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"…to the one person who makes it all fit together"

Dr Temperance Brennan finally let her gaze return to the crowded room full of people in front of her, soaking up their warm applause. For the briefest moment she enjoyed the adulation, letting the invocation of acceptance wash over her; before her mind could kick in and her self-conscious discomfort returned. Almost forgetting her award she made her way down off the podium, her concentration on only one thing, on one person.

Her legs strode involuntarily forward, but she had no desire to stop them. This was no time to be rational. Closing in upon her table she felt a heat radiate from them, a heat that she used to categorize as academic respect, but a heat that she now saw was pride and love. He had allowed her to see that. She had thought it possible before she met him, hadn't dared to hope it was possible.

David had stood up and now began to move to her. He was still beaming from the things she had said, the things she had said about him. In truth he had somewhat doubted her feelings towards him, and glancing around at her friends at that moment their faces would have confirmed it; but he knew deep down that she had meant him, that she had difficulty voicing her emotions, and besides who else could it be?

David barely registered on the periphery of Temperance's vision as she brushed past him, past him she strode, reaching into the embrace of Special Agent Seeley Booth. Their eyes had hardly left each others from the moment he entered the room, as they reached down into each others depths for the first time, seeing what had only be hidden before. His strong arms pulled her close as she looped hers around his neck, gently burrowing her head into his chest. All the colours and sounds that surrounded them faded out as they stood clinging desperately onto each other. Temperance thought back to that clock, she felt like that little second hand, experiencing vertigo as she stood outside of time, on the apex of time. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and jumped.

It took a moment for David to realise what was going on, but as soon as he saw Special Agent Booth his deepest fears were confirmed. Normally he was a rational, passive person but he had found himself in deeper than ever before this time. He started towards them. However, Angela was one step ahead of him; silently alerting the boys. Jack was the first to react, inconspicuously sticking his foot out sending David sprawling across the floor.

She eventually lifted her head out of his chest and tilted her head up towards his, mirroring her movement he bowed his head so their foreheads were touching. All she could manage was a whisper.

"What are you doing here?"

"You know, I'm not sure…I was looking for the bathroom and I got a little lost…" he teased.

"No, seriously…where's Parker?" the smile that had been glued to her face since she had seen him had now faded into a look of concern.

"Parker's fine…I found him a babysitter…"

Pulling back from him slightly she didn't let him finish, "But you get so little time with him as it is, I don't understand what you're doing here"

"Geez Bones, do you want me to go?"

"No, but…I don't know what this means"

"Look, I know I don't get to see Parker all that often…but how often do I get to see you win a National Book Award…" noticing the smirk that had appeared on her face, "okay, lets not let a little success go to our heads Bones…what I'm trying to say is that before I would have dropped anything and anybody to see Parker, he was the one thing, the only thing I had in my life…but now I have two things"

His smile only grew as realised that the confusion that clouded her features had yet to dissipate.

"You're the other one whether you like it or not…and besides, when have I ever let you down?"

She felt her whole body melt in his arms, she had never felt like this before, never thought that she could feel like this, words failed her "Booth…I…I…"

"I know," letting her know he understood with his gaze before sliding his hand off her waist onto her shoulder and in the same movement spinning her around, never once breaking eye contact, "now, I believe we have some celebrating to do, and some people that might miss you…and you know what I've missed that brother of yours"

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