We have no other choice.' Taub told him, pushing him firmly back into his seat. Brennan stirred, tugging on Booth's hand.

'Bones? Temperance honey are you alright?'

'I… what are they going to do to me?' She asked, noticing the needle and dismissing the fact he'd called her Temperance.

'They… well…'

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