(After The Sense in the Sacrifice - 09x05)

Since last night's episode (12x07) put us through an emotional wringer, I wanted to give you all something light to read today.

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Ever since Booth had asked Brennan to marry him and she'd agreed, Booth had felt an irresistible urge to kiss her whenever she was close to him. He couldn't help it. After she'd asked him to marry him and then Pelant had blackmailed him to back out of the wedding, he'd been as unhappy as he'd ever been. Brennan had been crushed when he'd backed out and he'd been terrified that she'd eventually just throw him out of the house. Now that Pelant was dead and Brennan knew why Booth had stopped their wedding plans, their wedding was back on and things were back to normal. Well normal for them.

First they'd kissed in the SUV, then while Brennan retrieved her kit from the back of the truck, they'd kissed again. After they'd repelled down the cliff to where the body was, Booth had straddled the really gross body and kissed her once more. That's when he knew he was getting carried away. He was at a crime scene, dangling from a cliff, talking about his wedding while the ripe aroma of the body wafted over them. Okay, Booth, come on. This is a crime scene. Show at least some respect.

Still, he was having a hard time curbing his need to touch and kiss his fiancé. His fiancé!

Brennan took it all in stride. She often took her cues from Booth when it came to social situations and if he thought it was okay to kiss at the crime scene then that was fine by her. It's not like she hadn't kissed him in the past at a crime scene. Sometimes it was just so hard to contain happiness and after the last few months of abject misery, Brennan was more than happy to let those solemn memories go and to embrace their future together.

After they'd done all they could with the remains, Brennan and Booth had been pulled back up the cliff and for that Booth was very grateful. The ropes and straps were starting to pinch important parts of his anatomy and he wanted out of the situation as quickly as possible. Even though he'd been a U.S Army Ranger and had repelled down more than one cliff and building, he still hated it. He never got the straps on completely right and some body bit always protested the abuse it was receiving.

Once they were topside, Booth unbuckled the straps around his hips and between his legs and groaned with relief. Amused with Booth's reaction, Brennan finished unbuckling her straps and stepped away from them, giving the FBI techs instructions on how to retrieve the body and the finger eating hawk.

Leaving the straps and ropes where they lay, Booth followed Brennan back to his SUV and after she replaced her kit into the back of the truck and closed the cargo door, Booth pressed her against the back of the truck and kissed her long and passionately. "I can't help it Bones. I'm happy and seeing you next to me, I just have to kiss you." And since they were hidden from view from the techs, Booth also took the opportunity to squeeze her buttocks more than once. "Mm, any chance we can go home before you go to the Lab? We can go home and make love and forget all about bodies and gross smells. I can also check and see if my boys are alright since they were a little uncomfortable having straps pressed against them."

Her laughter came freely and with great amusement. "Booth, I really need to go back to the Lab. I'm sure you're boys are alright. I promise that if you wait until tonight, I will more than make it up to you."

Disappointed, Booth kissed her once more and released her. "Well, it was worth a shot." As he walked back around to the driver's side of the SUV, Booth paused and watched as the techs winched the body over the top. Since the remains were now topside, he opened the door and entered the truck. "I'm pretty sure this is a murder."

"I know." Brennan was settled in the passenger seat and was waiting to leave. "Your gut has told you this, but I need more evidence. I'll let you know when I have confirmation."

After he started the truck, Booth paused before placing the truck in drive. "I want our wedding to be ours, Bones. This is going to be your day and my day, not Angela's or Cam's or Max's. Just plan it how you want it and that's more than good enough for me."

Her love for her man was stronger than ever and she was grateful that she had stayed with Booth when he'd pulled back from their original wedding plans. She had been heartbroken at the time and had felt that it was possible that Booth had fallen out of love with her. It had taken a lot of control on her part to stay with him and to wait and see what he was up to. When she had realized, with Aldo's help that something was going on and that it was possible that Booth was being manipulated, she'd vowed to give him all the time he needed to fix whatever the problem was.

She'd never hated anyone as much as she'd hated Pelant when she'd found out that he'd been the reason that Booth had behaved out of character. Now that the demented man was dead her life was moving forward again and nothing and no one would stop her from having the wedding she wanted to give Booth. This wedding wasn't for her, but for him and even though she was planning it, her plans were centered around Booth's belief system. She knew that he had given up all hope that he would ever get married and she had decided that he deserved to have that dream fulfilled. She loved him and she wanted him to be happy. She also knew that he wanted her to be happy and since their goals were the same, then all was well in her world.

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