Wow! You all are awesome! Here's just another short chapter, not much going on...would I lie to you?

What had he meant? Brennan was confused. When she had caught up with him, he hadn't brought it up again. He had told her about his day with Parker, his plans with him the next weekend. She hadn't really talked, just listened, which was definately not like her. She had a lot on her mind.

They had ended up at the diner, pretty much having the place to themselves, except for a woman and her son sitting at the next table.

If you trust me, I can show you what I mean. The words kept running over and over again through her mind. Show her what? Did he mean what she thought he meant? Her feelings for Booth had become complicated these past few months. She wasn't sure what she felt, just that she felt closer to him than ever. Should she bring it up, ask him what he meant? Maybe...

"Bones? Hello? Earth to Bones!"

Brennan shook away her thoughts. "What?"

"Our food's here. What's with you, anyway? You were a million miles away."
Booth looked at her, trying to hide a smile. He had really thrown her, with what he had said earlier. That was good. He wanted to keep her off balance, to get her thinking. He knew how he felt about her, his feelings were more than just partners, more than friends even, and he knew she was feeling the same thing. He didn't want to ruin what they had, their friendship, their respect for one another. But he also knew that he couldn't hide it much longer. Every time he was around her, it was harder and harder not to tell her. He had to tell her soon, had to take a chance.

The waitress had served their food. Brennan leaned over to take a french fry from Booth's plate. He slapped her hand away. "Why do you always steal my fries?"

Brennan smiled. "Because I can!"

"It's not polite, Bones. Get your own!"

"I do have my own. This is more fun!" She stole another one.

"You're being childish!" Booth was trying hard not to laugh.

"I'm being childish? What about you?"

"What do you mean, 'what about me'?"

"You always seem to get your way, just like a child." She was really enjoying the astonished look on his face.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Booth had a feeling he was walking right into a trap.

Brennan leaned over to him. "Why don't you ever let me drive?"

"What?! I... That's different!"

Brennan sat back. "How is that different?! You never let me drive! You always get your way." "Just. Like. A. Child." She crossed her arms over her chest, and gave him a smug smile.

Booth looked indignant. "I'm not a child. I just...the man should always drive, that's all."

"Oh please! That is such a chauvenistic, alpha male response!"

"Look, just forget it, Bones, okay? I will always drive. End of discussion."

"And I will always steal your fries!" She reached over to steal another one.

Booth grabbed her hand to stop her, just like he had done hundreds of times before. But this time...

The moment their hands touched, time seemed to stop. Their eyes locked. Brennan's heart skipped a beat, and a shiver ran down her spine. The emotions she saw in his eyes were mirrored in her own.
Booth was shocked by the feelings he felt. He wanted to pull her to him, hold her, kiss her. His breath caught.
"Temperance, I..."

At that moment, the door burst open and a man ran in, a gun in his hand. Brennan looked up. Booth started to turn towards the door. The night outside was filled with sirens.

"Nobody move!"

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Booth reaching for his gun while pushing Brennan to the floor, the woman at the next table screaming, clutching her son. The gunman firing, glass breaking. The blood. A voice chanting no, no, over and over again. When the gunfire stopped, she realized the voice was her own.

Told you! Pretty boring chapter, right?! Let me know what you think!