I'm going on a mini vacation w/ my friend till friday so no post till then...but then they're will be a nice long one...promise :)) R/R please

Brennan collapsed on her bed, fighting the urge not to shut them and let sleep take over. She was tired, and logically she had every right to be. The day had been one for the books, not that she was exactly complaining.

After Chloe and Sam had ingested enough pancakes to make a large elephant hyper, they had literally bounced around the walls of the apartment, jumping and laughing and screaming making Brennan feel the strain to either get a bigger apartment or buy a house. She didn't admit it to herself, but she didn't want to be in a house by herself.

They had begged she and Booth to "play" with them. Brennan knew very well what that meant. It meant that they had an allotted amount of time to find some activity to engage the twins in, or else they would explode. They were like little ticking bombs of destructive energy.

Brennan had wracked her brain trying to think of something to do with them. She didn't want Booth to think she was a bad parent. She hated being nervous around him, but it felt like their relationship was just starting again, like everything was new. Which it was. She wasn't used to having someone in her life that was there. That cared.

She had been saved by Booth when he had the idea to take them to a giant playground which he had always taken Parker to when he was little. Brennan had agreed reluctantly, knowing that a playground wouldn't occupy them for longer then an hour.

Booth had delivered though, because when they arrived at the playground, it turned out to be more of a play world. Giant and wooden, with swings, climbing ropes, ladders, slides, tire swings, and tunnels galore, it was enough to occupy a whole tribe of 3 year olds.

They had stayed for hours, watching as Chloe, Sam, and Parker played happily on the huge structure. Booth had draped his arm around her when they sat down on the bench, pulling her close to him in a way that she knew in the back of her head was alpha-male protectiveness, but in the less logical side of her mind made her feel like the luckiest women in DC.

A wave of nostalgia had washed over her, remembering the times when she and Booth would watch Parker play. When he had left, she had never thought they would be back like this. Never the less watching their own children play, it seemed like something from a parallel universe.

Chloe and Sam had been satisfied with she and Booth just watching for about a half and hour, but soon they had dragged off the bench, explaining that they weren't getting any exercise, and they wanted them to play with them.

Brennan and Booth had chased them up and down the structure, until Brennan felt like she was going to pass out. Chloe and Sam had been satisfied with she and Booth swinging on the swings while they played, just as long as they were doing something.

Brennan ran a hand through her hair, smiling as she kicked off her shoes, thinking about the swings. Booth had pushed her, and then stopped her midway, so her feet were dangling just above the ground. She loved how he had leaned in, kissing her until she couldn't breathe.

The afternoon had been perfect. She didn't feel like she deserved it thought. Like she was living with some dark cloud over her head, just waiting to pour down on her. It was a weird feeling to be with Booth again. Weird in the sense that people who left almost never came back. She had grown accustomed to that.

She didn't know how to react when they did. Was she supposed to just pretend like it never happened? Did she tell Booth how confused she was feeling? Was she supposed to move on? She didn't know how to handle the unusual emotions swirling around in her head, but she knew that she didn't want to loose Booth again.

She sighed, dragging herself off the bed as she discarded her sweatshirt in favor of not sweating to death. For April, it was surprisingly hot, and she desperately wanted to sit on her fire escape letting the cooler air tickle her skin and wish Booth there so he could wrap his arms around her and kiss her as the moon rose above them, and then he'd carry her into her bedroom laying her down on the bed and….

"Mommy! Awen't you going to tell us a storwy?" Back to reality. She smirked to herself, as she walked across the apartment, trying to abandon the unclean thoughts that had clouded her mind.

They weren't going to happen anyways, as Booth had taken Parker back to New York to spend the week with his mom, and he probably wouldn't be back until late.

That's what I get for fantasizing.

She walked into their bedroom, where Chloe and Sam were both sitting on their beds, careful anticipation bubbling on their small faces.

"Of course I'm going to tell you a story, but you have to get in bed."

They frowned, but begrudgingly wiggled underneath the sheets. "But I don't want to go to bed mommy."

Brennan ruffled Sam's hair, much to his annoyance as he squirmed away from her. "Too bad babe, tomorrows a school day."

Sam frowned, pulling the sheets all the way up to his chin. Obviously they weren't feeling the heat. "Oh."

Chloe peeked her eyes out from in front of the covers, pleading in her huge brown eyes.

"I don't wanna goes to school mommy."

Brennan looked at her daughter trying to reason with her. They had been through this many times before. "Chlo, you have to go to school."

Chloe pouted in frustration, crossing her small arms across her chest in a gesture that reminded Brennan very much of herself.

"But I wanna stay home and play wif you and Boof!"

Sam piped up in excitement. "Me too!"

"I have to go to work tomorrow, you know that. And so does Booth, we work together."

Their eyes widened. "You work with Boof!?"

Brennan sighed, thankful that the topic had changed and three year olds had such a short attention span.

She smiled, the memories of their partnership were good ones. "Of course, we're partners."

"Pawrtners?"

She nodded, the curiosity on their faces was obvious. "It means that we help each other at work."

They nodded, and then Chloe leaned over and whispered something in Sam's ear and making him laugh.

"Mommy, we think Boof has a cwush on you."

She laughed, as the studied her trying to gauge her reaction. They could almost read people as well as Booth, and they were only 3. It sort of scared her. And she was sort of jealous.

"Oh do you?"

Chloe nodded matter a factly. "Yes. Why don't you marry him?"

Brennan coughed, and laughed. The logic of a three year old was impossible to understand. She wasn't going to marry Booth. Not now. She didn't believe in marriage.

Would I get married for Booth? Am I ready for that?

"Maybe."

That was satisfying enough for them. Chloe nodded in approval. "Ok mommy. Now tell us our stowry."

Sam nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah mommy."

"Ok, ok. You guys were the ones distracting me."

"Sowy mommy." They buried their head guiltily into their blankets, and Brennan reached over, pulling the covers down.

"That's ok. Before the story there's something I have to tell you."

They yawned simultaneously. Maybe twins really are connected. "Ok mommy."

She watched as they leaned their heads against the pillows, and she knew she only had a few minutes until they were completely passed out.

"It's about your dad."

A muffled "ok" was heard from underneath the pillows. "Well, your dad was away on a trip for a while. He had to do something important, but he really didn't want to leave you. And I know that we've been spending a lot of time with Boof."

"I like Boof."

"I know you do, and the reason you like him so much. Its because, Booth is….I mean this is hard to say….he's…he's your dad."

Silence. Maybe they were too stunned. She didn't expect them to understand. Realizing she had been concentrated on the sheets, she looked up to see them snoring softly.

She laughed. They hadn't heard anything. It was sort of a relief. She wasn't sure that she was ready to tell them that yet. Running a hand through her hair, she laughed again. It wasn't really funny, but more ironic.

"That didn't really go as planned did it?"

She jumped, turning around to see Booth leaning against the door frame, smirking in that sexy way that drove her absolutely crazy.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough. Them falling asleep, was that what your strategy was? Cause I've heard subliminal messages during sleep can be very effective."

She glared at him, walking past him closing the door to the twins bedroom, she tried to resist his charms, especially since he had been eavesdropping annoyingly on her.

"How did you get in here?"

He grabbed her arm, spinning her around to face him. "You're not gonna even say hello?"

She looked into his eyes, as his fingers grazed her chin lightly, pulling her lips to his without a word between them. She loved that about him. It was the only thing he was blunt about. Kissing her.

She pulled back breathless, and smiling. "Hi."

Grinning, he leaned her against the door, letting a hand rest easily on her waist. "I wasn't in the special forces for nothing. Breaking into your apartment was easy."

She smiled. "That's good to know. I'm never alone."

"Don't put it that way Bones. That makes me sound like a stalker."

She nodded. "Your behavior exhibits some of the signs of beginning of obsession. Continuous calls, following without acknowledgement, breaking into my apartment."

He pointed a finger at her shaking his head. "One, you actually broke into my apartment last week, and two those signs could also be called a relationship my most peoples standards.

"That is what stalkers believe they're doing. Having a relationship with their victims. "

He leaned in closer, so their faces were almost touching. She smiled, enjoying his closeness. "I am not stalking you."

She ducked underneath him "Good." She smiled as he followed her across the apartment.

"Bones, where are you going?"

"I want to sit on the fire escape."

Booth frowned, but followed her never the less. "That's a bit random, but I'll go with it."

She stopped at the window at the far end of her apartment, bending down to force it open. Booth quickly helped her, and made sure to keep a tight hold on her arm while she climbed out into the night.

"Careful Bones."

She glared at him, but didn't push him away. She wasn't exactly welcoming to falling 6 stories.

Brennan settled herself on the fire escape, the cool iron comforting against her warm skin. The view of DC was amazing. The little lights twinkled as if they were miles away. She loved that about her apartment. It just felt like she was away from everything.

Booth climbed out next to her, wrapping his arms firmly around her, and pulling her close to him.

"Whoa…it's pretty high up here."

She smiled as he absentmindedly ran his knuckles up and down her bare arm.

"I know, I love it up here. I come here to think, because it's just so…far away."

"You never told me that before."

"I know. I never take anyone out here. It's my place."

He smiled, taking the opportunity to tease her a little bit. "I thought you didn't think objects or places had any value."

She shook her head. "I don't, but I don't know….being out here just calms me down."

He kissed the top of her head softly, watching the moon rise above the city. They were silent for a while, immersed in their thoughts.

"Booth what are we doing?"

"Sitting on a fire escape?"

She elbowed him playfully in the ribs. "No I mean, this. Us. Are we in a relationship?"

"Do you want to be Bones?"

He could see her eyes glistening deep in thought in the darkness. "Stop answering my questions with questions."

"I thought we were."

She thought for a second, tracing the iron bars of the fire escape with her fingers.

"Me too."

She could see Booth smiling widely in her peripheral vision. She thought about Chloe's comment.

"Do you want to get married?"

He flinched. "What?"

"Do. You. Want. To. Get. Married?" She said the words slowly.

"I'm not stupid Bones, I know what you said."

"I mean not now, but do you expect me to?"

"I expect you to be yourself. And if getting married isn't what you want, then we don't have to. I want you. Not someone you pretend to be. I love you, and a piece of paper isn't going to change that."

She swallowed. The only words she had heard were "I love you". He loved her. Still? After everything? It seemed highly irrational.

She looked down. "Booth…I think…I know it's highly irrational, but I think I love you too."

Booth smiled, tilting her chin up to face him, and bringing her lips to his. Bones had always had an incredibly hard time telling people she loved them. She'd mumbled it a couple times to him, but never straight to his face. He couldn't help but grin.

"As long as it works logically."

She nodded, loving him even more for not pushing the subject. She leaned up, letting his lips catch her in a fiercer kiss then the one before. Booth, let his hand's roam under her shirt, tracing her hip bones with his fingers. He pressed her back down against the iron grating of the fire escape, pulling himself on top of her as the kisses got more and more heated.

She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck, as his body hovered centimeters above hers as their lips remained locked in heavy embrace.

"Don't push me over the edge Booth. It's a long ways down."

He smiled before kissing her again. "You're safe."

I like it when my fantasies come true.

Cuteness...I couldnt resist :))