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Chapter 5 Friday Afternoon

You Say it Best

They were laying in each others arms on the couch quietly listening to music. The comfort in skin touching skin was to reassuring to change. She had been surprised to find his music taste included New Age. She had found some scented candles, which she lit. The room was filled with the smell of vanilla and lavender.

"Booth, you don't really seem like the New Age music and scented candle type. Where did these come from?" She saw him blush and thought it was delightful. "Do you keep them on hand for all the girls you bring here to seduce?"

Placing his hand on his chest he said in an injured voice. "Bones, I'm hurt. How can you say such a thing? You know I haven't had a girl here, except you, for a very long time. Until now you and I have never made love so I have not seduced anyone either."

Dragging her nail lightly down his cheek to his lips she said "So why did you get them, tell."

After pulling her finger into his mouth and sucking it, causing her to drag in a deep breath and shudder, he said "now I guess I have no secrets from you, no shame. I bought the music right after I was blown up at your place. I noticed the type of music you listened to and went out and got some for myself. When I listen to this I feel closer to you. I would imagine us sitting like this listening together." Cupping one breast in his hand and rubbing his finger tip over it he added, "I must say I like the reality much better than the dream."

"And the candles?"

"They remind me of the smell of your perfume and hair. Haven't you noticed I always take deep breaths when you walk by? I can never get enough of the smell of you. When sleep was to far away, I would light the candles. The scent would remind me of you I could relax and sleep. Some nights it was the only peace I had."

She smiled up to him and kissed his cheek. "Booth, I have a confession too. I steal your FBI t-shits and dress shirts. I sleep in them for weeks until they loose your scent. I have a favorite FBI t-shirt I have kept for comfort, when I am lonely, when I am scared, when I miss you. When the other shirts loose your smell I switch them with a new one. I guess we both have been keeping a few secretes?"

"Babe, you'll never have to steal them again, you can have all you want."

The look on his face melted her heart. She had seen that look, or many other forms of it before. She had seen him give some of those looks to Parker just for having him yell DADDY. Sometimes she had caught him giving her that look. Now she knew what that look meant.

"Booth, do you know what I have just discovered?"

Drawing lazy circles around her bellybutton he held his breath. He was still afraid she might decide to run. "No. Will I like it?"

Taking a breath she began "Seeley you speak right to my heart. Without saying a word, you light up the dark. I can never explain what I hear when you don't say a thing. The smile on your face let's me know that you need me. There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me. The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall. You say it best when you say nothing at all. I hear people talking out loud, but when you are near, you drown out the sound. Try as they may no one can define what's being said between your heart and mine. You say it best when you say nothing at all. I love you. I always have. I always will. I may get frightened and try to run, but I have faith you will always bring me home. I have discovered you are my life, my home."

He was overwhelmed with her faith, with her love. It filled his heart. He knew in his heart, in his soul, deep in his very bones they were truly united. While she had always called him an alpha male, she was now his alpha female. He had branded her without any outward sign just as she had now branded him. They both said it best when they said nothing at all.

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Inspiration for this chapter is "When You Say Nothing At All" – Paul Overstreet

This didn't go in the direction I thought it would but I think it is better than I planed, and no angst.

As usual please let Comment Kitty know what you think.