"Parker said Mac N Cheese is your favorite." Hayley yawned tired from the whole day.

"Not just any Mac N Cheese. Bones' Mac N Cheese is my favorite kiddo." Brennan smile shyly, it made her happy that her macaroni and cheese was the best. For best meant superior to all the rest. Hayley yawn again and Brennan picked up all of their empty bowls. "I'm going to put these in the washer and you missy Hay need to go to bed."

"That's right, you are coming to the lab tomorrow." Booth

"Hayley I will be right there Booth can tuck you in for now."

She looked up at Booth she was already in pajamas, everyone was except Booth. "Kay." Hayley settled in her bed grabbing her stuffed horse Belle and tucking her under her arm. "Booth?" He was sitting on the edge of the bed one of the books from the Twilight series in hand.

"Hhmm?"

"Are you spending the night again? You and Auntie both work together, well pretty much. You both work at the same place anyway. Plus, she is your girlfriend and you're her boyfriend. I mean you told Rebecca already so why can't I tell Angela tomorrow I mean she pretty much does know."

Booth was a little shocked. "Who is telling the story you or me?"

"I wasn't telling a story I was asking a question."

"I don't know Kiddo."

Hayley yawn and roll on her side holding Belle close as she faced Booth, he started to read. Though, he only made one page as he look up and see Hayley out like a light. He smiled closing the book and set it quietly on the night stand.

He took his hand and smoothed her hair back kissing her temple he whispered to her. "Night Kiddo" he brush her hair back once more "My other girl." He gently eased himself off the bed and started to walk out of the room, but stopped short.

"See you in the morning Booth." Hayley smiled she didn't mean at the Jeffersonian either. He shut her door turning the knob so it closed quietly.

Brennan smile as Booth came up behind her and wrap his arms around her laying his head on her shoulder. She smiles wrapping her arms around his as he look at what she was looking at. She reached out and touched their December for a moment the photograph swung back and forth on the branch and the glitter sparkle the same sparkle in Bones eye. A smile graced his lips for she was happy and she had found love.

She retract her arm and place it atop his once more as she yawn into the night. His heavy head resting on her shoulder she breathes in knowing-feeling what it meant to feel perfectly content and completely satisfied. He stood up releasing her; her eyes quickly diverted from the picture to him.

He picked up the c.d that he had given Hayley for Christmas. "The Best of Hootie Bones." He stuck the c.d in and pressed play.

"Hayley said I should listen to a song called 'Time'."

"On one condition."

"What is the condition? It's my c.d I can listen to whatever I would like."

"Dance with me Bones."

"You're acting ludicrous Booth."

"Fine." he pretended to pout and she rolled her eyes at him. Suddenly a song came on the lyrics were blasting, but it wasn't Hootie and The Blowfish. Booth looked to the c.d player.

"Booooth." Brennan started to laugh as she quickly turned down the volume, but didn't take out the c.d. "When did you get this?"

"I didn't one of the girls must have left it from the sleep over."

In her room Hayley smile as "Dog Days Are Over" by Florence and The Machine could be heard just barely playing in the other room. She listens to the lyrics mix with her Aunties laughter and smile wider. "Night Belle." Before Hayley fades off she quickly kisses her stuffed horses' muzzle.

"And I never wanted anything from you, except everything you had. And what was left after that too, Oh! Happiness, hit her like a bullet in the back, Struck from a great height by someone who should have known better than that."

Brennan stood still smiling at Booth, she didn't need to dance her eyes were dancing for her as she watched Booth clap ever so softly along with the tambourine. "You're crazy Booth." He walked toward her but she didn't run she stood still stuck to the spot in the middle of the living room.

He stopped a few feet in front of her and she smile at him mysteriously. He balled up his fist and held it up as a make shift microphone as he started to sing the chorus. She laughed loving every moment.

"The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses
'Cos here they come "

"I don't hear horses Booth!"

"Yes you do Bones, come here." The music had come to a slow part in the song, the artist reached for the high note and the tambourine fell silent.

She walked toward him and him to her as they met in the middle. He took her hand and placed it on his heart. "Listen."

"I only hear your heart beating under my hand."

"Close your eyes and listen Bones, listen like you listened on the ice." She licked her lips took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She let herself go, let her mind wander. While she was a genius her imagination didn't get out much.

"And I never wanted anything from you, except everything you had. And what was left after that too, Oh!"

The lyrics swirled in Brennan's mind and soon she was back on the ice. Only this time a ghostly voice almost acapella pierced through her apartment. Booth watched as she smiled her lips curving upward she laid her head absentmindedly on his chest.

He smelled like Booth, like home but what was that noise? A beat, like thunder, or animal hooves but that was impossible. Suddenly the music picked back up as did the tambourine and Brennan's eyes opened. She was unaware for a millisecond where she was then she inhaled. "Booth?" She raised her head not realizing her arms were around him.

"Happiness, hit her like a bullet in the back, struck by love from a great height by some man who should have known better than that."

"Yeah Bones."

"It's your heart… It's your heart Booth, your heart is the horses." He smiled at her revelation. "I heard it and it sounds like, like…" She grasped for words instead she grabbed his hand and put it on her chest. "Can you feel it too?" she reminded him of a little kid.

"I can feel it Bones."

They stood quietly his hand on her heart as she studied his face and the music continued.

Run fast for your mother run fast for your father, run for your children all your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind, You can't carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses
'Cos here they come…

"Booth?" It was a whisper.

"Hhmm?"

"I'm tired." she step toward him again as they stand she lay her head on his chest. His arms now wrapped around her she curled herself up into his chest, her safe haven. Booth listened as she yawned in his arms. The music had ended but she was oblivious to this as she stood comfortable in his arms.

He released her to her dismay and she watched as he walk and turn off the c.d player. She stood staring at their December once again. Booth had his chin resting on her shoulder and his arms wrapped around her once again as they both stare at the light blue star and everything it held.

He watches as she stares at the star with affection and nostalgia. She re-wrapped her arms tighter over his while looking up at the star and leaning back into him. "I love you."

He didn't want to make a big deal of her admission he just squeezed her tighter and she leaned back practically pushing herself onto him. She raised her hand up to his cheek and turned her head up and behind her kissing him slowly. She took hold of his bottom lip in her mouth and laugh as they both slowly sunk to the ground under the star of their December.

Brennan woke in her bed her bare chest laid on Booth's own bare chest. Her arm was outstretched across him, holding him much like Hayley did her stuffed horse. He was asleep and she smiles as she looks at his peaceful features.

The alarm said it was three thirty three am. For some reason she couldn't remember last night it was as if she had been intoxicated although she knew she wasn't and she guessed she had just been extremely tired. She lifted her head and looks up at him and broke out into a Julia Roberts type smile. She lay her head back down on him and listens to his heart.

Yes, happiness had hit her like a train on a track and she could not only feel the horses but she could hear them and even see them. Her dog days were long gone and done with. It suddenly hit her as she pull the comforter up over them for warmth. She was loved, he was loved and that's when she felt the sting of fresh tears welling in her eyes, tears of happiness.

As she listens to Booth's heart beat she thought of a famous large heart. Secretariat was the most famous horse that there ever was and when his heart was measured after his necropsy. It showed that he was also the horse with the largest heart that a necropsy had ever been performed on.

A large heart was mandatory for racing as it pumped blood quickly through the body and oxygen was able to get to the lungs quickly. Secretariat ran every race with his whole heart, so did Booth. Yes, her dog days were done. She smiled through her tears at the sleeping figure she lay upon.

She wondered of Hayley, Belle, and the December star. She wondered back to the night she lay on Booth's bathroom floor her head in his lap. Strangely enough, she thought of what Jen's friend Melissa had said to her when she said that she looked as if she had her child young.

"Yes, nineteen and even though she was an accident she was the best thing that ever happened to me." Brennan now found herself understanding what Jen meant. Not only did she understand but felt what she had wrote and deleted years ago in a hospital room. How an accident, a "burden" could have wings that lift us to soar to new heights and show us the way.

She found herself wondering why Booth and she had done what they had to each other for so long? In turn denying each other the other and a love and contentment she had yearned for, for so long. She had finally found love, happiness and a dance as had Booth. A dance that shown in her eyes. She look at him and kiss his shoulder, he stir and she lay her head back down. Her heart as loud as his.

"Bones?" Sleep dripped from his tired tongue.

"Hhmm?" She didn't move.

"You're amazing." she roll her eyes at him and rest her chin on her hands resting on his chest.

"What's the best part of me Booth?" her voice was genuinely curious and serious all at once.

He sat up a bit looking into her eyes which look up into his. "You can't love someone just for a certain piece of them Bones, you have to love all of the pieces. I love all of your pieces Bones and if you can't love all of someone then they aren't right for you. You're my girl Bones." he was quiet a moment. "Though, if you could keep those girls around as well." he nods toward her chest. "It would make my heart much easier to hear."

She rolled her eyes at him sitting up toward him. As he run a hand through her messy hair, he couldn't help but love the feeling of his lips on hers anytime he wanted.

So, will Hayley spill to Angela tomorrow at the Jeffersonian? What else may happen? All reviews will be taken into consideration-I need a beta too. The bit at the end about Secretariats heart is true as well.

Not a coincidence Hayley's stuffed animal is a horse, a child shall lead them-and she gave them the December star that plays over again and again in the story.

As far as Brennan waking up in bed and not remembering what happened in the other room just bc she was tired and not intoxicated, it can happen. I can't drink bc I have seizures but I have deff done this as I'm sure others have.