Tempe sat in her office after arriving back from lunch with her brother. She sat there trying to work on something, but couldn't, she found herself staring at her computer and thinking about Booth. Her friend and partner, he had called her a 'cold hearted robot'. Was it true? Was she really unfeeling?

Her straight answer was no……and yes. Maybe now she wasn't able to show emotion, but that's only because she refused to open her heart, to let things get to her things like sadness, love, hurt and…well there was a time when she wasn't this way. A time when she was like them, able to give all and receive in the same, but that was about 15 years ago, and time, like her, had changed.

Tempe finally gave up on trying to convince herself on the 'no' part and found herself thinking about how she was unfeeling. She avoided growing close or getting a certain connection with each dead body that came in; of course with her job it was better that way. Then again it would never hurt to show some emotion?

'Yes it would.' She told herself, 'you gave your love to your mom, dad and brother. They left you with out a good bye, doesn't that say something? Everyone you grow to love leaves. If family can do it, anyone can.'

She then thought of why her parents had left, because they loved her and wanted to keep her safe, that was understandable, but her brother. Even though she had pushed him away he hadn't even made an attempt to stay with her and work things out, he just gave her up.

But then he had called every year on her birthday and she pushed him away. He wanted to be apart of her life, but she said straight out 'No', that is until three weeks ago. Sitting there Tempe began think, Booth was right, she had been through pain before, but she could at least pretend to show concern, it wouldn't hurt to fake it. At that moment she was pulled out of her thoughts by Booth entering her office.

"Hello, Bones." He said sitting in the chair across from her desk.

"Hi." She stated simply acting like she was busy at work and not at thought.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry, about what I said earlier I had no right. I know you've been through a lot and well I wasn't thinking and I was being an ass." He said looking to her.

'Booth.' She thought, he had always been there for her, he had went through her parents files figured out everything for her, helped her with her mothers case, everything. He wasn't only her partner he was her friend, and it was because of people like Booth she chose to keep her heart locked up.

He was kind, caring and with his job more likely to leave you with an everlasting impression, but damn him he had somehow always managed to make her feel better about everything.

"You weren't an ass Booth; you just weren't concentrating on what you were saying. Its fine you had truth in what you said, but like you just said I've been through a lot and well my job helps me escape my emotions." She said, and then froze up near the end, another thing about Booth was he always managed to get things out of her when he wanted to, like all real friends; Angela had that same problem.

"I know, but still I'm sorry." He said making her wonder if he'd heard her say the last part.

"It's alright." She said then turned to him, smiling. "Booth I want to thank you again for helping out with my mom's case and bringing Russ and I a little closer.

"Bones, it was nothing, you're my friend and I like to see you happy." He said then got up from the chair to leave. "hey, Bones, you going to Wong Foo's tonight for a little after work relaxation?" he asked and got a slight nod from her. "Great see you tonight."

It was 7:30 that evening, when Angela approached Tempe as she worked on another bone fragment.

"Ready to go sweetie?" she asked coming up behind her.

"Go where?" she asked never once pulling her eyes away from the project at hand.

"To Wong Foo's, we're all getting ready to leave and Booth said you were coming."

"I am, just go ahead without me, I'll be there in a few minutes." Tempe said looking towards the monitor Zach had left on with a picture of the bone before it had been separated from the patella. Even though they knew what the girl had been through Tempe still felt she was over looking something.

"You better come, if your not there in an hour I'm sending Booth to come and get you." Angela said and left the museum.

Everyone sat around a table at Wong Foo's later that night and they all talked and drank beer; however Angela felt something, or better yet someone, was missing. She scanned the bar and realized her friend had never shown up.

"Booth." She muttered into the FBI agent's ear next to her. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Sure, what is it?" he asked looking at her confused.

"Can you go back to the museum and drag Tempe out of her office and down here please?" she whispered back and got a laugh from Booth.

"Sure, I'll go right now." He said and got up from his chair and headed to the car.

20 minutes later, Booth arrived at the museum and entered the lab to find it empty. The bones of Heather Morgan lay on the table untouched and the monitor had been turned off, the lights had been dimmed and everything was still.

Worried Booth looked for temperance and was directed to her office by soft cries of a female. He came up to her closed door and listened in, whoever was in there was crying about something and he knew it was his friend. He slowly opened the door and saw his friend with her head on the desk and soft cries coming from her.

"Bones? Why are you crying?" he asked.


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