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I really want to thank TRUSSELL33 for her time and assistance in this chapter. Without her assistance much of the dialog here would not exist. She is one of the best authors here. If you are looking for a really fantastic read check out one of my favorites "Private Viewing," it is Bones at its very best.

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Chapter 8 Very Very Early Saturday Morning

After their last round of love making (and she had to admit that was what she now called it) sleep had eluded her. She found herself thinking over the last days. He had fallen into a light sleep and she found that her slightest movement seemed to cause him to pull her into him more tightly and push his face deeper into her hair. She found his fascination for her hair endearing. When asked about it he had said he had always loved the smell. It seemed he was as attracted to the smells that made her unique, just as she was to his. To many it might seem odd their first attraction to each other had been smell, but it was them. So much of their work was wrapped in smells associated with death it seemed fitting they would seek out the comforting smells of each other.

She leaned over and lightly brushed a lock of hair from his forehead. He instantly opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist in his hand. He began tracing circles in her palm with his tongue.

"Can't sleep baby?"

"No. but I see you have no problem."

"Sorry Bones, but you are simply going to be the death of me. It isn't very polite to fall asleep though is it?"

"I'll bet you say that to all your girls as you get what you want, roll over and promptly fall asleep."

In a very indignant voice he said "Bones, that's not even funny. First of all there are no other girls. Second of all I would never just get what I want, as you so indelicately put it, roll over and go to sleep. I would at the very least say thank you and lead them to the door before rolling over," he ended with a smile.

That brought them both to a fit of giggles that turned into full, side splitting, tear rolling laughter. As the laughter died he looked at her face in the moonlight. She was absolutely astounding, and she was finally irrevocably after these many years his. He traced his finger from the top of her head to the tip of her toe. In the dark he was memorizing every detail. As he finished at her toe she whispered, "Are you still tired?"

"No." Neither was she.

With gentle lips, he slowly retraced the pathway that he had already blazed back to her lips stopping every once in a while along the way for a tender nip, soothing it away with kiss or lick. When he arrived at her lips their kiss was electric and their own personal dance began again.

Later that day they lay in bed talking about Parker.

"Booth are you going to tell Parker about us? About the change in our relationship?"

"Yes I will, the next time I see him. He loves you Bones. Did you know just last week he asked if you were ever going to be my girlfriend?"

"Why?"

"He said it was because when we are together I am happy and he likes it when I am happy."

"What about Rebecca?"

"That's going to be a little harder. Rebecca sees you as trying to take Parker away from her. She thinks you would be the good mother. The one who always says yes, while she is stuck saying no. She thinks he will love you more because you have money. With Rebecca it's going to take time, but together we can get through it."

While he was talking a plan was taking form in her mind. "Booth, what if we talked to Rebecca together? What if Max took Parker out for an evening and we had Rebecca over for dinner? We could explain to her that Parker has a mother, her. We could agree on a parenting plan good for Parker. We could explain to her it is important for Parker to see you and his Jeffersonian Family. Booth, we are your family. All of us love Parker. Max thinks of him as a grandson already. Cam and Angela feel like they are his Aunts, Jack and, yes, even Sweets feel like Uncles. We may not be your flesh and blood family, but we are a good kind of family, one that chose to be one."

He looked at her in amazement, "Do you know how perfect you are? In just a few days you have made all my dreams come true, brought light into the darkness that was me and shown me I have a family." Booth tenderly cupped her face in his hands and drew her face to his for a kiss of gratitude and joy. Gratitude because he was very grateful to have her and the rest of the squints in his life and joy because knowing that she loved him made him the happiest man in the world. "I love you, Temperance Brennan," he whispered and captured her lips in a searing, passionate kiss before she could answer. But that was ok thought Brennan, winding her arms around his neck and returning the kiss. She had the rest of their lives to tell him that she loved him and she planned to do it on a daily basis, but right now she was going to show him how much she loved him.

The deepest darkness had seen light and now could heal. They planned a future, one that included family and friends. They talked of marriage and children. He was told not to push his luck. He thought, I wore you down once I can do it again. They loved and laughed.

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Well Kitty wants to know what you think? Please live a little note. Rebecca leaves a little present next.

Note you may have noticed the rating has changed but so far the content doesn't really reflect the new rating. It is possible the content will change in the very bear future and I wanted to change it while I was outlining those chapters not after I posted a chapter that violated the rating because I forgot.

Nyre