A/N: First off, thank you to everyone who's voted so far. To everyone who's about to vote (yes, that includes you... yes, you reading this right now...) please vote for your top 5 in order of preference or else there might be a tie. My brain just can't handle that kind of thing right now. For details of which to vote for, check the A/N at the end of the previous chapter. Also, my broadband connection is shot to pieces (I'm uploading this from my lovely brother's house) so I can't guarantee when the next chapter will be up. Hopefully by Friday but no promises kiddies, sorry. I'm now going to go and count down the minutes till the next episode (Stephen Fry as a psychologist, genius!!) so give this a quick looky-loo and let me know what you think. Thanks for reading!

Doctor Camille Saroyan marched through the lab with her nose buried in a file in an attempt to look busy. The last thing she wanted was to speak to anybody, not the way she was feeling right now.

I know I did the right thing. How could I ever really be happy if he's not happy being with me? It's so obvious that I'm not the one he wants. I don't think I ever was.

She couldn't help but look through the glass wall of Brennan's office and was surprised to see just how upset her star forensic anthropologist looked. Frozen in the middle of the lab, Cam wasn't sure what to do.

Maybe if I tell her that Booth and I aren't together anymore… Then what? Maybe they'll get together, maybe they'll live happily ever after like in some corny fairytale. Is that what I really want to see though? I mean, it's one thing to let him go and walk away but it's another thing to see him settling down with her.

Sighing heavily, Cam turned away from the office and started walking towards her autopsy lab. After a few steps though, the guilt began to settle in. Rolling her eyes, she turned on her heel and marched back the way she had come.

Swallowing her pride, she knocked on Brennan's door and strolled inside. Temperance glanced up from the file she obviously hadn't been reading. Before she had a chance to say anything, Cam perched on the edge of her desk and folded her arms across her chest.

"You still not talking to him?"

Brennan frowned at her boss.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."

Cam rolled her eyes.

"Doctor Brennan, you know full well who I'm talking about."

Brennan sighed heavily.

"Look Cam, I know he's your boyfriend but I really don't think -"

She didn't give her a chance to finish.

"Actually, we've broken up."

Brennan looked incredibly awkward as she practically squirmed in her seat.

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that."

Cam waved a hand through her hair, feigning nonchalance.

"Don't be. I… I wasn't the one he wanted. You know that."

Brennan couldn't look her boss in the eye and Cam tried to pretend the whole situation wasn't getting to her. Practically jumping to her feet, she looked down at the anthropologist with a sad smile.

"Doctor Brennan, if you'll let me give you some advice, stop being so analytical about everything and especially don't analyse love. It's not logical, it's not rational. It's not meant to be. Just go with what feels right. And I don't think you could ever look me in the eye and say being around Booth doesn't feel right to you."

Brennan just stared at her as Cam went to the door, planning on never mentioning the whole thing ever again.

Sometimes doing the right thing doesn't always feel so good…

"Camille?"

She froze in the doorway, surprised at the vulnerability in the anthropologist's voice. Turning slowly, she arched an eyebrow at her as Brennan got to her feet.

"Thank you."

Cam didn't know what to say as the two women stared at each other.

They'd never been close, they'd never even really been friends, but right then they realised that they understood each other more than anyone else did. They knew what each other's hearts wanted.

They both wanted Seeley Booth. They both needed him more than they'd like to admit.

Cam swallowed hard and nodded slowly.

"You're welcome."

She smiled, watching as Brennan grabbed her jacket from the back of the chair.

"Where are you going?"

Brennan smiled back as she passed her on the way out of her office.

"I'm taking your advice, Cam. I'm going to see Booth."

Cam watched her go with a smile.

I genuinely hope things work out for those two. But I can't watch it happen.

Not yet. It still hurts.

oo00oo

Booth sat in Cullen's office with his back ram-rod straight, his palms sweaty against his knees and his heart pounding in his ears.

He watched as Cullen paced up and down behind his desk, a frown furrowing his brow. The nerves in Booth's stomach had become tangled in to an enormous ball as he waited for the decision about his potential reassignment.

Eventually, Cullen turned to face his best federal agent and settled in his chair.

"I've got to say, Booth, I'm surprised."

Seeley frowned, not understanding where his boss was going.

"Sir?"

Cullen just shrugged as he stared down the agent.

"I have to admit that despite your history with Doctor Saroyan, I always thought that you were going to end up with your partner. I mean, Doctor Brennan can be infuriating at times but you two seemed to have something special going on."

Booth didn't know what to say, feeling decidedly uncomfortable that his boss was talking to him about his love life.

"Look, Agent Booth, all I'm saying is that you should have seen this coming. The job we do, it pushes people together but it also tears them apart. If you're going to risk everything for a woman, you just better make sure it's someone worthwhile."

He sighed heavily as he leaned forward across the desk.

"Right now, I'm the only one standing between you and reassignment. And we're talking you getting shipped out to the middle of Alaska here. But what with Nathaniel Rouse's reappearance and the current caseload, I've managed to convince the Director to let you stay."

Booth couldn't help but sigh in relief.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you."

Cullen pointed a finger at him, his eyes narrowing as he spoke.

"Don't get me wrong here, Booth, you're on your last chance. You put a single foot wrong…"

"I understand, sir. Thank you again."

"Thank me by putting that psycho ex-mentor of yours behind bars. Now get the hell out of my office."

Booth practically sprinted through the bull pen, feeling the relief surging through his veins. Marching in to his own office, he settled behind his desk and reached for the phone.

I need to make things right with Bones. But how can I admit how I really feel about her? If I do, I'll get kicked out and probably never see her again.

Maybe it's better to suffer in silence with her by my side, than being honest and suffering alone.

oo00oo

Brennan parked her convertible in the FBI parking structure, trying to decide just what to say to her partner. She felt uncomfortable but couldn't really explain why.

Maybe it's just because I'm going to have to be honest about how I really feel and risk losing him. Everyone else I've cared about has walked out on me. Why wouldn't he?

Eventually, Brennan swallowed her pride and clambered out of the car. Arming the alarm system, the bleeps echoing through the deserted parking lot hid the footsteps running up behind her.

Suddenly, a hand was covering her mouth. Out of pure instinct, she jabbed her right elbow backwards, attempting to get her attacker in his solar plexus and wind him enough to break free.

But the man jerked to the left, anticipating her move, so she grabbed his wrist in an attempt to wrench his hand away from her mouth. Before she could really try, she felt the cold metal of a gun barrel against her temple.

Frozen to the spot, Brennan heard the familiar voice in her ear.

"Don't struggle, Temperance, I don't want to hurt you. Well, not too much."

oo00oo

Booth sat in his office staring at the file on Angela's break in. The words swimming in front of his eyes, he dropped his head in to his hands.

This is ridiculous. I'm being a complete idiot. Now that I know that I'm staying, there's no reason that I can't just go back to being partners with Bones, go back to the way things were before. Nothing's really changed.

He sighed heavily as he ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

But things have changed. I'm not with Cam anymore because she could see the one thing I was too scared to admit, the fact that I'm in love with partner. I think I have been since the moment we met. Even though she drove me up the wall, I think even then I loved her.

But I guess I just have to try and make it work. I have to try and make it right.

His mind made up, he grabbed the handset and dialled the number for his partner's office. The phone rang and rang, far longer than she would ever usually leave it.

Eventually, someone picked up though they'd obviously run to get the phone. The panting at the other end made it hard for Booth to recognise the voice.

"Bones?"

There was a pause before the familiar voice answered.

"Uh, no Booth. It's Cam."

Seeley squirmed in his seat, feeling incredibly awkward having to talk to his ex.

"Oh, right. Uh, is Bones around?"

"You mean she's not with you?"

Booth frowned down the phone.

"Why would she be here?"

"Well, Doctor Brennan left for your office about 45 minutes ago."

Booth felt his stomach lurch as he dropped the handset, his worst fears swarming his mind.

Nate…

A/N: Dun dun derrrrrrr...!!!! Hee hee, anyway I hope to get the next chapter up by friday. Find out what happened to Bones about then. Thanks for reading!