Authors Note – This is most definitely an M rated chapter. You have been warned.

And I have opted for an album track from Charlotte Church's Tissues and Issues album. (because I love it and just play it over and over – although the lyrics fit too)

Thanks to Moonlight Gardenias for being my long suffering beta and everyone who read, reviewed and added to story alert. I feel honored so many of you have this story on alert.

Disclaimer – Bones belongs to other people who are not me.

Enjoy

Well I don't really mind
Where you wanna go
'Cause everybody sometimes
Feels the need to be alone

Temperance patiently sat waiting. This was one of the humanistic concepts she thoroughly understood. Patience. The most accurate outcome always came from waiting a little bit longer. You can identify a hair as a visual match under a microscope in seconds but for the evidence to be truly damning a DNA test takes hours. Pursuit of the truth had taught her that the answer always reveals itself in time. This was no different.

A concept she didn't understand quite so well however was deception. The bond between Booth and herself was so strong it confused her that he couldn't be open about this. She started to question whether he even knew himself the full events of yesterday. Still she sat watching him, like a falcon?.. hawk! He would talk to her soon.

Now it's a temporary breakdown
When there's nothing left to say
Show a little faith now
'Cause everything is gonna be ok

His head shifted and their eyes met. She saw something unfamiliar there and struggled to place the look. Angela had always told her that you could tell a lot about a person from their eyes, that they were the window to their soul. If that was accurate then Booth looked... lost.

Temperance found herself in need of Sweets' psychological profiling skills. She had never been good at understanding other people, apart from Booth. And even now that was debatable. If there was someway she could help him, take his mind somewhere else. She pondered the situation. When all else fails – resort to what you know. And in her case this was anthropology.

Realizing a potential solution she smiled as she poured Booth a glass of water and pushed the pills towards him. He cocked his head to the side suspiciously at her expression.

"Come with me." she said in the most serious tone she could muster. He followed behind slowly as she disappeared into the bedroom.

Well it should come as no surprise
When you're dealing with the truth
It should be a state of mind
Or another point of view

If Booth's brain chemistry needed altering to pull him back out of himself, then she was going to make sure it was as painless as possible.

"What are you thinking?" he asked as he reached the bedroom door.

"I'm thinking your endorphine levels need boosting."

"And just how are you planning to make that happen? Cause right now I feel like shit, and I really can't see what squinty idea you have up your sleeve."

"Fellatio"

"Say what?"

"I'm fairly certain that I will be able to pleasure you through oral stimulation without aggravating your injuries."

"Oh, well," he stammered. "I'm really not sure that indulging me in that particular..."

Her hands slid around his waist and peeled his boxers down so they fell at his ankles. He felt himself stiffen as her fingers ran up the underside of his penis, gently flicking the ridge of his head, sending mild shock-waves through his body.

"...okay... so I don't ahh... appear to have free will at this time. Oh God... Maybe I should umm..."

"Lie down?" she smirked.

Temperance watched as Booth carefully made his naked self comfortable on the bed, as his hard cock stood proudly to attention. Attention she would lavish on him unconditionally. She straddled across his thighs, firmly pinning them to the bed. She was cautious to prevent any sudden movements. Taking his penis in her soft hands she stroked upwards. Booth rolled his eyes backwards as the sensation enveloped him. He tried not to look at her, the eroticism of watching her take him in her mouth was too much right now. This was Bones. Initiating what was probably going to be the best blow job of his life. Knowing full well she wouldn't get anything in return.

Her palms pressed down on his hips as she slid her body down his legs, licking her lips before lowering her mouth around him. Sucking softly she moved slowly up, pushing her tongue against the underside of his penis until she reached his tip. Temperance began to lower herself back over him, taking him deeper than before, increasing the pressure as she did. Booths fists twisted around the sheets in frustration. The feel of her warm breath caressing his sensitive skin as her wet tongue flicked around his erection made him desperate to be inside her. Reality told him that might take a while. After wanting to be with her for so long they had spent one night making love before fate intervened. Was this God punishing him for what he had done?

Her mouth pulled off his solid penis as she kissed and suckled his length from tip to base. She peered up for his reaction as her tongue licked him back up to find the oozing liquid at his tip, swirling it around his throbbing head.

"Oh, God... I'm gonna..."

Temperance swiftly slipped him back inside her mouth, sucking hard and deep as his hands tangled in her hair gently.

"Oh fuck, ah... fuck, Bones... ohh.." He felt her swallow around him as his hot seed pulsated into her.

Booth lay breathing deeply as he slowly regained control of his own body. He truly loved this woman more than life itself. And nothing else would get in the way of her happiness. She wanted honesty? Then he would give it to her. No frills.

So if your confidence is shaken
I can promise it won't break
Show a little faith now
'Cause everything is gonna be ok

"I shot him."

She moved to lie next to him, burying her head in the crook of his neck in reassurance, her delicate fingers stroking under his jawline.

"I mean.. I honestly didn't have any choice. I really did expect I would die in there. All I could think about was you and Parker."

He sighed heavily.

"He wasn't dead when I left him. I know it wasn't a fatal shot, there was no need for him to die. The others must have left him, let him bleed out, then dumped the body."

"Why would they do that to one of their own?"

"Some kind of payback. Set up all the evidence for Jase to take the blame. This whole situation is getting -"

"Dangerous?"

"We are so far past dangerous now." Booth turned his head slowly and kissed her hair. "I'm not sure I can keep you safe. I want you to go home!"

"I can't... I won't leave you here. You know that." She twisted her head up to meet his lips with her own. "I need to be near you."

When nothing's making sense
And the questions never end
You gotta let it go
Every now and then
I can't pretend
But in the end I say that I don't know

"Before, I knew my targets, knew what they had done, what they were capable of. The guy I shot, I don't know who he was, if he had wife, if he was a father. Will anyone be grieving for him this morning? Am I responsible for the death of someone who was just in the wrong place at the wrong time?"

"You did the only thing you could at the time. You shouldn't feel guilty for that."

"I was thinking about the cases we've had since you and I began working together. Sure I've made a huge amount of arrests, but that cosmic balance sheet – not looking so good. And yesterday tipped the balance so far off I don't even know if they can ever balance again, never mind tip in my favor."

"What you do, regardless of lives lost, it's for a greater good Booth."

"Greater good! Is that some kind of joke, because I seem to remember Zack's argument being for the greater good."

And do you believe in miracles?
I hear they happen every day
And if you believe then
We can walk on water

"Maybe that didn't come out the way I intended. You protect people. You protect me, and I am grateful for that. Sure I'm all tough, independent, ass kicking Bones, but you don't think when Kenton had me captive that I wasn't scared shitless? Buried underground with Hodgins and having to perform a makeshift surgical procedure on his leg that could easily have killed him, that I wasn't silently petrified of what might happen?"

Booth stroked her face tenderly.

Where you go What you find
Will remain or pass us by
Some will climb Some will fall
Some will rise above it all

"Hodgins, he told me to have faith. And I did. I had faith in you, that you would somehow find us in time. I still have faith in you, Booth" She paused and smiled up at him "Seeley."

"This bed," he began, "it's like our own private confessional."

"What?"

"Doesn't matter." He pulled his good arm around her and kissed her feverently. He pulled back with a smirk. "So... you swallow."

"Seminal fluid has many beneficial components, including Vitamin B12, potassium and Zinc in addition to high levels of fructose, although I suppose it would be fair to say that the exact nutritional composition varies according to, um, manufacturer."

Booth placed his finger on her lips to silence her. "We really do not need to continue this conversation."

"You initiated it."

"Actually! I am fairly certain it was all your doing."

She looked him in the eye thoughtfully. "Yes, your right. And I believe I could be persuaded to... indulge again." She raised her eyebrows as a smug grin spread across his face. Who needs psychology when you understand anthropology!

Show a little faith now
'Cause everything is gonna be ok

Authors Note – The sun came out for two days but it's gone again now. I think I need to move to a sunnier climate. Feel free to cheer me up with reviews. Or any other random thoughts you may have.

Also I have a new project in the pipeline so if anyone fancies being my beta on that one just send me a PM.

Till next time...