Here is the final istallment of this story. it's a little shorter than the other chapters but it came to a natural conclusion. Thank you for all the reviews, I appreciate the feedback and knowing that you like my stories. With the help of my muses, there should be more new stuff to come. Enjoy this pure fluff concluding chapter my fellow Bones enthusiasts.
After a long hot shower and changing into fresh clean clothes, Brennan goes with Angela to the Jeffersonian. Her friend told her she should stay at home and get some rest but Brennan doesn't want to rest. If she rests she'll think about Booth and what happened between them. Or rather what didn't happen. They were so close to that first kiss. The moment when they would show each other how they feel. A moment that would forever be imprinted on their minds. But that moment was stolen and Brennan is scared she won't get it back. That's something she doesn't want to think about right now.
Throwing herself into her work, Brennan fights the urge to call Booth and talk to him. He needs to spend time with his son and, always over thinking things, Brennan is concerned she will come across as clingy and needy if she calls him. She wants to maintain the image of herself as the strong independent woman and if that means not calling him then that's what she has to do.
Angela watches her friend throughout the day. She can see the worry on Brennan's face and she feels for her. Booth may have admitted he feels the same way but she knows Brennan is worrying that he'll change his mind. Angela has seen their relationship developing for months and she could see their feelings growing day by day. When Booth fist came on the scene he and Brennan argued like cat and dog. She fought against him and now Angela knows why. Brennan knew she could fall for him and she was afraid of doing that. But in the months that followed something happened and Brennan began opening up to the charming FBI agent. Angela has watched as Brennan stopped asking him to not call her Bones. As she let him open doors, carry equipment and most interestingly of all, touch her. A hand on the shoulder her, a touch on the arm, a palm on her lower back. Angela could see where it was leading and knowing that just last night they admitted it to each other, she can only feel happy for her friend. I just hope this is the beginning, not the end she thinks.
After a full day of analysing bone fragments, monitoring Zach and his latest project, lunching with Angela and meeting with Dr Goodman about funding, Brennan arrives home. The large clock on her wall tells her it's just after seven. After changing into black velour sweats and a black vest, she flops down on the couch and flicks on her television. She never intended on getting another television after hers broke but something about Booth's reaction to her not having one made her feel like to be a part of normal society she needed one. She doesn't watch it much but an hour here or there keeps her in touch with 'reality' and she's even learning a few references to throw back at Booth. Brennan's heavy tired eyes drift closed as a news bulletin relates the day's events and some human interest story on cats.
A sharp knocking at her door wakes Brennan from her slumber. She sits up on the couch and rubs her eyes. There is another knock at the door as Brennan heaves herself to her feet. Stumbling across the room she reaches the door and peers through the spy hole. A smile crosses her face when she sees a grinning Seely Booth on the other side of the door. He's here. Brennan smoothes down her hair before pulling back the chain. She steps back and opens the door to allow Booth to step into her apartment.
"Hey." He greets her softly. She can see the exhaustion in his eyes. He's probably been awake all day.
"Hi." She replies. "How's Parker?" she asks.
"Good. He's being kept in overnight but the Doctor thinks he can go home tomorrow." Booth explains.
"That's good. I'm glad." Brennan turns and heads for the couch, a nervous feeling coming over her. She twists her hands nervously as she picks a spot to sit on. She isn't sure how she and Booth can get back to where they were last night. As she sinks down into the fabric of the couch she feels Booth staring at her as he joins her. She lifts her head and meets his eyes.
"What?" she asks with a little laugh in her voice. He doesn't answer her, instead continuing to stare at her intensely. "Booth, you're making me uncomfortable." She says, tearing her eyes away from his.
"I'm sorry Bones, I can't help it." He smiles and reaches out for her with his hand. "You're just so amazing." He whispers. Brennan's heart lurches as she gets the confirmation she needed that Booth isn't going to turn away from his feelings, from her feelings. His hand reaches for her cheek and cups it softly, his thumb once again stroking over her skin, sending shivers all over her body. Then he abruptly stands up and moves over to the wall startling Brennan. Grinning cheekily, he pulls the phone cord out the wall.
"I don't want any interruptions." He tells her.
Moments later Booth is back with Brennan on her couch, their bodies almost touching but not quite.
"Booth…" he silences her with a finger over her lips.
"Bones, I think you and I have done enough talking." He whispers as he leans in towards her. Stopping just millimetres from her soft full lips he pauses, teasing her with his breath. Then with one hand holding the back of her head he pulls her to him and captures her lips with his. Brennan melts into him, her arms circling around his neck to keep him close as he deepens their first kiss. Breaking apart, Booth's lips move to her neck and he plants several soft gently kisses on her skin before pulling back. The look he sees in her eyes is everything he ever wanted to see. She looks happy. And Brennan is happy. For the first time in a long time she feels like she's won. Like she's got something she deserves.