A/N: I feel bad, so here I am thinking that none of you care about this story… I checked my email and there were no reviews, and then I decide to check the site and poof 18 reviews!!! Thanks, you guys are all so great. So obviously the emails aren't working or I would have replied to each of them individually. Until it's up and running, all those who reviewed are going to have to settle for one big THANK YOU!!!! This chapter holds the much anticipated (or as much as it can be in one day) Sully confrontation. Other than that it's kind of a filler chapter, more BB banter/fluff to come.

P.S. this is the fastest I have updated ever, thanks to all of your great reviews. So you know what to do if you want faster updates…

Sully?

Temperance paced around her apartment, it was Wednesday, and she and Booth were leaving tomorrow. Sully still had no idea, she wasn't sure why she had put off telling him, and after all he wouldn't mind. As she passed one of her paintings on the wall, she studied herself in the reflection. Her makeup looked great, her hair was fine, why did she feel so nervous all of a sudden? She glanced at the clock, 8:14, Sully had said he'd be there at 8:15 and was almost never late. At exactly 8:15 she heard a knock at her door. Stopping by the bathroom to fluff her hair, she headed for the door.

"Hey, beautiful." He said as he pecked her softly on the lips. His hair was messy, in a good way; he was wearing jeans and a black tee shirt.

"Hi," she said pulling him towards her for a lingering kiss.

"What was that for?" he asked. "Not that I'm complaining or anything." He smiled holding her at arms length.

"We need to talk," she said taking him by the hand and leading him toward the living room.

"You're not breaking up with me, are you?" he joked with a smile.

"No," she said a little too quickly. "I mean, why would you think that?" Sully who was fine a moment ago now began to feel a little nervous. She sat on her couch and he took the place next to her.

"It's just usually when someone says 'we need to talk' they are… you know what, never mind. What is it you needed to say."

"Okay, remember when I told you about my friend Emily's wedding a while ago?"

"Yes…" Sully trailed off trying to figure out where this was going.

"And you know I visited her last weekend."

"Yes…" he answered even more confused.

"Well she told me, no, more coerced me into bringing a date." She said wincing a little expecting him to lash out, but when she opened her eyes he just looked confused.

"But I am going to be out of town," he clarified, wondering where she was heading with this.

"I know, but she told me that it would reflect badly on her if I didn't have one so…" she still wasn't ready to drop the Booth bombshell. "I don't have many guy friends so I weighed my options. I usually would have taken Russ but that isn't an option since he is MIA. I couldn't take Zach because we don't have that kind of relationship, and Angela would kill me if I took Hodgins so…" she finished hoping he would get the idea. After a minute his eyes grew wide and she knew he had put two and two together.

"So that leaves, Booth." He said slowly at first and then he felt his blood start to boil. "Booth? You're taking Booth to the wedding? I can't believe this!" he said jumping up from the couch.

"Calm down." She declared in a slightly hushed tone.

"Calm down? Calm down?" He proclaimed as if what she was saying was completely unreasonable. "How can I calm down when you are breaking up with me. That's what your doing isn't it… breaking up with me."

"No, I hadn't planned on doing that." She spouted getting angry now, why is it that people always assumed that she and Booth were together, or wanted to be together. "I need a date, you're gone, Booth is free... what is so complicated about that?"

"The complicated part is that it's BOOTH!" he said stretching out the last word as if it was supposed to mean something to her.

"Yeah it's Booth, so what, why does that matter? We're just friends."

"Don't make me laugh Temperance, you two have NEVER been just friends." Sully steamed, Brennan didn't answer, she had nothing to say. He seemed to cool down a little. "If you want to go to the wedding with him, go ahead, but I am not sure I'll still be here when you get back." He expressed quietly suddenly losing all steam.

"Don't make me choose between you." she demanded her tone still hard.

"I won't." Sully said before he got up and headed for the door.

"Are YOU breaking up with ME?" she asked taking her turn. He turned around slowly his jacket in hand, with an unreadable look on his face.

"Yes, I mean, no… Look Temperance contrary to what you may think, I just want you to be happy." He ran his hand down his face. "And if you need Booth to do that…" he started.

"What? No, how many times do I have to say I am not interested in Booth!" she practically shouted.

"Still…" he said, this wasn't easy for him but he needed to do it. He knew it would hurt badly tomorrow, it was already hurting now. "I think we should take a break for a while, see what else is out there…" he walked over and brushed his lips against hers softly. He took a step back. "If you come back Sunday and still decide you want to be with me, then just give me a call." he forced a sad smile before turning around and shuffling to the door.

"Goodbye, Tim Sullivan." She whispered softly.

"See you, Temperance Brennan, it's been fun." He answered before closing the door behind him, not sure if it will be for the last time.

-BB-

"Brennan," she called into the phone as she clicked it open. Sully had left an hour ago, but she was still sitting on her couch thinking.

"Hey," a deep baritone voice said on the other line.

"What do you want Booth." She snapped sounding a little angrier than she meant to.

"Geez Bones, what's the matter, I just said 'Hey'," he asked concerned.

"Nothing Booth, it's just been a weird day." And weird was exactly what it was. She felt like she should be sad or crying, but she wasn't. It wasn't that she didn't feel bad, because she did, but she also almost felt relieved.

"Okay…" he said not convinced. "Well I was just wondering if we we're sharing a taxi to the airport tomorrow." He asked cautiously.

"Sure, there's no sense in taking separate ones. You want to come over here and leave your car here while we're gone?" she asked pointing out the most logical scenario.

"Alright, Bones have you talked to Sully yet? I know you don't think he'd mind but you still need to tell him…" he started.

"Booth," she said.

"I mean, we are friends even though we sometimes don't act like it. I don't want him to come barging in here, yelling at me for taking his woman." He rambled.

"Booth!" she yelled louder.

"What? Ow, Bones that hurt my ear." He said removing the phone and massaging his ear.

"What I was trying to say is, it is no longer Sully's concern what I do. Especially since he broke up with me." She said unable to hold back the note of sadness in her voice.

"Idiot." He coughed.

"What?" she asked scrunching her nose in confusion. Did she hear what she just thought she heard? Did Booth just call Sully an idiot for breaking up with her? No, she thought, he was probably just clearing his throat.

"Nothing… Really? I never thought he would break up with you," he said truthfully.

"He said it was just 'a break' but I have a feeling it's permanent." She expressed to him.

"Do…do you want it to be?" he asked trying to supress the hint of hope in his voice.

"Well kinda, yeah, things have been going downhill for a while now. We were in a rut, I think he saw it coming too." She told him, she was surprised he didn't already know, she thought it was obvious to everyone. Angela had definitely noticed, and she had told her so, loudly.

"Does this have anything to do with…" he trailed off

"You and your ego." She laughed.

"I have to ask." He remarked secretly hoping it did.

"I don't know, he seemed to think it did."

"O" he said not sure what else to say. He just hoped they could put all of this behind them and have a good time in Chicago.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, say 9:30?"

"I'll be there." She could hear his charm smile through the phone, and she couldn't help but smile despite everything as she pressed the phones off button.

A/N: So what did you think? Huh, huh, huh? Lol… So I was listening to Smile by Lonestar when I wrote the part about Sully and didn't think much of it. Then just now I was listening to the song again and I realized what I wrote almost exactly matches the lyrics… here they are if you've never heard it…

You can't help how you don't feel

And it doesn't matter why

Give me a chance to bow out gracefully

'Cause that's how I want you to remember me

I'm gonna smile

Cause I want to make you happy

Laugh

So you can't see me cry

I'm gonna let you go in style

And even if it kills me

I'm gonna smile

P.S. Plane ride and hotel room in the next chapter. Should I pull the old one room one bed scam or go with the more tasteful one room, two beds? Once again I ask your opinion. If you don't like the one room thing, too bad. It's my story, na na na na na na (sticks out tongue)

Katie