AN: Holy fuck Brennanite47, I bow to you fluff master. I was in hell when it came to ideas. But then she helped me out. WOO so now we have this. Out of character, probably.

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It was Friday when Brennan was able to see Booth again, they had wrapped up their last case fairly quickly and where working on the worst part of the cases for the rest of the week...paperwork.

But on Friday afternoon, Booth strode into the Jeffersonian and made his way into Brennan's office, pulling her from her chair unexpectedly and kissing her gently "Hey," he whispered.

"Hey," she replied with a smile "What brings you my way?"

"I wanted to know if you would come somewhere with me tonight," Booth asked.

"Where is somewhere?" Brennan asked.

"It's a surprise," Booth said with a sly smile.

"Oh...kay," Brennan agreed "Do I have to dress up?"

"Nah," Booth said "Jeans are fine, and highly recommended."

"Alright," Brennan said with a nod, resting her hands over his, which rested on her hips "So when am I being whisked away to this unknown location?"

"Mmm, how about 8-ish?" Booth asked.

"No problem, I get off at 7," she said with a smile.

"Alright, I'll meet you at your apartment around 8," Booth said "But I have to get back to finish the rest of this god damn paperwork," he said ruefully, leaning forward to kiss her gently "I love you."

"Love you too," Brennan said softly, smiling gently as he turned and walked towards the doors, turning slightly to wave good bye.

*****

Brennan leaned her chin on her knuckles as she watched the blur of trees pass her window quickly. It was 8:30 at this time, and she still didn't know where she was being taken. When she saw the signs that alerted drivers that they were leaving the city limits of Washington D.C and entering the unincorporated limits that surrounded the city, she tried to ask where they were going, but Booth wouldn't offer any information. He would just say 'It's a secret' or 'You'll see when we get there.'

So after a good half an hour of poking and prodding for information, she gave up and allowed him to drive her where he had in mind.

Of course while they were bickering, Brennan hadn't noticed which state they had driven into, but she was sure he would tell her eventually.

"Booth can I at least ask which state we are in?" Brennan asked.

"Nope," Booth answered, turning his suburban onto a gravel road that was almost completely hidden by the mass of trees on each side of the roads.

Brennan watched as the trees passed her vision a lot slower now as the large SUV lumbered up the gravel road. 'Where the hell are we?' she asked herself.

The suburban turned and the engine was cut short in a small square shaped bed of gravel, littered with trash and surrounded in trees.

"You aren't bringing me out here to kill me are you?" Brennan asked apathetically, still remaining in the same position she was while the car was moving.

"Of course not," Booth said, opening the door and stepping out of the car, walking around Brennan's side and opening her door "Just come with me."

"Booth where the hell are we?" Brennan asked again, reaching over and unbuckling her seat belt before she took his hand and slid out of the car.

"Nowhere Bones, we're nowhere," Booth said, lacing her fingers with his and tugging on her hand "But just follow me."

"Booth," she whined.

"Just wait Bones," he said quietly, pulling her through a small path between the towering trees, the only sounds around them being their own feet crunching the twigs and leaves under them and the slight rustle of a squirrel or a mouse.

Brennan sighed and allowed him to lead her forward, noticing the slight pull in her calves, concluding they were walking up hill, but before she could pester him again she saw a break in the trees.

Booth pulled the leaves up and stepped to the side, leading her onto the grassy cliff ledge that looked over the tops of the valley trees.

A gasp escaped Brennan's throat as she looked to the sky. A large orange disc was lowering behind the trees, making the whole valley an off shade of gold, and casting the sky into the splatter of oranges, yellows, pinks, purples, whites and blues.

Brennan remembered when Angela told her to watch the sunset with someone she cared about. She told her that it would be even more beautiful than if you watched it with yourself, and now Brennan knew what she meant. But it still troubled her that she didn't know his reasoning for bringing her to this cliff ledge.

"Booth-"she began to say quietly but Booth shook his head, leading her over to the tumbled rocks near the ascend of the cliff. He pulled himself onto one of the rocks and sat on its smooth top, pulling Brennan up next to him and placing their intertwined hands on his leg, covering the back of her hand with his free hand.

"I come up here a lot," he started plainly "But I've always been up here alone. I've never brought anyone else up here, except you."

Brennan tilted her head, leaning forward on her elbows as she watched him. She could tell something was troubling him by the way he was breathing slowly and how he kept his eyes locked on their hands.

"I always thought it was beautiful up here, it sobers you up you know?" he asked, glancing at her quickly to catch her nod.

"It makes me realize what life is like for me, for us. Bones our jobs aren't easy. We work in very dangerous situations, and truthfully we're lucky to be here. We've been beaten, kidnapped, blown up, cut, shot, all of it, it's a surprise that we both are still alive. And you know, we might not be for very much longer," Booth said.

"Booth, you're scaring me," Brennan said quietly.

"I'm sorry," Booth whispered, squeezing her hand "I don't mean too, but this is all has relevance, trust me."

Brennan nodded and inched closer to him, fear still bubbling in her chest as he continued "Bones, we've both just escaped the clutches of death. When you got captured by the grave digger, and when you got taken by Kenton, I thought I was going to lose you forever, and it scared me. I thought that I was going to lose you before I got to tell you how I really felt about you."

"But that was years ago Booth, why did you wait so long after that?" Brennan asked quietly.

"Think about it Bones, back in 2005, if I told you I loved you, what do you think you would have done?" Booth asked.

"Ran…" Brennan said almost inaudibly.

Booth nodded "I knew you would, which was why I didn't tell you. But the thing is Bones, if you don't show people that you care, they might never know." he said, sliding off the rock and pulling her in front of him.

"I know you don't need a paper to prove your commitment, and I don't either Temperance, but as a way of saying that I love you, and that I wouldn't, no couldn't live my life without you," he finished, sinking down on his knee "Will you marry me?"

Brennan looked down at him with a slackened jaw and wide eyes, which she closed quickly and took a deep breath. He decided to speak his mind, so now it was her turn.

"You know, I was always classified as just a scientist and an author, nothing more. My life was surrounded by my work, my life was my work, and I was perfectly happy with that. But then you had to come in and turn that all upside down," she said with a soft laugh "Preaching about making love, and that theirs that one person for everyone, that you're meant to spend the rest of your life with, and reassuring me that I'll find someone to lose myself in. I never really believed you until it finally happened. And truly you've made me more human Booth. I understand concepts I never understood before. But…you know…you were right about making love, and falling in love…so why would you be wrong this time?" she asked, smiling as she watched his face light up.

"So does that-"he began.

"Yes," she interrupted "Yes I will marry you."

Booth laughed excitedly and stood up quickly, lifting Brennan into the air and twirling her around quickly, stopping and setting her on the ground before wrapping his hands around her neck and kissing her passionately.

When the passionate kiss turned into gentle, small kisses Brennan whispered "I want humanity in my life Booth. I want to be more than just a scientist. And I've never felt more human, than when I'm with you. I love you Booth."

"I love you Bones," Booth whispered back, crushing his lips to hers again passionately before pulling back and placing his finger gently on her lips "I have to make it official," he said, his hand digging into his pocket.

Brennan watched as his fisted hand came out of his pocket and he flicked his fingers, a beautiful ring flashing into her view.

The ring itself was silver, curving into an intricate floral design and twisting into golden holds for three gems. The middle gem was a large diamond, well polished and beautifully cut, accented with two light blue topaz gems to each side of the diamond, the exact color of the eyes of the woman staring at it.

"Booth it's beautiful," she said quietly, looking into his dark eyes as his palm rested under her hand and pulled it up, slipping the ring on the appropriate finger on her left hand, wrapping his fingers under hers and pulling her hand to his lips.

"This looks antique," Brennan marveled, moving her finger to glimpse at the gems in the darkening light.

"It is," Booth said, pulling her to sit beside him on the rock again, "It was my grandmothers'"

"Really?" Brennan asked, looking up to him to make sure he was ok talking about his passed grandmother.

"Yeah," he said with a smile "That woman taught me everything. But the one thing that she was most serious about was love. I remember the day that I got that ring like it happened 2 minutes ago."

"Tell me about it," Brennan said, throwing her legs over his and resting her head on his shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around her and held her to his chest, kissing her forehead gently before he said "Well, my grandmother died of congenital heart failure, she had heart muscle abnormalities and her heart failed on her twice before she was able to get a transplant. It was fine for about a month, but then her body started rejecting her heart, so instead of getting another heart, she just simply said 'Don't waste a dead man's heart on a girl like me. This is a sign from God that he wants me to come home'."

"I'm sorry Booth," Brennan whispered, tilting her head up to look at him.

"Don't be sorry," Booth assured "I miss the old woman but she's in a better place."

Brennan nodded, keeping the science to herself and respecting Booth's beliefs instead of overloading him with facts.

"But my grandpa came and got me out of the house for a while, so I could get away from my dad and try and heal up, and to bring me to see my grandma before she died. I walked into the old, dark hospital room and the first thing that she said was 'When are you ever going to get a haircut?'" he said with a chuckle.

"Back then I had long, floppy hair that looked awesome then but always hung in my eyes, and there was nothing more that my grandmother hated, then seeing people with their hair in their eyes," Booth said with a humored grin "But I just shook it off and sat next to her. I asked her how she was and she smiled and said 'I'm great Seeley', even though her voice was raspy and her breathing was constricted."

"She was strong," Brennan said "It must run in the family, you Booth's are very tedious about showing your vulnerable side."

"That we are," Booth said proudly "But after a while she looked at me and said 'It's almost time'. I nodded and looked down to my feet, trying to keep myself from crying, and decided that I might as well get another good word out of the woman before she left, so I looked up and asked 'Do you have any advice before you leave?'. She nodded, smiled and whispered 'God created love for a reason Seeley. So that his children can be eternally happy, forever. Some people don't get to have that gift, but I was lucky enough too, and you will to, as long as you get your hair cut.'"

Brennan laughed softly and shook her head "I want some of these younger pictures of you."

"Never," Booth said deviously before continuing "But after some laughing, she raised her hand and shakily reached over, pulling two rings off her left hand and pulling them into the fist of her right hand, before bringing her hand over mine and dropping them into my palm. She laid back and took in a deep breath that I knew hurt her but she continued on and said 'I advice you, don't jump into marriage Seeley. You will know it, the second that you meet that person, that you are meant to spend the rest of your life with them. But if you jump into marriage, you'll miss them entirely. Promise me Seeley. Promise me you'll wait until God brings that special person to you. Promise me.'"

"And what did you say?" Brennan asked quietly, placing her hand on his chest reassuringly.

"I looked up at her and said 'I will Mamma. I will'," Booth whispered, resting his head against hers and bringing his hand up to his chest to cover her delicate hand.

"But she could tell that I was sad, so she put on a goofy smile and pointed to the engagement ring and asked if I knew its origin. Of course I didn't but then she just chuckled and rolled her head back and said 'Your grandfather got that for me. You see those blue gems there?' I nodded and she said that they were called blue topaz, and that my grandfather knew it was the perfect ring for her because the second he saw the topaz he thought of her eyes," Booth said "And then she said 'Who knows, maybe the lucky girl who gets this slipped on her finger will have eyes like mine'. And she was right."

"So my eyes remind you of your grandmothers?" Brennan asked.

"Nah," Booth said "Your eyes are unique. Sometimes they're light blue, sometimes they're an almost transparent grey, and other times they are light jade green. My grandmother's eyes never did that. Your eyes represent you completely, unpredictable, unique, beautiful," he finished in a hushed tone.

"And what was your grandmother? A predictable, bland, ugly hag?" Brennan asked in a sarcastic tone.

"No, she was slightly predictable, but she was crazy. She loved to have a good time and was very protective. She always came up with fun ideas, and truthfully she was beautiful. Even into her older years she still had her long soft black hair," Booth said.

"She sounds like a wonderful person. I wish I could have met her," Brennan said.

"I can tell she would have loved you. She wasn't like my father and mother, she accepts that there are other religions out there, and she accepts that some people don't believe in God. She was always one for mind games too. She would always come up to me and ask me logical riddles," Booth said ruefully. "Really stupid riddles too."

"Do you remember any of them?" Brennan asked.

"Yeah there was one and it was like, a man pulled a woman's ring and dropped it. How did it save her life?"

"She was parachuting," Brennan said.

"Damnit! How did you know that?" Booth asked.

"I said before that I find intelligence soothing, I do lots of logic puzzles in my spare time," Brennan said with a smile.

"Give me one, let me see if I've gotten smarter," Booth said.

"What is broken every time it is spoken?" Brennan asked.

"Silence," Booth said in a husky voice.

"Very good," Brennan said with a smile "Want another?"

"Yeah," Booth said excitedly.

"Ok. A Man has twelve toothpicks, he takes one away and has nine, how is that possible?" Brennan asked.

Booth hummed and thought, looking out of the trees as he contemplated the scenario "His 11 toothpicks were arranged to spell the word 'nine'," he said.

"Very good," Brennan said.

"See, I'm smart," Booth said.

"You just had to prove yourself, I acknowledge that now," Brennan said, snuggling closer into his chest as she tried to get rid of the chill that passed through her.

"Are you cold?" Booth asked.

"A little," Brennan said, snuggling closer to him when his arms tightened around her shoulders and waist.

"Maybe we should head back home. I can always bring you up here again when I'm more prepared," Booth said.

"Prepared?" Brennan asked.

"You know the whole picnic, blankets, prepared," Booth said, pushing himself off the rock and helping her to the ground.

Brennan nodded and allowed him to help her down, her eyes drooping as she stumbled into his arms "Are you tired?" he asked.

Brennan nodded "Yeah," she said "But I don't mind being a little late tomorrow."

Booth chuckled and nodded, kissing her gently and scooping her into his arms "You won't regret this tomorrow will you?" he asked as she glanced down at the ring on her finger again.

Brennan looked up to him and kissed him eagerly "Of course not," she whispered.

Me: Hey Booth!

Booth: What?

Me: Can I sing you something?

Booth: Uh...sure?

Me: This is my song to you...IF YOU WERE GAY! I'D SHOUT HOORAY! AND HERE I'D STAY, BUT I WOULDN'T GET IN YOUR WAY! YOU CAN COUNT ON ME, TO ALWAYS BE, BESIDE YOU EVERYDAY, TO TELL YOU IT'S OK, YOU WERE JUST BORN THAT WAY, AND AS THEY SAY, IT'S IN YOUR DNA! YOU'RE GAY!

Booth: I'M NOT GAY!

Me: I know I just like making you uncomfortable. Hehehe