Ok here is the next chapter, I want to thank you all for your reviews and ideas for this chapter I was going to make it a little better sort of fluffy, but I felt this was great, of course I've been through a lot in the last week, so it might be a little bad I'm not too sure. Please review and let me know what you all think and thank you for reviewing in the past. I loved hearing what you guys had to say
'Question: How does a person live life and give out their heart without it being broken?'
Tempe sat up and continued to stare at Booth, she couldn't believe what he had just said, he loved her. She sat there looking around frantically as she felt the walls closing in on her. It became hard to breathe and she couldn't find the oxygen her body needed.
"No, you don't." she said quickly. "You think you do, but you don't."
"Yes I know I do."
"No!" she yelled crawling off the couch and walking quickly to her bedroom, Booth behind her the whole time. "You can't love me, now you'll leave to, just like the rest of them, you're lying!"
"No, Temperance, I'm not lying." He said taking hold of her by the arms and making her face him. "I thought you'd understand."
"No, I don't want you to leave me." she cried wiggling free from his grasp and falling onto the bed behind her to cry.
"I'm not going to leave you." He said kneeling to face her.
"Yes you are! Everyone I've ever loved or who has ever loved me has left. No body ever stays." She sobbed getting up and walking to her closet to change.
"Where are you going?" he asked noticing her grabbing her clothes.
"Somewhere, anywhere."
Booth sat there watching her look for her car keys and grab her purse; he had already got his things together and was leaving as well.
"Booth, I'm sorry, but I can't loose you like I have the rest." She mumbled as they walked out and she locked her door.
Booth walked down the hall and left, knowing somewhere deep down, Temperance felt the same.
It was around 2:00 in the morning when a pounding sounded at Angela's door. She crawled out of bed and made her way to the sound, opening the door.
"Bren?" she asked confused at the sight in front of her. Tempe wet from the rain falling outside and her eyes all puffy as if she had been crying.
"Ange, I'm sorry to have woken you up, but I had no other place to go." She whispered embracing her best friend.
"Its fine, come on in." she said moving out of the way for her to enter. "What happened?"
"Booth." Tempe whispered, almost incoherently.
"What did he do?"
"He said he loved me."
"So what's wrong with that?"
"I can't have him love me; if he does he'll leave me, just like the rest of them." She began to cry and Angela held her close, trying to comfort her best friend.
"Sweetie, he's not like the rest of them, he's different."
"Ange, my own family left me. Who's to say he won't be any different?"
"no one, but he's proven more than enough times that he really does love you and that in your time of need he will be there for you." She tried to reassure her, let her know it was ok to let her heart out. "While you two were in that barn and you told me you broke down crying because you weren't Joy Kennon, who did you say held you close telling you he knew who you were?"
"Booth." She whispered.
"Who crawled out of a hospital bed, even though he had been in an explosion, just to hunt you down and save you from death?"
"Booth."
"And who flew to New Orleans when you had woken up covered in blood and missing a whole day from your life?"
"Booth, but Ange I don't see what that has to do with anything."
"Bren, sweetie, he loves you and if he was there for you then he'll always be there for you, no matter what. He's not leaving unless you push him away or he has to for reasons not even he can control."
"I know, but I don't want to hurt, if something happens to him, what will I do? I can't deal with another loss in my life."
"Things happen for a reason, if he leaves I can honestly say he'll be back, but if he doesn't, than I'll always be there for you. You can't spend your life thinking about what your going to loose, if you don't give yourself time to gain it."
"Thanks Ange, you mind if I spend the night here?" Tempe asked as her crying had subsided a bit and she had began to get the hiccups.
"Sure, I'll go and get you some pillows and stuff." Angela said getting off of the couch and went to retrieve some sheets.
When she returned she found the living room empty and Tempe gone. She began to look around curiously until she heard gagging noises coming from the restroom.
"Are you ok?" Angela asked as Tempe walked out.
"I'm fine, the doctor said it's normal." She said walking to the couch.
"Is that why you were upset? Because you think Booth said just because you're pregnant?"
"What? No! Ange I'm not pregnant, I have an ulcer."
"Oh, sorry." She said out loud then muttered, "I shouldn't have told Hodgins."
"Good night Ange."
"Night Bren."
The next morning Angela woke up to find the sheets folded on the couch and Tempe nowhere in sight. Entering the kitchen she found a note attached to the refrigerator.
'Ange-
Thanks again for being there for me last night. I left early because I have a lot to think about, I admit I'm still scared, but I think I'll be ok, in the end. See you at work in a few hours.
-Tempe.'
As she read the note, Angela smiled to herself and got ready for work.
Tempe sat in her car driving to work, she didn't know what was going to happen, but she knew Angela was right, about everything. She did love Booth and she needed to let him know, maybe, just maybe, her love for him could over take her fears of being hurt and maybe he could help her see she would be alright, she just hope she wouldn't regret it.
'And so I ask you again: How does a person live life and give out their heart without it being broken?
The answer: they don't, they just hope that someday they will find somebody who can take all the fear away and make life a little better.'
