Jack taps on Brennan's door lightly, she lifts her eyes form the computer screen in front of her and gives him a tired sigh. Sitting down in front of her he casts a concerned glance over her face. "Are you ok Dr Brennan?" She nods and smiles gently waiting for his findings. He clears his throat knowing that the moment of personal concern has passed and she is back in full business mode. "The compost that we found, I found traces of Peacock Flower… It's a rare flower that is only found grown in South Africa. I did a bit of research and found a gardening centre that specializes in exotic flowers, in fact it's the only centre that sells the flower in this state… It would take a lot of work to keep a flower like that alive in this kind of environment, so I would say that it would take an experienced gardener."

Brennan smiles at him gratefully, he slides a folder onto her desk and flicking it open she sees a picture of the flower in question. "Thanks Jack." She closes the file and Jack gets up to leave.

"You sure you're ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

He nods and exits the office.

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Booth holds his cell to his ear as he climbs into the SUV, he buckles up and starts the engine. "Bones, where have you been, I've been trying to call you for the past hour?...Ok, it doesn't matter…I have just been to the gardening centre, in the past 2 years there have been 43 orders for Peacock Flower seeds, I got the guy to give me a list of those who ordered and how often they had placed orders with the centre. If the guy is an experienced gardener then it's more likely that they will have placed continuous orders rather than a one off order…. 4 of the customers live within a 8 mile radius of our museum. I'm on my way over to pick you up right now………. What do you mean you can't come?" He runs his hand over the steering wheel. "Can't that wait?...Fine, whatever."

He throws the phone down onto the passenger seat and lets out a long sigh. He doesn't know why she is being so difficult with him lately. He is starting to think that it may be more than the case, in the last couple of days they have made progress, they were so close to identifying the body of the woman under the museum, and yet she seemed to be distancing herself more form him. He didn't want to believe that the breakup with David had affected her this deeply, but whatever it was he was going to find out, and he was going to do it tonight. He pulls out of the parking lot with a determined expression.

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Brennan stares at the phone in front of her, she is lost in thought and misses Angela walking into the room. "Bren? You ok?" Her head snaps up and she forces a smile at her best friend.

"Yeah of course, it looks as though this case has finally started to pick up. Booth has gone to interrogate some potential suspects."

Angela flops onto the sofa and props her feet up on the coffee table in front of her "Don't you normally go along for that? I mean it's usually you and Booth out in the field at this point."

Brennan pretends to look at the pc screen in front of her and nods. "Usually, this time we are trying something a little different, he doesn't really need me out there. He usually tells me that I say the wrong things.. I have some things that I can check out from here."

Angela gets up and closes the office door, she comes to stand in front of her friend and takes her hand. "You're scared aren't you? You've been thinking about what I said and you are scared." Brennan looks up and her expression confirms all that Angela needs to know. Brennan's eyes are wide and confused, a mist passes over them. "Look, it's after five, how about you and I go grab some food and drinks and have a chat? It's time to get this all out into the open before you think yourself to death. If you talk to someone about it then it might seem easier to deal with." Brennan wants to protest but something inside her seems to have been broken down and she nods wearily. Angela gives her hand a squeeze and lets go, getting up and switching off the pc monitor Brennan follows her friend out of the office. "So sweetie, pizza or Chinese?"

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4 hours later

Booth sits outside of Brennan's apartment building waiting for her to return home. He's been to the Jeffersonian and she had left work, on time for that matter. He's called her cell numerous times only to be directed to her voicemail, he knows that he has to get this sorted out tonight before their partnership deteriorates any further. Sighing he looks up at her apartment windows one more time before turning his attention back to the notes that he had taken from the interviews today.

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Angela slides back into the booth next to Brennan and takes a long drink of her Long Vodka. Brennan is fiddling with her drink, Angela takes her hand and places it on the table. "Okay Bren, it's time to talk. You ready to come to terms with whatever it is that you feel for our favourite FBI agent yet?"

Brennan looks at Angela and then back at her hand on the table. "I don't know Ange. I don't seem to know much these days. One minute I want to shoot him and the next… I just don't know. You're right, he is attractive, I can understand why any woman would be attracted to him physically, and so I understand what it is that I am attracted to.. But…" She stares at her hand, her forehead knitted in a frown.

"What is it sweetie?"

Brennan looks up at her, Angela's face falls as she notes the unshed tears in her friend's eyes. "I don't know what this is that I am feeling, it's irrational… I never thought about it until you spoke to me yesterday, I was angry at you for being so presumptuous… Then when I thought about his date…"

She shrugs and Angela smiles "You got super jealous?" Angela rubs Brennan's arm "She had nothing on you sweetie, I knew it and so did Booth. So you admit that you are in love with him?"

Brennan looks at her and lets out a deep sigh "I don't know what it is… I've never been in love, enamoured, yes… in lust, yes… you were right, I can't categorise what I am feeling, and I don't know how I would be able to find out what this is. It's no use Angela, I need to just work past this. I've been dealing with difficult situations my whole life, I can deal with this." Angela slumps back in the booth and takes a long drink from her glass.

"Bren sweetie, there is only one way to find out for sure how you feel… You need to kiss the sweet bejesus out of that man. You'll know… He'll know… Then it's just up to you to let him in. Everyone needs to fall in love once in a lifetime Tempe. You can't keep running from commitment, not everyone is going to leave you… Least of all him, give him a chance to show you."

Brennan picks up her glass and takes a long drink, she smiles slowly at Angela making her smile back in turn "That's my girl!...Now crisis out of the way…Shots?" Brennan groans and Angela lifts her hand to summon over a waitress with a triumphant smile plastered across her features.