(After the Change in the Game)

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Booth wanted Brennan to be as comfortable as possible at his place when she stayed there. He knew that she craved orderliness and she had a system when it came to where her possessions resided. He didn't consider himself a slob, but he wasn't even close to her level of neatness.

"Bones, I emptied these two drawers for you." Booth opened the empty drawers in his dresser to show her. "They just had some fatigues and stuff like that. I put them in the dresser in Parker's room."

Not sure she wanted to intrude into his personal space, Brennan stepped over to the dresser and closed the drawers. "Booth, I can place my clothes and things in Parker's room. You don't have to give up your dresser space for me."

He opened one of the drawers again and tried to encourage her. "No don't do that. We're living with each other now. I'm going to keep stuff at your place and you're going to keep stuff here. I want to share my dresser with you." Booth snapped his fingers. "Oh hey, we can get another dresser and place it in here for you. There's room. I know this great antique store and they sell solid furniture at really reasonable prices. I've bought lots of stuff from there and it's all good stuff, not like the flimsy crap they try to sell you now a days."

Hesitating, Brennan stared at the opened drawer and glanced at Booth again. "If you're sure. I don't want to force you to change for me."

Surprised with her statement, Booth moved around the dresser and placed his arms around her. "I have changed for you and you've changed for me, Bones. It's already done. We aren't the people we were when we first met. Hell we aren't the people we were just a year ago. Not all change is bad you know." Booth stared into her crystal blue eyes and smiled. "You and me have been through a lot, a hell of a lot, but we got through it, but to do that we had to change. You get that don't you?"

His soft brown eyes were a comfort to her and she knew he was right no matter how much she wanted to deny it. "Yes, I'm not impervious anymore and you . . . you're happy . . . You are happy aren't you? I don't want to assume anything since . . ."

Not willing to let her finish the sentence, Booth kissed her. "I'm so happy I don't know how to keep it all inside sometimes." Kissing her once more, he held her in his arms and felt her relax. "This is all new . . . you and me, we're going to make mistakes and we're going to fight and bicker and it might even get really loud around here, but you know what?"

Her arms around his chest, Brennan listened to Booth's heartbeat. It was a very comforting sound. "No what?"

"It won't matter because you and me are friends no matter what happens, so we can work out our problems. We've known each other for six years and we've learned how to forgive and move on. You're going to do something to drive me nuts and I'm going to do things that will drive you around the bend, but and this important, it won't matter because we've been through so much crap we know that arguments and bickering aren't going to destroy our relationship. It hasn't in the past, so it can't in the future."

She had to agree he had a point. "Yes, you're right." She stepped out of his embrace and smiled at him. "I guess I'm just nervous. I haven't lived with anyone since I lived with Peter and we both know how that turned out."

Try as he might, he couldn't stop from rolling his eyes. "Peter . . . that guy was a freakin loser. You told me he was such a control freak that you had to toss his ass out of your apartment. Come on, this isn't going to end up like what happened with Peter. He wanted you to change a lot and you said he was always trying to diagnose you with some psychobabble bullshit. I don't want you to change. I love you just as you are . . . no ifs ands or buts about it . . . okay?"

His words were so sincere and she wanted to believe him. "Do you really think we'll have loud arguments?"

Booth laughed. "Of course we will. We have in the past. Why would that stop now? We're really independent people and we're not really used to giving in. It's who we are."

"And you're alright with that?" Brennan wanted to make sure.

Stepping around Brennan, Booth picked up the suitcase sitting in the bedroom doorway and carried it over to the bed. Once there, he placed it on the mattress, opened it and stared at the contents. "I won't be when we're arguing, but I'll get over it and so will you."

She loved the honesty of his answer. "Alright." Removing the panties from the suitcase, she placed them in the left side of the dresser drawer. "I don't think we need to get a second dresser. Two drawers will sufficient for me . . . Do I get closet space too?"

Booth walked over to the closet and opened it to display about three feet of empty closet. "Sure. I put my coats, jackets and sports stuff in Parker's bedroom. You can too. He's in England now and when he comes for visits, he'll only need a couple of drawers for his clothes. I mailed the clothes he left behind to Rebecca. He's growing so fast it would just be a waste to keep them here. He's going to be tall I think."

She heard the wistfulness in his voice and she knew Booth missed his son so much. "He will be here for the summer won't he?"

Booth sat down on the bed next to the suitcase and sighed. "I don't know. I want him to, but Rebecca says they just moved over there and she doesn't want to disrupt Parker's new routine. She's having him tutored and getting him ready for the new school he's going to attend . . . I don't get a say in it I guess."

Furious that Rebecca was so cavalier about Booth's feelings, she sat down next to him and looped her arm around his arm. "I will never separate you from our child Booth. You will always be a part of our child's life no matter what happens to our relationship."

Grateful for her kind words, Booth patted her hand. "Thanks Bones . . . thank you, but you and me, we're together now and you are stuck with me from here on out."

"You're welcome." Brennan knew he was a very good father and she was confident he would love their baby as much as he did Parker. "You're stuck with me too, Booth. I'm not going anywhere."

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