Okay, here you go! I combined the last two chapters into one, since they were both short!

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Okay, now, on to the fluff, as promised!

As soon as his lips touched hers, she forgot everything she wanted to say, every argument she had prepared. She felt his hands on her, stroking her back, pulling her towards him. She let go, and lost herself in his kiss, his touch.

Booth fought for control. He couldn't get carried away, or they would end up right back where they started. As much as he wanted to go on kissing her, he knew that first he had to get through to her, to make her understand. He pulled away slowly, already missing the feel of her body against his.

Brennan slowly opened her eyes. "Booth?" He was looking at her, an expression on his face she couldn't identify. She suddenly realized what she was doing. She couldn't let this happen, she had to make him understand. "I'm sorry." She tried to slip past him. "I can't do this."

Booth reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to him. "Temperance, wait." He took her hands in his, and looked into her eyes. "Do you really think we can forget all this, how we feel about each other? I know I can't. I don't want to."

She pulled her hands from his. "We have to. I have to. I can't be what you want. You want marraige, children. I don't. It's best if we don't start anything. It can't lead anywhere." She looked into his eyes, begging him to understand. "I can't change who I am..."

"I never asked you to change. I don't want you to." He reached for her, but she pulled away. "I fell in love with the person you are. The stubborn, independant, rational woman, who is also beautiful, smart, and strong. And one of the most generous people I've ever met. You give, and you never ask for anything in return. You're worried about my happiness, but not about your own." He reached for her again, and this time she didn't pull away. "You don't seem to understand. Being with you is what makes me happy. I don't need anything else."

"Booth..."

He stopped her words with a kiss. "What do I need to do, to say, to make you believe that I love you. I love everything about you. That I want to be with you." He kissed her again. "That nothing else matters."

With each word, each kiss, Brennan felt herself falling more and more under his spell. He was right. She couldn't fight how she felt. She wanted to be with him, to have him hold her and tell her that everything was okay. She wanted to tell him that she loved him, but she didn't know how.

Booth wasn't sure what she was thinking, what her silence meant. "Temperance?" He searched her face for any hint of what was going through her mind.

She looked up at him. "Are you finished?"

There was something in her eyes. "That depends."

A slow smile spread across her face. "Because if you're done talking, I..." Her words cut off suddenly. "Booth?" She stared in horror at the blood on his shirt.

"What?" He was so focused on her, he wasn't aware of any pain.

"You're bleeding! Sit down!" She practically pushed him down onto the sofa. "You probably ripped out your stitches!"

"Bones, I'm fine..."

She pulled up his shirt, to see the blood staining his bandage. "Take off your shirt. I'll be right back." She started to walk away, still lecturing him. "If you move, I'll take you back to that hospital myself!" She disappeared into the bathroom.

Booth swore to himself as he pulled his shirt over his head. What had she been about to say? Maybe he had finally gotten through to her. The smile that she had given him had made his pulse race.

Brennan came hurrying out of the bathroom, with a towel and some bandages. "I knew you shouldn't have come. I should have known you wouldn't stay at home and rest like you were supposed to." She sat down beside him. "I should have told them to keep you at the hospital." She gently pulled off his bandages, using the towel to clean the wound. "Well, you didn't pull out your stitches, but you really did aggrevate this. Don't you ever listen?"

"Bones, I told you I was fine." Booth was enjoying the feeling of her hands on him.

"You're not fine, Booth. You have to rest, you can't be running around." She continued replacing the bandage. "You should be in bed." As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she knew that was the wrong thing to say. She looked up into his face, as a smile that could only be described as seductive spread across his face.

"Gee, Bones..."

"Don't even say it!" A flush spread across her cheeks, and she turned her attention back to his wound.

Booth smiled at her embarrasment. Bones embarrassed was a rare occurence.

Brennan finished replacing the bandage. She was suddenly aware of the feel of his skin underneath her fingers. Her hands lingered on his chest.

Booth's breath caught at her touch. Time seemed to stand still, as her reached down and covered her hands with his. "Temperance.."

"I'm afraid." Her voice was barely more than a whisper. "Everything is going to change, it already has, really, and I..."

"Change doesn't have to be a bad thing, Temperance." His hand reached out to caress her cheek. "It.."

"I don't want it to change!" She pulled away from him, and stood up. "You are the one thing in my life I can count on, the one person that I trust. You comfort me, and make me strong. You understand me the way no one else does, not even Angela." Tears sprang to her eyes. "If we do this, if we give in to our feelings, and this fails, we can't go back. And I don't want to lose you." Her voice broke. "I can't lose you."

Booth reached for her hand, and pulled her back down beside him. "I know it's a risk, Temperance. Everything worthwhile in life is. But we won't lose. I know we won't."

"You can't know that, Booth."

"Yes I can."

"How?"

"Beginners luck, remember?" He was rewarded with a small smile.

She didn't resist as he pulled her into his arms. "We'll make it work. I promise." She looked up and saw the truth in his eyes. "And Temperance, I'll always be here for you, no matter what happens.

She believed him, but she was still afraid. For fifteen years she had kept herself apart, while she lived her own life, without taking chances. It was a lonely life, but it was the life she had chosen. She realized now that she was ready to choose a new life, a life with him. She was strong enough now. She never thought she could have any other life, but he had made her believe. She had faith in him. She reached up and pulled his face down to hers. "I love you, Booth." Their lips met, and the last of her fears were swept away.

The end.

Thanks everyone, for going along for the ride! I'll probably post my next fic tomorrow, 'The Promise'. You should check it out, a little angst and lots of fluff!