Thanks for all the reviews! I'm on a school computer right now, and I can't really figure out the editing system, so sorry if some things seem a little off

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She wasn't sure she had heard him right. Booth was supporting her leaving everything for an entire year? She blinked her disbelieving eyes at him.

"You-you really think I should do it?" she asked him cautiously

"Yeah, why wouldn't I? You're my partner, I want what's best for you, you know that."

"Yeah, I know that, I just didn't think you of all people would think that THIS was best for me." she told him honestly. "I kind of thought you'd try and convince me to stay." She willed herself not to show any of the hurt she was feeling inside.

For the first time since she'd told him Booth really looked at her. "Oh Bones, you know I don't want you to go. I just want you to be happy. And if being with Sully makes you happy - then you should do it." He walked towards her, but she suddenly grew angry with his acting nonchalent at the whole situation and she shut off all emotion in her eyes.

"Alright, if that's what you really think then I think I'll accept Sully's offer. After all - you always know best,"

She flashed him an insincere smile and briskly exited her office.

Booth put his face in his hands in frustration. What the hell was wrong with him? Why was he such a coward that he couldn't just tell her - tell her how he would die if he couldn't see her every day, and that Sully was completely wrong for her, and that HE would never pressure her leaving her job, the thing she loved most.

But he couldn't ever seem to say these things to her. He could only say them to himself, after she was far, far away

Thirty minutes later, Brennan was rapping smartly on Sully's door. He opened it, rubbing tired eyes and wearing flannel pyjama bottoms and a t-shirt. She checked her watch in alarm. 12:30 am.

"Oh, god, I'm sorry, Sully, I didn't realize how late it was, I'll come back tomorrow - " she turned to leave, but he tugged her arm, beaming at the sight of her.

"No, come on in, Tempy, I'll make us some coffee. I wasn't sleeping anyways."

She laughed softly. "Right,"

He grinned at her as he led the way to the kitchen. She sat carefully on a comfortable stool.

"So, I'm assuming you're here for a reason," he asked, getting coffee and filters out of a cupboard.

"Yes. I have thought of an answer to your question."

He looked at her thoughtfully. "So whatt's it gonna be?"

She took a deep breath

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Well, obviously you have to wait until the next chapter until you find out what she chooses. I like reviews, I frame them…not really.