Here is round 4. Let me know what you think. I believe that this one might be slightly less cute than the others, but I wrote this after a 9 hour day at work, so forgive me. haha

Enjoy!

Another week had gone by and Temperance Brennan was becoming antsy, extremely quickly. It seemed as though, by telling her that he loved her, it opened up the floodgates of her emotions. When she was with him she was exceedingly happy; almost blissful, and when she wasn't with him, she couldn't stop thinking about him. Even examining remains couldn't stop her mind from leading its way back to thoughts of Booth.

Angela had quickly caught on to the Anthropologist's euphoria and finally received the confirmation of the blossoming relationship that she had been predicting for the past three and a half years.

"Tell me everything!" she squealed, rushing over to the couch in Brennan's office and making herself comfortable for the impending girl talk.

Brennan rolled her eyes and made her way, slightly begrudgingly to the seat beside her, "It's really…" she said shaking her head, "It's the most amazing thing I have ever been a part of, Ange. I'm extremely fortunate for it."

Angela squealed again causing Brennan to laugh, "I just knew it! How did this all come about?"

"Well, it's kind of a long story. Basically he told me that he needed advice about his relationship with Anna."

Angela rolled her eyes at the mention of the other woman's name, "He asked you for advice on another relationship?"

"It's not what you think. He had said that he wasn't in love with her and I told him that she was probably the perfect woman for him."

"… and?" Angela said, not understanding the relevance.

"He said that she wasn't perfect for him because…" she closed her eyes and shook her head, the words of that night replaying in her mind.

"Because why?" Angela asked, sounding slightly irritated.

"Because she wasn't me."

Angela's jaw dropped and her eyes became wide and tear stricken, "That is the sweetest thing I think I have ever heard."

Brennan laughed at her best friend's reaction and then continued, "After that, I went up to my apartment and there were twelve bouquets of daffodils waiting for me. Each bouquet had a note that was in cipher and I had to decode them to figure out the message."

"What did it say?" Angela asked, flabbergasted.

Brennan held up a finger and rose from the couch making her way to her bag and pulling out the piece of paper with the deciphered note from that night. She handed it to Angela and stood over her shoulder, rereading the note as well.

"Sweetie! He's a keeper!" she said, her voice lowering in attempts to convey her seriousness.

Brennan smiled and straightened up, "In retaliation, I sent a five foot pie to the FBI building."

Angela laughed, "That is brilliant, but sweetie, retaliation? You're in a relationship, not a battle."

Brennan took the note back from Angela and folded it and placing it back in her bag, "Love is a battle field, Angela."

Angela laughed at the reference and stood up from the couch, "Did miss empirical scientist just admit to being in love?"

Brennan blushed and looked away from her, "It was a pop culture reference, I thought you would be proud."

"Pop culture from the mid eighties, sweetie." Angela laughed, "You get an A for effort. So, did you write a note?"

"A note?" Brennan questioned.

"Yes, in the pie."

Brennan looked Angela in the eyes and bit down on her lower lip mumbling out a small and meek, "Yes."

"Well…"

"It said: The difference between you and this pie is that a sugar high lasts for only a few hours, but the high I get when I'm with you is permanent."

Angela tilted her head and studied her friend with a look that could only be described as adoration, "That is really sweet, Bren."

Brennan blushed again and looked away.

Just then, Hodgins popped into Brennan's office, "Hey Doctor McB. You have a package."

Brennan nodded and turned to walk away, but before she could, her best friend pulled her back for a hug before saying, "I'm so happy for you, sweetie. Seriously, you deserve to be happy."

"Thanks Ange. I just hope it works out in our favor."

"It will. If there is such a thing as destiny, it walks with you and Booth."

Brennan raised an eyebrow, questioning her statement, but shook it off and went to receive her package.

She walked out of her office and rounded the corner towards the platform when she saw a large rectangular box in the middle of the floor. On the top it had an invoice with her name on it. Hodgins and Zach were already standing next to the box wondering what could possibly be held inside.

Normally when they received a box like this, inside it held human remains, and the only time they ever received them was when Brennan was solving a case with Booth in another state. Obviously, Brennan was not out of state.

Brennan looked up at the men and nodded to them, insinuating that she would need help opening it up. They each grabbed a side of the box and lifted the top off revealing its contents inside.

"Oh my God, is that what I think it is?" Angela said staring down at the skeleton inside the box.

Brennan laughed and looked at her, "Actually, no. These bones are made of acrylic." She said leaning over the skeleton, "This is a teaching skeleton, anatomically correct."

The skeleton was holding a note and a daffodil, which she immediately picked up and turned away from the group to read.

"Without you, I am a shapeless mass. I cannot stand or sit, I cannot run or walk, I cannot move or breath. You are my bones and I cannot live without you."

Brennan began giggling at the note which caught the attention of Hodgins, Zach and Angela. Angela, picking up on the situation moved toward Brennan and peered over her shoulder. Brennan moved the note so that her friend could read it better.

Angela inhaled sharply and looked at her friend, "Sweetie!" she squealed.

Brennan smiled, possibly wider than she had ever in her entire life, "You need to help me think of something, Ange. I don't know if I can top this."

Angela nodded and placed a hand on her shoulder, "We'll think of something perfect."

Brennan brought the daffodil to her nose and inhaled it's scent. She was enjoying this game immensely.