I know I've been absolutely horrible at updating recently – I'M SORRY! I'm on holidays now, so I should try and catch up.

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Startled awake by the loud ringing of his mobile, Booth swung his arm across to the bedside table to answer it.

"Hello?" he mumbled, slightly incoherent due to his still being half asleep.

"Seeley! Where are you? I've been worried sick!" Hannah's voice panicked, removing Booth from any stage of sleep he may still have been in.

"Hannah?" Booth asked quietly, more so to himself.

Looking across to the alarm clock on the bedside table, Booth noted the time as being 3:07 am. Glancing in the other direction, Booth froze; both from shock and in awe; to see Brennan lying beside him. It was at that moment that everything flooded back. The fight. The tears. The kiss. The sex. He hadn't even been drunk. He'd cheated on his girlfriend! What sort of man does that? Not a decent one, that's for sure.

"Seeley? Are you alright?" Hannah said, startling Booth.

"I'm fine. Sorry, I must've fallen asleep at the office," Booth apologised, the meaning behind the 'sorry' applying to much more than she knew.

"Will you be coming home tonight? She asked, her tone showing a hint of pleading.

"Uh, yeah. I'll just finish packing up. I'll try not to be too long. Bye."

Before Booth could hang up, Hannah said quickly, "I'm sorry! Our fight; it was stupid. Temperance is a really good friend of yours and has been for years, so it would only be natural that you'd want to spend time with her and be there for her. So, yeah, I'm sorry."

Booth was unable to answer, so he just hung up.

She was apologising to him. She was apologising to him. She shouldn't be apologising, not for anything. She shouldn't be apologising when he was the one who went and pretty much stabbed her, and everything he'd ever believed, in the back.

Feeling Brennan begin to stir beside him, Booth panicked. He'd tied himself to his partner in an unbreakable way and then he told Hannah he'd be home soon.

If he didn't leave, Hannah would sit up waiting for him. She'd then realise, he was lying. He wasn't in the office. She'd suspect the worst, which would turn out to be true. She'd hate him and think him a coward for lying to her. That couldn't happen. That'd crush any hope of happiness he had with her.

But if he did leave, he'd break Brennan. Break her to the point where she'll never trust anyone again. She'll never trust him again. She'd given herself to him, and he couldn't go and just shove it back in her face. What would he say? Thanks for the sex, but I gotta go home to my girlfriend now? If that happened, it'd kill him.

"Bones?" he whispered softly into her hair, rousing her from her sleep.

"Mhmm."

Pressing a light kiss to her forehead and running his hand through her loose hair, Booth whispered, "Bones, I need to go."

Bolting upright, a look of confusion furrowing her eyebrows and hurt clouding her features, Brennan replied, "what?"

"I – It's not what you think," Booth began, though Brennan was already moving further away from him.

"Not what I think?" she repeated. "So what? You come here, you get what you want and then you leave?" A single tear escaped from the corner of her eye.

"No, no!"

Scrambling off the bed, he moved to the opposite side of the bed, where Brennan was now standing.

"It's fine, Booth. I get it," she whispered, trying her utmost hardest to keep the tears from falling.

Sighing and following her to her ensuite, Booth said, "no, you don't get it!"

"Don't get angry at me, Booth! Don't you dare. I have done nothing wrong here!" she said through her clenched teeth.

"I never said you did do anything wrong," he tried to reassure her; wanting more than anything for her tears to stop flowing.

Standing with her hands on hips, she waited for an explanation.

Beginning, Booth said, "Last night... as much as it was perfect and wonderful and... I'm not a cheater. And last night, that's what I did, and I can't live with that. I – I need to go home and tell Hannah. Tell her everything. She deserves more than my half-given love and you don't deserve to be the girl I sneak around with. You both deserve much, much more than that, and I need to tell her that."

"What will you tell her? You'll tell her that you came over here and in the spare of the moment decided to sleep with me, so you could forget the fight you had with her? I'm sure she'll take that real well."

"Bones, just listen to me. That's not what happened. I wasn't trying to forget about it, and I wasn't using you." Looking again to the clock, Booth said, "I really do have to go. But I will come back. I promise."

"And what if you don't?" she said, wiping away her tears.

"I will," Booth said quickly, before rushing out the door, but not before noticing the look of disbelief on her face.

She wouldn't sit there and wait for him to come back, because in her mind, he wouldn't.

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I know this one was a lot more angsty than the first chapter, but that's kind of where the story is going. Please review and let me know what you thought.

Em xXxXxxx