A/N: I am thankful to you guys for your patience in uploading this chapter. I have been sick something chronic… laying in bed for days, staring at the ceiling. I have been without energy, and without my own computer. So, while I am STILL without my own computer, I managed to transfer this chapter to a USB and made an effort JUST for you guys to have this chapter uploaded. BUT… it comes at a price, and no, I won't beg for reviews this time… it just means being patient again until I'm better before I write the next one… I'm usually a few ahead, but sickness caught up and so did the chapters. Anyway, I FINALLY bring you what lay's behind the door.

Enjoy =)

For the sixth time that week, Booth walked into his apartment, smiling. The weight of the world seemed to disappear when he was alone with Brennan, which in the last few weeks had been almost every night after work. His mood had certainly changed.

He pushed open the door.

Booth had to look twice to realize that the woman standing in his loungeroom was Hannah Burley.

"Hannah, what-" he was stunned at what he saw. Her once golden-blonde curls had been traded in for short straight brown hair, with a short fringe. Her new image looking slightly familiar, it didn't take long for him to fit the pieces together, to discover WHY she looked so familiar. Her new hair style changed her entire face.

She smiled nervously. "Do you like it, Seeley?"

A chill ran down his spine.

"I er… what- why did you change it?" he asked unable to form an opinion she wanted to hear. This was FAR too weird, even for Booth.

"I thought you'd like it," her eyes clouded over with tears. She looked disappointed. Booth felt a tinge of guilt, before the anger. How did women manage to make men fold by a single tear? He didn't understand it.

"I do," he assured her taking her hand in his own. "I just- I liked the way you had it before. It was you Hannah, it was who YOU are!"

"I wanted a change," she said.

"But this kind of change?' he challenged. It was weird looking at her. He got a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Hannah shrugged. "What's wrong with this?"

"Nothing, I just…"

"You don't like it!" she accused.

"Hannah-"

"NO!" she screamed. "I don't want to talk to you. I cut off my hair and styled it FOR YOU, you don't appreciate ANYTHING!" she stalked out of the room then, leaving Booth stunned and alone. This time he didn't have the strength to go after her and make things better.

Hannah was acting weird. She had drastically changed her image, to resemble someone else… someone that Booth admired and adored, someone that Booth cared deeply for, and Hannah was well aware of that fact.

Now, he didn't know what he was supposed to do about it.

He needed help.

He dug into his pocket and retrieved his phone, before going straight to speed dial.

Hahaha, YES, I am trying something DIFFERENT! I hope I have surprised you all, because that is FUN, FUN, FUN… sorry its short, but thems the breaks. Reviews are appreciated and so are you thoughts on this =)