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"Are you sure you will be okay. You did get hit by a truck and it is pouring rain."

"I'll be fine Angela." Brennan said as she sat in Angela's car in front of Booth's apartment building. She was truly terrified but she knew she had to do this.

"Did I mention that you had to be revived Bren and by the way, you got hit by a truck!"

"Yes I know Angela, I was there. I thought you wanted me to do this?"

"Yeah I know, but five years Bren, five years! There's a lot of disbelief buzzing through my head right about now. It's all just rushing at me. I want you to do this more than anything, but I want to make sure that it is what you want to do."

"It is Ange. Thanks for everything." She smiled warmly at Angela.

"Okay. Go tell Booth how much you love him." She smiled back her confidence returning as Brennan stepped from the car and into the rain.

"Oh, Brennan!" Angela called before Brennan shut the door.

"What Ange?"

"Details! Lots and lots of details!"

Brennan rolled her eyes as she shut the door and Angela drove away. She was covering her eyes from the large raindrops with her hands as she looked up at Booth's apartment building, her feet stuck to the pavement and her body becoming soaking wet. She slowly regained control of her limbs as she walked into the building and began her ascent to his apartment door.

She didn't realize she was breathing heavily until she stopped, inches from his door. Her clothes and hair were dripping and she was emotionally exhausted as the weight of what she had experienced over the last week or so fell on top of her. She was so unsure about absolutely everything that now she didn't really care what she did. She wanted to save him, but she had no idea how, so she had helplessly left it up to fate even though she didn't believe in it. But now she had no choice, no options, she just had what she had right then in that very moment. She knew all too well how quickly everything could be taken away, but she also knew too well how much she loved Booth.

She slowly raised her fist to the door and knocked slowly, but loudly causing her body to jump and her heartbeat to race. What was she doing? This would never work. She had less than a day left with him, this wasn't right.

Her mind raced with uncertainty as she began to run away from his door, away from opportunity, from love. She sprinted down the stairs and into the rain where she stood breathlessly on the streetlamp lit pavement and tears spilled from her eyes.

-BONES-

Moments earlier Booth had been sitting on his couch, a bottle of unopened whiskey sitting on the coffee table. Hours ago he would have considered downing the whole bottle and going back for more, but now he realized that getting drunk would create more problems than it would solve. He stared at the label on the bottle, not knowing what good it would do him. He couldn't believe he had actually told Brennan he loved her. Half of him felt completely relieved and the other half of him felt like he had made the biggest mistake of his life. He didn't want to lose her. He would rather watch her live her life with another man than lose her as a friend. She was too important to him to lose over a stupid mistake.

He heard a loud knock on his door and reluctantly tore his eyes away the label and stood up slowly and walked to door, opening it to find nothing but an empty hallway. He sighed, closing the door. Idiots, he muttered to himself as he walked back to the lounge. He realised that one of his windows was open and that rain was dripping inside. He walked over to it, closing it roughly. Peering outside, his eyes fell on a small figure standing on the pavement.

Realization struck him as his eyes widened in hope. "Bones!"

He ran to his door opening it quickly and running out, he had to get to her. His heart was pounding as he descended the stairs and raced to the entrance of the building stopping as he got outside, his eyes on her. She was just metres from him, both being soaked by rain, but both not caring. She had her back to him as he watched her shaking frame with regret and hope. They had so much history, so many reasons to not be together, so many reasons why it wouldn't work out, but there they were – in the rain, both willing to admit how they felt about one another. Would they take the opportunity or walk away like they had done so many times before?

-BONES-

The rain pelted onto the pavement and soaked into Booth and Brennan's clothes causing them to shiver in the dark street. Both of their minds were whirling with emotions and thoughts as Brennan turned around slowly to see Booth standing behind her. Her tears had disappeared into the rain but her eyes were red and puffy and her arms were wrapped around her waist for comfort. She closed her eyes when she saw him, breathing in deeply. What was he doing there? She wanted to run, to just stand in the rain until she fell to the ground and became nothing more than a person that once existed.

"What are you doing Booth, it's raining?" she opened her eyes releasing her arms from her shaking body.

"I could ask you the same thing." He said calmly walking toward her.

She turned away from his advance. "Angela got me out." She whispered.

"Why did you come here Bones?" he asked standing beside her.

"What does it matter? What does anything matter?" Her voice rose as her uncertainty did.

"Bones, Bones, calm down." Booth said putting his hands on her upper arms.

She looked away from his as tears once again began to cascade down her cheeks.

"Look at me Bones!" He said forcefully. "What's wrong?" he asked softly. "Look at me."

"I don't want to lose you." Brennan whispered looking into his eyes.

"You aren't going to lose me. Why would you think that?"

She looked away from him again before turning back. "Did you mean it?"

"Did I mean what?" He asked though he knew exactly what she was talking about.

"Do you really love me Booth?" She asked looking down at her feet.

"Is that what you came here for? You got Angela to get you out of the hospital; you knocked on my door and then stood out in the rain."

She nodded her eyes still transfixed on her shoes and the ever growing puddles surrounding them. "Sometimes you have to take a chance." She said quietly looking back into his eyes.

He smiled. "You have no idea how angry I am at Angela and you have no idea how thankful I am." He moved his hand from her arm to her cheek and stroked it lightly with his thumb. Her skin was cold and dripping from the rain. "Yes Bones. I meant every word I said. I love you."

A fresh round of tears fell from her eyes as she leant forward slightly, the rain pouring down around them, meeting his lips in a passionate kiss as her mind repeated 'it's now or never'.

They broke apart slowly, their hands still hanging on to one another as they looked into each other's eyes and then around them to look at the rain.

"Let's go inside, it's freezing out here."Booth said smiling as he took her hand and led her back to his apartment. They walked across the foyer, their clothes dripping and their fingers entwined as they ascended the stairs and made it to his apartment door.

He opened it slowly his eyes stuck to Brennan's beautiful silver, blue ones. They walked into his apartment, both reaching instinctively for the coats that they didn't have on. Instead they just felt how incredibly soaking their clothes were.

"I don't think I have ever been so wet!" Booth said pulling off his soaking shirt to reveal a just as soaked white singlet. He threw his shirt in the sink and looked back at Brennan. Her hair was dark from the water and was sticking to her face. Her skin glittered in the light from the raindrops still on her skin and a soft smile was on her face. She was so beautiful, he thought to himself.

"Booth?"

"Yeah." He said, not able to keep the smile from his face.

"I...I love you too."

Booth walked toward her slowly and pulled her into his arms, slowly kissing her temple and down her cheek to her chin.

She shivered at his touch, warm against her cold, wet skin as she reached her arms around his body and up around his neck as his lips navigated to hers. They clinged breathlessly to each other, their lips meshed as their hands began to explore each other's bodies.

They broke apart and stared into each other's eyes. "Why don't we get out of these wet clothes?" Booth whispered into her ear.

Brenan nodded as Booth reached for her hand and lead her to his bedroom.

-BONES-

His room was warm and as comforting as his finely toned body. His heart as beautiful and kind as his thoughts. He felt nothing but complete love and dedication to her. He respected her as a woman, as a partner, as the person he loves. He had waited so long for this moment he wouldn't give it up for anything.

She was as beautiful as the morning sun was hopeful. She made his life complete like he made hers. Her fingertips were soft on his skin and her kisses sweet relief to his mouth. She was so many things it was ridiculous. She was sad, happy, relieved, depressed, loved, confused, overjoyed. Her emotions swirled as she forced her mind to cast them away like she had done so many times before. But instead of burying them, she replaced them with certainty. She was certain that she loved Booth and she was certain that he loved her back and at that moment that was all that mattered.

Her fingers scraped the underneath of his singlet as she slowly pulled it over his head, their mouths angry at having to be pulled away. But the feeling of her fingers on his bare chest was worth it. It didn't matter that they were wet and cold. What mattered was that they were there. They had each other for warmth and their love to keep them together, to keep them safe. Well for now anyway, Brennan thought.

Her arms wandered to his neck and tightened around it as his hands moved to her hips, carefully lifting her soaking t-shirt. She reluctantly released her grip and put her arms over her head, looking deep into his eyes as the shirt slid from her arms and he placed it on the floor. He pulled her close, his mouth meeting her neck as he traced her belly button and up her side with his fingers, causing her cold skin to tingle at the warm caress.

Her happiness fell with the sudden flash of Booth lying dead on the ground. The looks of the S.W.A.T teams faces and his blood all over her clothes and skin as she lay next to him, refusing to leave his side. She saw all of her friends sitting around the pool, watching their children, talking, laughing. She had left everyone she had ever cared about and everyone who had ever cared about her. Tears swarmed to her eyes as she held Booth tightly and kissed him with endless passion and love, letting all of her emotions fall to the floor as she thought about her life without him and how what they were doing wasn't fair to him or to her.

But then she remembered what Angela had told her at the hospital - "Sometimes you just have to take a chance. You have to use the time that's given to you, not throw it all away. It's never too late for love Bren, never too late."

She pulled away slowly from Booth, her grasp still tight as she looked into his eyes as she spoke softly, "I love you so much Booth. I don't ever want to lose you." Tears slid down her face as he looked into her eyes and kissed her softly, his hands on the bare skin above her hips.

"You won't lose me Bones. I promise, with all my heart." He wiped the tears from her cheeks lightly and smiled softly.

She kissed him deeply, with all the love she had in her as he lowered her onto his bed and they become lost in one another.

It's never too late. She had to believe that. She had to take a chance.

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