A/N : Ok, so this is my first Bones multi-chapter story. Hope it's decent. Read and review… Let me know what you think!

Also if you get the chance and want to I am currently Beta-reading for Lady-Josie's story. It's called "A Mistake in the Partnership?". It's her continuation of Season 6 based off of the sides and spoilers starting with The Killers in the Crosshairs with a surprise added in.

Thanks mendenbar for an idea you gave to add to this chapter

Disclaimer: If I owned Bones, I'd be making a lot more money than I do!

Summary: What happens when there is a serial killer on the loose who targets little boys and Rebecca doesn't tell Booth that Parker's missing. What happens when things get even more complicated and faces from Booth's past comes back. some BB later. Takes place after Season 4 not including the last two episodes Cullen is still around.

Last Chapter:

They spoke to each other for a little while before they both fell asleep, content.

Killing for Revenge
Epilogue: Where Do We Go From Here?

Four and a Half Weeks Later

Booth opened the door to Brennan's apartment with his key. They had rarely been apart for the past four weeks, except for when Brennan went to the lab at Booth's insistence that he'd be fine alone for a few hours and that she could go do something for herself. They spent some days at her place, some at his. She had a key to his place too. They had gone out with the team and had gone out on a few "dates". He laughed thinking of the first night he asked her out.

"Hey, Bones, how about I take you out for dinner tonight?" he asked kissing her on the cheek as she laid on his bed, they were at his apartment since he had the TV and it was only early afternoon so they were going to need it to keep him entertained while she worked on the next chapter of her book, with him. It was about one week into his recovery period.

"Booth, we always go out to dinner."

"I meant like on a first date."

"You already got me into bed with you," she said with a smile on her face so he knew she was joking with him. "Isn't taking me out on a date moving backward at this point? Besides, if your definition of a date is going out to dinner, haven't we been on plenty of dates already? Also, you aren't cleared to drive, so I'd have to drive and therefore I'd be taking you out, and you are still supposed to be on bed rest."

"Well I would plan something a little bigger, but it's kind of hard on crutches. And, this time, dinner would be different cause I can do this," he said as he leaned over and kissed her on the lips. He deepened the kiss a little before pulling back. She smiled.

"Ok." His eyebrows shot up.

"Ok?" he asked, sounding surprised

"Yes."

"Wow."

"What?"

"I just thought I was going to have to go all anthropological on you to get you to agree that a dinner could be a date and to go on one," he told her smiling sheepishly.

"Big word for you… anthropological… have you been practicing that speech too?" she asked clearly amused.

"Maybe…"

They ended up having a good time at dinner, went back to Brennan's place and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Booth smiled at the memory as he walked over to where Brennan was sitting on the couch, working on her book. His casts had been removed a week ago, giving him his freedom back and his car keys and ability to drive, except for the one on his left arm. They had decided that that one still had some more healing to do so they put it in a brace. He didn't mind really though. They still hadn't cleared him to work at that point, but they had cleared him to drive so he really didn't have anything to complain about. Even after getting his freedom back, they kept the routine of not leaving each other for too long going.

Booth went over to the couch and plopped down next to her, wrapping his now brace-less left arm around her shoulders and moving to kiss her cheek, but she turned her head to him so their lips met instead.

"How did your doctor's appointment go?" She had decided to stay at her apartment while he went to work on her book because he didn't need her to drive him anymore.

"It went good. As you can see, no more brace."

"What about work?"

"Ah, that's why I'm a little later than I was expecting. I stopped by to hand in my forms, since it was on the way. I'm officially cleared for duty again." He smiled. "Cullen didn't seem too thrilled about me getting clearance this soon… don't get me wrong he's happy to have me back, but he was hoping the doctor was going to make me wait a little longer. Jimmy's pretty certain I'm good enough to go back, but Cullen isn't so sure."

"You had told Jimmy how you still get the occasional throb from one of your limbs that were broken?"

"Yeah, he asked if the throbbing was severe, how often it happens, and if it affects the movement in my limb. I told him the truth: that it's now pretty mild, doesn't happen as often, and not really unless it isn't as mild as normal, than it might make me pause for a moment. He seemed pretty satisfied with those answers and said that is sometimes the case, but as long as it's not normally affecting me, he can still consider me good to go... Cullen still wants me to take more time off, but I told him that me and the squints were anxious to get back to work. He suggested a vacation for me for a week to deal with the last case. We eventually came to a compromise of if a case comes in I get called in, but this week I'm still out of the office and the two weeks after that is all desk duty unless you guys are needed."

"You didn't take the vacation idea?"

"Not right now anyway. I'm not a fan of going alone, and I figured you're anxious to get back to solving murders too. I called Rebecca, Parker just started going back to school this week. He had officially been cleared to return last week, but he still had some pain, and Rebecca still didn't really want him out of her sight. I can't really blame her, I would have probably done the same thing. So since he just went back, I'm not going to take him out so soon again, besides he has some stuff to catch up on."

"I could help if he needs it."

"Thanks. I'll let them know about the offer." He kissed her cheek to show his appreciation. "So, I'm not taking a vacation now when we'd all rather be working again. Maybe soon, but…"

"You don't want to yet." She said when he trailed off.

"Right. I'd rather bring you or Parker, or both if I can."

"I wouldn't want to intrude on your time with him." Booth snorted.

"He loves you, too. Whenever I have him he's always asking: 'Where's Bones? Can we go see her?' or 'Is Bones coming, too?' You've got my kid in love with you, too."

"I can't say it." They had been in a relationship for a while, but had yet to directly say the words to each other. "I want to… I think I do but…"

"I don't think you do." She looked stunned, so he quickly clarified. "I know you do. You've proven it over and over again. Even if you never say the words, it's shown in your actions."

"How?"

"The way you completely dedicated yourself to helping me to stop Raddick, the way you helped me find Parker, the way you stayed with him in the hospital because I asked you to when you very clearly wanted to follow me, the way you stayed with both of us at the hospital when it was over, you're even the one who had the guts to point out we were already in a relationship… do I really need to continue cause I have a lot more I could list, from stuff that wasn't even that recent too."

"No. You made your point. Thinking about it now, you've never said it directly, but you've implied and shown your love, too."

"I hope…"

"Who else would have gone into a burning building, taken shots meant for someone else…" he stopped her there by kissing her, wanting to lighten up the mood again.

"Wow, if I had known kissing you would get you to stop talking I would have done that ages ago," he said smiling at her. She tried to look offended, but it wasn't too effective with her smile. He was really pleased with how carefree she was in private with him. It was almost as if she was a different person. "I do have to add one thing to my list from before though, the biggest piece of proof… I was cleared to be alone again over a week ago and I think in that time we've spent even less time without each other, except when you were at the lab and even sometimes then I came by for a while, and you're still putting up with my slobbishness and haven't complained about it yet," he said noticing a pair of his socks in the corner of the room and one of his shirts in another. He was sure if he looked in other areas he would see more messes of his and things of his. He smiled at her. She laughed.

"You do know slobbishness isn't a word?"

"Yeah, but it's fitting. I also did do something else while I was at the office, too which is why it took me so long."

"What?"

"A little research." She looked confused. "I tracked down Sully's family and gave them a call." He then told Brennan everything that he told Maria. He didn't give her the full details but had told Maria that Sully loved them so much and that he was sorry if he couldn't return and that, if it hadn't been for Sully, his son and himself might not have survived and that they were all grateful. He also told her if she wanted their contact information to give them a call or something that the information was still on his desk and that she could go grab it whenever.

"Good. I'm glad you found them. They deserved to know what happened to him." They fell into silence for a few moments.

"You know, I forgot to add one thing about my doctor's appointment."

"What?"

"I was cleared for one more thing also…" he trailed off. It took her a few minutes, but she eventually caught on and took her laptop off her lap, got up and put it on the coffee table. She went back to the couch, but instead of sitting next to him again, she sat on his lap. His arms came to wrap around her waist as she kissed him.

"Yeah?" she asked, fingering the bottom of his T-Shirt.

"Yep." He smiled. She took him by surprise though when she paused in fingering his shirt. She looked at him questioningly.

"You're not going to tell me to wait until after a date?" Booth laughed.

"I thought about it, but I figured why torture us longer, and we've been out on a few dates recently."

"Wow, I thought the romantic in you would want to wait."

"I can ask you to if you really want."

"Hell no." Booth laughed again, before he was cut off by her lips claiming his. She started going for his shirt again…

They were interrupted by both of their cell phones going off. They both groaned.

"We wanted to go back to work why?" Booth asked her.

"Come on, we have a case. The sooner we get done for the day the sooner we can get back here," she told him as she stood up, both of them checking for a message left on their phones.

"I like how you think." They listened to the messages: Brennan's was from Cam about the case and that she was going to meet her at the scene. Booth's was from Cullen about the case and also accusing him of planning the murder because of the agreement they came to. Booth laughed at the end of the message, knowing Cullen wasn't really pissed. "Come on, Bones. Chop, chop. We got a case." They left to head to the crime scene.

Brennan was ranting as they entered her apartment after coming back from the scene.

"What are the FBI and police full of idiots? They couldn't even tell that we weren't needed because it was a suicide. We do murders not suicides. Don't they know I might have been doing something better or more important when they called us on a wild duck chase?"

"Goose chase… and I assume you're referring to doing me…" Brennan sputtered at his boldness, caught off guard by it. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her hard. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed back, before pulling away slightly.

"What? I was doing something important and don't like being interrupted."

"Well, it's a good thing that we don't need to be working anymore. We can get back to what we were doing before then." She unwrapped her arms from around his neck and practically dragged him back to her bedroom, where they collapsed on her bed together.

A few hours later, they were lying in bed together, his arms wrapped around her; her head on his chest. She was tracing his scar from Pam until he laid his hand over hers, pausing her movements.

"What are you thinking about, Bones?" he asked, softly.

"How do you know I'm thinking?" She kept her voice soft as well.

"You're always thinking."

"I was just thinking we almost didn't make it to this point. There were…"

"Hey, we did and that's what counts." He kissed her on the forehead gently. They laid there silently for some time, until the silence was interrupted by Booth's growling stomach. Brennan laughed.

"What, are you hungry?"

"Hey, we just burned a lot of calories. I have a right to be hungry"

"I didn't hear you complaining."

"And you won't. Now, how about we go out and get some food. I'm starving," he said as he sat up, her moving over slightly so he could. She saw the new scars from Raddick on his back. They still looked pretty bad and they still had some redness around them. She hadn't really seen them in a while after Booth was able to start treating his own back and she didn't notice just now, seeing as she was a little occupied. She ran a hand lightly down one of them, sending a shiver down him, as he swung his legs over the side of the bed to get up and dressed. Before he got completely up though, he let her hands run over the new scars.

"Do they still hurt?"

"No, after they healed completely they stopped." Brennan nodded, knowing he wasn't going to say anything else on the subject. It was one thing they avoided talking about, the torture. He didn't mind Raddick being mentioned as long as it didn't involve anything in that cabin. Brennan didn't know if he didn't say anything for her sake or his, but knew she would listen if he ever wanted to talk.

"If you ever want to…"

"I know… Thanks," he said knowing that she was offering to listen to him. He wanted to lighten the mood again. "So, how about we head to the diner? You always say their pie is really bad for me, so it will be extra calories you can help me get rid of later." He got up in search of his boxers, as she got up to grab clothes for herself.

"Think you'd mind going like that?" she asked before he pulled his boxers up.

"Yes, I would, and I'm pretty sure they would too," he told her, laughing slightly at the suggestion, as they were dressing.

"Hmm," she started, pretending to think. "I'm not so sure. You have excellent bone structure and symmetry. You might be doing them a favor." They finished dressing and he laughed, pulling her to him and kissing her quickly.

"Come on, let's go get us fed so we have more calories to burn later."

"I like that logic."

"Good," he said as they left the room and apartment. Who knows where things were going to take them from here, but they knew that they were going to take things one day at a time and see where it leads them.

Ok... so that was the epilogue... hope you enjoyed the journey... I'm thinking about maybe (and it's a HUGE maybe at this point) doing a sequel to this story... I've got a few ideas for a couple of things I could bring into the sequel but am having some difficulties for a good case to write so if I can think of one I will consider writing a sequel... It would also be a while (probably a long while) before I would start posting it if I ever do write one especially since I've started another piece set between seasons 6 and 7 if anyone wants to keep an eye out for that one... I'm not sure when I'll start posting that one though... Is there any interest for a sequel for this one though? Let me know. Also, feel free to mention ideas or suggestions you may want if you want a sequel to this one. I won't guarantee I'll put it in because it would depend on if it would fit with the ideas I have already but I will definitely consider them.

So, thanks one more time to everyone who put this story on their favorites list, alerted, and/or reviewed this story... hope everyone enjoyed and please review one more time and let me know if you want a sequel and if you have ideas...