AN: Ok! Sorry this took so long folks! It was a hard one to write! Thank you all for your reviews and alerts! I know all of you are wondering what's going on with Blake and Brennan. Are they really in a relationship, or is it all show for work. You'll find out, probably next chapter! I'm glad you guys like that Brennan and Parker are still spending time together! I imagined it would be hard for both of them since Brennan has known Parker since he was 4, and they seem to have such a strong bond. Anywho! This one was a bit depressing so I apologize. I tried to throw in some fun stuff in there to take away from the angst. The next one is a lot more fun! To all the mothers out there, Happy Mothers' Day!

Chapter 11 The Betrayal in the Park

**** Flashback 7 days ago****

Apartment of Dr. Temperance Brennan

Saturday 6:00 am

Bzzz… Bzzz… Bzzz… Bzzz… Bzzz…

Brennan opened one eye and peeked at her nightstand with annoyance to the object offending her eardrums. She reached over and hit her alarm clock off. She closed her eyes as she rolled on her back and moaned. She was normally up at this time but having left Chemistry at 3:30 that morning she couldn't quite figure out why she was awake. Yawning and stretching, the sleepy fog started to dissipate from her mind and she smiled.

One year.

Taking a deep breath she got out of her bed and got ready for what was most likely going to be an interesting day.

"One year from today, we meet at the Reflecting Pool on the Mall. Right by the-"

"Coffee cart. I know. One year from today."

Brennan took one last drink of her coffee, looking at her watch. She quickly walked back to her room to make sure she looked alright. She had to admit, she didn't know what to expect today.

Booth's never broken a promise to me, he'll be there.

She still couldn't help but feel anxious.

What's going to happen when we meet?

Brennan had only seen Booth four times in the past two weeks. Four times since that rainy night, and those four times had only been when it was absolutely necessary. Smoothing out her floral tea length skirt, she grabbed her red cardigan and bag, and headed out to the Reflecting Pool.

Saturday 7:44 am

Reflecting Pool

Brennan arrived at the Reflecting Pool and took in her surroundings. Not many people were out that Saturday morning; just a few runners here and there. Taking a seat on their bench, Brennan took in a deep breath to calm her nerves.

Booth and I never set a specific time. I wonder when he'll be here…

After about 15 minutes, and another cup of coffee gone, Brennan decided to pass the time by reading a few anthropology journals that she was behind on. She had been working her normal cases, and then going out at night with Blake until the early morning, so it didn't give her much time to read leisurely.

Saturday 10:00 am

Brennan finally finished her last journal. Normally it wouldn't have taken her this long, but it seemed like every time she heard a noise or someone passed her, she would look up to see if it was Booth. She found that she had to go back several times realizing she had no idea what she just read. Reaching in her bag, she grabbed an apple and began to munch on it as she looked around, willing Booth to arrive. She noticed more people were out now, enjoying the sunny spring day.

"You and me – we're the center."

"And the center must hold."

"Right. So, are we gonna hold?"

"Yeah. We'll hold. We're the center."

"The center."

"What's funny?"

"Ha, I thought you were going to kiss my hand again."

"I did not kiss your hand. You put it over my coffee cup".

"Huh… felt like you kissed it."

"No."

"No?"

"Nope."

Brennan smiled. Suddenly she thought of an idea for the next chapter of her novel, so she figured she might as well get some work done while she waited for Booth. She carefully grabbed her laptop out of her bag and began to type. She easily started to write a scene with Andy and Kathy during a particularly tough case.

"Dr. B?"

"Dr. Hodgins. What are you doing here?" Brennan asks surprised to see him in jogging pants and shirtless.

Hodgins quickly turns off his iPod and throws on his shirt that he was carrying in the back of his pants.

"I thought I'd get out of the house for a while. Angie said the fact that I was breathing was both annoying and distracting her…" Hodgins said as he sat on the bench beside Brennan. "What about you?" Hodgins asked with a friendly smile. "It looks like you've packed enough to sustain life for a good week out here," Hodgins said seeing her bag packed with snacks.

"A week?" Brennan laughed. "No, I'd say perhaps if I were in a situation where I needed to ration my food out for survival, it would last three days, four at the absolute most. However, if you must know, I'm waiting for Booth."

"For Booth," for Booth? Hodgins thought to himself. What would Dr. B be doing here waiting for Booth on a Saturday morning… alone… at the Reflecting Pool… we don't have a case right now… Hodgins eyes grew bigger and his mouth opened in shock as he quickly looked at Brennan. Oh my God! "Oh man! Are you two having an affair?" Hodgins whispers slightly freaking out.

"What? No! Don't be ridiculous. Booth is a very loyal man Dr. Hodgins. He would never cheat on Hannah."

"Hmm…" Hodgins replies, still wondering if Brennan and Booth were having an affair.

"Besides, I assume if he were to cheat on Hannah with me, he would have done so when I confessed my feelings for him," Brennan said nonchalantly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait a minute! You told Booth how you felt about him?" Dude… my wife is going to go in premature labor when I tell her this!

"Yes. After I solved the Eames case. I told him that I didn't want to have regrets, however he told me Hannah wasn't a consolation prize so I've concluded he wasn't all that interested in me to begin with," Brennan said looking down willing herself not to feel the hurt of his rejection.

Hodgins looked at Brennan, hurting for what he considered a really good friend. Booth is such a bastard. If that man didn't have a gun…

"Anyway, one year ago today I left for Maluku, and Booth to Afghanistan, and we made a promise. We promised that one year from that day, we'd meet here." Brennan states. "I brought snacks because at that moment we didn't give a specific time, and we haven't talked about it since we've been back."

Hodgins looked at Brennan wondering if Booth was going to show up. He had no doubt the old Booth would have, but lately Booth was all about Hannah Burley.

"I know what you are thinking Dr. Hodgins, and I have no doubt Booth will keep his promise."

"Ok, ok… I have to say Dr. B, you have a lot of faith in Booth," he said with a smile.

"No. Faith is an irrational belief in something that is logically impossible," she said smiling as well, knowing they've had this conversation in the past.

"Well I'll let you get back to your day. Hopefully my wife will let me enter our home. I'm supposed to be receiving a perfectly preserved framed Anaea Tyrianthina today!" Hodgins says clearly excited.

"… A butterfly?"

Hodgins scoffs as he rises to get up and shakes his head. "A butterfly? Ohhh not just any butterfly Dr. B… An ANAEA TYRIANTHINA!"

Brennan smiles on the inside, "I don't see how the significance of saying 'anaea tyrianthina' louder, makes it any less a butterfly."

"Goodbye Dr. Brennan. Enjoy your day," Hodgins says on a pout as he walks away.

"Have I offended you Dr. Hodgins? I apologize," Brennan yells after him from her seat knowingly teasing her entomologist.

Saturday 5:43 pm

Brennan sat on the bench growing more and more upset at each passing minute.

Rationally I should just get up and go. He's obviously not coming. It was completely foolish to believe he would keep a promise from a year ago. He most likely forgot, Brennan thought to herself, suffering from a sick feeling of betrayal in her stomach. Instantly, that consistent ball that formed in her throat was there with a vengeance. Tears started to form in her eyes as she thought of Booth.

"Are you going to betray me?"

"No."

She bit at her bottom lip willing the tears to go away.

"So, hey, what's a year?"

"It's the time it takes the Earth to make a full revolution around the sun."

"In the scheme of things. You know, the grand scheme. Just saying, a year is just, you know... it's not too bad."

"Right."

"Right?"

Brennan stood up and grabbed her belongings. Walking a few feet away, she looked back at their bench as she wiped a tear away. You were wrong Booth… A year… that year changed everything. She took a deep breath, and started walking back the path she came from earlier that morning. She then heard loud footsteps as if someone was running toward her. Before she had time to turn around, someone grabbed her arm from behind.

Knowing instantly that it wasn't Booth, Brennan instinctively grabbed the assailant's arm and flipped him onto his back as she placed her foot on his throat.

"Brennan! Brennan!" Blake said as he choked for air. Immediately Brennan took her foot off his throat.

"Blake! What are you doing?" she exclaimed as she reached out her hand to help him up.

"Well I was coming to say hi, but now I'm regretting it," he grunted out as he rubbed his back.

"I apologize. I thought you were psychopath," Brennan said bluntly completely serious.

Blake laughed, "I see that. I have to say Bren, that was totally bad ass. You should feel honored taking down a Navy Seal, in… in a skirt no less," Blake says slightly embarrassed. "Next time though, maybe you can do that to a real psychopath."

Brennan laughed, "Well next time don't ambush me from behind!"

"Hey were you leaving? I thought maybe we could take a walk around on this beautiful day. I don't know very many people here in DC and I realized I don't know much about my partner. Would you care to get to know each other a little better?" Blake asked with a friendly smile.

"Of course. That would be satisfactory," Brennan said with a smile.

Saturday 6 pm

Home of Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Jack Hodgins

Hodgins slams his phone down on the kitchen counter as he rubs his hands over his face. Angela walks in moments later to see her husband clearly upset.

"Hey Babe, what's going on? I thought you'd be on cloud 9 after receiving your butterfly in the mail."

"Anaea Tyrianthina," he corrected. "And I was. But now, now, I'm just pissed," Hodgins said fuming.

"What's wrong Jack?" Angela said concerned, knowing something is really wrong with her husband.

"Well I didn't tell you, because I didn't want you to go into premature labor, but I ran into Brennan at the park today. She was waiting for Booth. Apparently she and Booth made a promise last year when they left, to meet back there in a year, to I dunno, catch up after they got back…"

Angela smiles dreamily, bringing her hands to her heart in awe. "Well, that sounds pretty romantic to me-"

"Well don't get too gushy yet. I just got off the phone with Sweets, and you know what he told me?" Hodgins paused, trying to calm down.

"No, wha-"

"He told me, that no way Booth was going to show up. That he talked to him that morning, and he planned on proposing to Hannah Afghanna today!" he exclaims as his voice grew louder.

"Wait what? Booth wants to marry Blonde Bimbo?" Angela exclaimed, but then paused to realize what this really meant for her best friend.

"You know what pisses me off the most?" Hodgins voice growing quieter, but still clearly angry, as he unconsciously played with the rubber band that was always on his wrist. "I know Brennan waited. You should have seen her Angie. She had snacks and work in her bag. She planned on waiting for him all day."

"We have to do something Jack," she says emotionally as she grabbed her husband's hand for strength. "We have to show her that she's not alone. That even though Booth is a complete moron, that she's not alone… Oh and believe you me, I will have a talk with that man," Angela said dangerously as Hodgins felt a chill run through his body.

Yep… my wife definitely gets that from her father…

Angela grabs the phone and dials a number.

"Who are you-"

Angela quickly cuts him off by raising a finger to his face. "Sweets. Are you free tonight? I'm on a mission to cheer Brennan up. Are you in?... Good. Call around and see who can show. I'll bring the food and booze, and you can bring the entertainment. Great! Meet at Brennan's at 9."

With that Angela ends the call, and looks to her husband. "We'll make this a night Brennan never forgets!" Angela says as she starts to prepare for her surprise evening.

Saturday 8:09 pm

Park

Brennan and Blake are walking arm in arm laughing.

"What? Daffodils are pretty! What's your favorite flower?" Brennan asks.

"Favorite flower? Excuse me Dr. Brennan. Men don't have favorite flowers!" He says as he puffs out his chest and stands completely upright, "I am, what is it you say, an alpha male? Now, I'm no expert, but I don't believe alpha males like flowers!" Both of them laughed as they continue to walk by noticing it was getting late.

"Wow, I didn't realize how late it was getting. The twinkle lights look great!" Blake says looking around, seeing how beautiful the park looked. Brennan smiled, but stopped when she heard a familiar voice. Letting go of Blake's arm she walks and peeks around a bush. She smiled. Booth.

"I um, I love you Hannah, and I just…when I met you, I really, honestly wondered if I was ever gonna meet anyone again"

"Umm..o-"

"Marry me. I want you to be my wife."

Suddenly it felt like the all the air knocked out of Brennan's chest. She quickly turned around, only to run into Blake's hard chest. Maneuvering around him she started to run away. Blake looks at Brennan, and then back to a man proposing to woman. Completely confused he runs after Brennan, wondering what happened.

Finally catching up to her, he gently touches her shoulder urging her to turn around. When she finally does, Blake is taken back by the tears streaming down her face. Instantly he pulls her into his arms as runs a hand through her hair to try to calm her.

For the first time in a long time, Brennan felt safe in Blake's arms. He was different. He wasn't there for everything between her and Booth, and that felt refreshing. For some reason, she didn't keep herself from Blake and they connected almost instantly. She felt tired of being strong, and holding all her emotions inside. Feeling safe, she pulled Blake tighter into her arms and began to sob into his shoulder. He held her tight, and continued to gently run his hands through her hair, whispering soothing words of encouragement. When her tears, finally subsided, she pulled back a bit and looked into his concerned sky blue eyes.

"I wish to get inebriated." She stated with a quiver in her voice.

Blake smiled comfortingly as he brushed her hair behind her ear.

"That, that I can do." He said with a smile as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder as they walked to find the quickest way to get inebriated.

AN: Ok! So I changed the timeline a bit from the show. But if you think about it, the gang came back after 7 months, and I felt the show didn't account to that fact very well. So in my mind, they left last May when the finale took place, and got home around December. Sorry if that confuses anyone! So honestly! What did you think… I always get nervous posting a new chapter! Please don't hold back! Let me know what's on your mind, questions, comments, errors, anything! Hit that button below! You could also PM me anytime. I always have my smartphone and everything goes straight there! So don't hesitate!

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Astig01: I'm so sorry you haven't got that episode yet! But seriously, when you do watch it, be ready to get knocked on your ass! It was fantastic and everyone involved deserves an Emmy!

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