A/N: Just wanted to thanks everyone for the reviews. I know this story is strange, I was planning on only making it a oneshot but I thouht that I should continue on writing. From the reviews I'm getting the feeling that I confused a couple of you. I promise to explain myself in the following chapters.

She knew what she had to do. She had to take Temperance's advice and talk to Booth. She didn't know why she was actually listening to a perfect stranger, she just knew that she had to do it. Whoever that woman had been, she knew that she had been right. She didn't know whether or not things between her and Booth would work out or not and she would never until she actually tried. The woman had opened her eyes and made her realize some stuff. She didn't know how that woman had managed that but then again it had been one hell of a weird conversation.

She knocked on Booth's door shortly after eight-thirty. As she waited for him to answer she thought back to Temperance and Ryan. They would be at the airport by now, she thought. She then wondered why she was thinking about them.

Booth answered his door a few seconds later and Bones could see that he was more than surprised to see her.

"Bones? What are you doing here?" he asked her, trying to conceal his surprise and his happiness to see her.

"Wanna go for a walk?"

They walked through the park. The sun was starting to set, most parents were taking their kids back to the comfort of their homes. That left a few teenagers here and there, sitting on swings or pic-nic tables, chilling, like they would say. Bones had been rather quiet and Booth was starting to wonder why she had asked him to go for a walk if she wasn't planning on saying anything. He looked furtively at her. She didn't seem to notice. In fact she looked rather lost in her thoughts.

"Bones, are you planning on talking or are we going to stay quiet the whole walk?"

Bones turned to her voice and felt herself blush.

"Sorry. I was just thinking."

"About?"

She looked like she was going to answer. She had actually taken a deep breath but at the last second she had decided to change the subject.

"Not here. Let's go somewhere else."

They walked some more. They actually left the park and walked through the streets of Booth's neighborhood. It was actually a pretty nice neighborhood, Brennan thought, as they walked. Maybe she should move here. She'd be closer to work, no doubt, and closer to... Booth.

They walked some more in silence. Booth took a look at his watch. They had been walking for twenty minutes and she still hadn't said anything. He usually loved her company but this was getting a tad boring. He was about to tell her so when she opened her mouth to talk.

"If I tell you something, will you promise not to say that I'm crazy?" Bones asked him.

"When have I ever said you were crazy?" Booth replied, a smirk plastered on his face.

He felt her punch him lightly on the arm.

"Seriously, Booth, I want you to promise me."

"I promise, Bones. Now will you please just tell me."

She took a deep breath.

"I met my twin today."

"What?"

He didn't really understand what she was saying. She had seen her twin? Since when did she have a twin? She had never told him that before. Then again maybe she hadn't known she had one.

"Except she wasn't my twin because she was much older than I was. She was like forty something."

"Bones, what the hell are you talking about?"

"It was like we had been leading parellel lives."

"How much have you drank tonight? Are you drunk? Or maybe high?"

Bones glared at him.

"I'm not any of those, Booth. You can even ask Sid. He saw her. She looked exactly like me, except she was older. We got to talking. She said her name was Temperance Brennan. At first I thought she was kidding but I soon realized that she wasn't. And get this! She's also a forensic anthropologist. She had been working on a case, here in Washington, for the local police. Did you know about this?"

"No. Why?"

"No reason. I just found it weird. I'm the head anthropologist in Washington, I would have heard about this case."

"Not necessarily. You said she worked with the local police. Maybe they had met her before and simply asked her to help. Maybe they tried to reach you but you were unavailable."

"Maybe."

She hadn't thought about that.

"What else did you two talk about?"

"She told me about her life, mostly. It was so weird. She had a brother named Russ who died as an infant, she was married to a man named Pete and her boyfriend was a cop. I'm telling you, Booth. This woman leads practically the exact same life as me."

"You have a boyfriend who's a cop?" Booth asked her.

For the second time this evening Bones felt herself blush. She looked away from Booth.

"No... I was talking about the other things."

Booth nodded and fought the urge to laugh.

"So is that all you two talked about? I'm gettingthe feelingthat you're not telling me everything."

Bones looked down at the sidewalk underneath her feet. She looked at the cracks in between the tiles and remembered that, as a kid, she had been dead scared of these cracks. She thought that if she stepped on them she would get sucked into the earth. She laughed at the thought.

"What's so funny?" he asked her.

"Oh nothing. I was just thinking about something I did as a child."

"What was it?"

She told him and Booth laughed.

"Wanna know a secret? I used to think the same thing." Booth then added.

"Can we go back to your place now?"

"Sure."

And they walked back to Booth's apartment, once again in silence.

TBC of course... if you guys want to. Sorry that this chapter is so weird. I lost the inspiration right in the middle of it. Doing crossovers is pretty difficult, I would have never thought.