Chapter 2

She knew she'll be late again, of course.

He couldn't let her out of his arms, and she pretended to be angry, but they both knew she wanted to stay in his arms just as much as he wanted her there.

They went in the diner to grab breakfast, with his hand on her lower back. It seemed like he's been touching her a lot lately – an arm around her shoulders, a hand on her lower back, kisses on her cheek or hugs, none with any particular reason. She didn't think he was even noticing it anymore; it seemed so natural to him. She liked it, she enjoyed every small touch, she knew that each touch was getting her closer to where she wanted to be, to who she wanted to be with, to Booth.

They sat down at their regular table and the waitress approached. It was a pretty, young waitress they haven't seen there before.

"Anything I could get you?" She looked at Booth with a flirtatious smile, then noticed her actions and turned to Brennan "Or you?" She asked her, looking down at her notepad.

"Yes, the lady would have the fruit salad with vanilla milkshake and I'll have bacon with eggs and some milk." He said, handing his menu to the waitress.

"You do know I can order for myself right Booth?" Brennan asked and looked at him while handing her own menu to the waitress.

"Booth? What kind of nickname is that?" The girl asked.

"It's my last name, I'm Special Agent Seeley Booth, and this here is my partner, Dr. Temperance Brennan." He smiled at the waitress.

"Oh, like as in.. FBI kind of Special Agent?" She was flirting again.

"Exactly as in FBI Special Agent." Brennan answered for him, a bit annoyed at the girl that was flirting with Booth right in front of her eyes.

"With a gun and everything?" The waitress kept on, ignoring the annoyed scientist.

"Don't you need to go and give our orders?" Brennan asked, the irritation now clear in her voice.

"Oh, come on Bones, the 8 year old wants to see a real gun." He smiled to his partner who then laughed, partly at his words and partly in relief.

"I'll go get your orders." The waitress said and took off as fast as her legs could take her without actually running.

"That wasn't nice Booth!" Brennan said to her laughing partner, her own laughter still showing on her face and voice.

"Oh, please Bones, it's not like I'd ever look at her way, I didn't want her to waste her time."

"Why wouldn't you look in her way? She's young and obviously has very nice, symmetrical features." She asked curiously.

"Do you really need me to say it?"

"Say what Booth?" Brennan was confused.

"That you're the only woman I look at that way." He said simply, but before she could reply the waitress came with their plates, a different waitress this time, one they knew.

"There you go partners." She said, smiling, and put down their plates. They smiled back at her.

"Thanks" Booth said.

"A little advice if I may?" Asked the old waitress. "Ignore the child, she just wants a hot fling." She winked and took off.

They started eating without looking at each other, until Brennan broke the silence.

"Did you really mean that?"

"What?"

"What you said... About me..?"

"Yes." He said nonchalantly.

"Why?"

"Because you're the most beautiful woman on planet Earth, why would I want to look at anyone else?"

"Booth, you don't have any way of knowing that!" The good old scientist in her came out.

"Okay, then I think that you're the most beautiful woman on planet Earth and I don't want to look at any other woman, and I can't look at any other woman."

"Even though you said you'll move on? That you need to move on?" She was curious, but more than that, she was on the edge of letting her walls finally fall.

"That was stupid of me to say that, I could never move on from you, I could never stop loving you."

"You love me Booth?" The tears pushed in her throat.

"I told you that Bones." He was confused how she could possibly not know he loves her.

"No, you said you wanted to be with me, not that you love me." Tear number one.

"Well then, it was the dumbest mistake I have ever made not to tell you that I love you when I love you with every fiber of my being, when I love you with every X and Y chromosome in my body, when I love you more than anything else."

Her walls are down.

He was holding her hand when he saw that tear number one was followed by number two, and three, and a stream that now seemed like a never ending one.

"I.. I can't believe that I was this stupid." She said, not being able to look at him.

He took the hand that wasn't holding hers and put it under her chin so his gaze met hers. A pale pouring ocean of silver blue, he swore he could drown in those eyes, of course, she would say it's not physically possible to drown in one's eyes.

"Why would you say that Bones?" He drilled his mountains of brown sugar eyes in her eyes.

"Because I couldn't let my walls come down, I wanted them to so badly, but I couldn't." She couldn't hold away the truth from those eyes, from this man, from her Booth.

"Couldn't... As in past?" The hope suddenly rising in him made his whole body glow.

"I love you," she said, "and I should've said that a lot earlier and definitely not in the diner, over breakfast…"

He couldn't believe it; she didn't actually say that right? He can't possibly be getting everything he ever wanted, the woman he always wanted, always needed, always loved, his Bones.

"You love me?" He felt a huge lump building in his throat.

"How could I not love you? You're the greatest man I've ever known. You're my savior, my hero... My Booth." She said, as if those were the most obvious words that ever came out of her mouth, it came out so easily, as if it was one of her scientific facts.

"Get up." He said firmly.

"What?" She was confused at his sudden change of tone.

"Get up Bones." He repeated in the same tone, getting up himself and putting a 50 dollars bill, which saying that it was a generous tip would be an understatement considering the price of what they ordered.

She got up and followed him outside the diner with a very confused look. He stopped in front of the door and she faced him.

"Bones," he started, trying to ignore the lump in his throat that seemed only to get bigger, "I love you. I love you in every way possible. I loved you from the moment I saw you and haven't stopped loving you ever since. Never will." He looked in her eyes and couldn't see anything else but love.

"I love you in an irrational way that I could never even think was humanly possible." She looked in his eyes and saw nothing but love.

They were quiet, not touching, not speaking, just staring.

"Now what?" She asked.

"Now I kiss the love of my life." He replied, then grabbed her waist and pulled her to him, finding her soft, warm lips.

The kiss started as the sweetest, most affectionate thing on earth. A kiss all about unfulfilled love, now fulfilled. But then she opened her mouth just a little more and slid her tongue into his. It's not that the love was gone, it will never be gone, it was just joint by possessive passion. Their tongues, fighting on who gets to tell who just how much he wants this more, as if they were trying to say 'You're mine now'. It was minutes – not that they noticed – until they stopped from serious lack of oxygen.

He leaned his forehead against hers "I waited for this for so long." He said quietly.

"We don't have to wait any longer." She said with the same tone.

She was leaning for another kiss when her phone started ringing in her pocket.

"Fuck, it's probably work." She said and took out her phone.

"Did you just curse, Bones?" Booth was shocked since she rarely used such language.

"I only do it when I'm very displeased." She told him and then answered her phone. He was grinning widely at her "Brennan." She said, smiling back at him.

Angela swore she could hear her best friend smiling through the phone "Sweetie, is your hotty still keeping you in bed? 'Cause Cam's starting to wonder where you are."

"I'm on my way Angela, and me being late has nothing to do with any hotty." Brennan replied and winked at booth.

"Sure, Bren, just come already… And then get your ass out of bed and get to work." Angela said and hung up the call, smirking to herself.

"I need to go back to work, I'm late again and Angela's getting all up in my job." Brennan told him with a sigh.

"All up in your business, Bones, she's all up in your business." He said, smiling at her wrong phrasing.

"Yeah.. We need to go" She said and took his hand, leading him to the car.

They arrived at the Jeffersonian about 15 minutes later. The drive was quite pleasant. They talked about how fun it'll be to sneak around (mostly how hot it'll be), and how long to wait until they tell the squints, Parker and the Bureau.

Booth pulled by the Jeffersonian and turned to face Brennan "Bones," he said, taking her hand in his, "you made me the happiest person alive today with what you said." He smiled.

"And you made me the hypothetical happiest girl on earth today Booth." She smiled back and kissed him deeply.

"I love you baby." He told her when she got out.

"Are you gonna start calling me that now?" She asked him, leaning against the doorframe.

"Not if you don't want me to."

"It's okay, I can grow to that."

"Yeah?"

"It's an endearment, why not?"

"You used to not let me call you that."

"I used to not let you do a lot of things to me." She winked and closed the door, going towards the Jeffersonian. When she turned to give him a last smile she saw him laugh in pure joy and look at the celling of the SUV. She smiled to herself and walked in.

Angela immediately grabbed her before Brennan could even reach her office and took her to her own.

"So Booth's the hotty whose been keeping you in bed Bren? And you didn't tell me?" Angela said quickly, the disbelief very clear in her voice.

"He wasn't keeping me in bed Ange, we just had breakfast!" Brennan replied. Thank god for the SUV's black windows for not giving Angela actual prove.

"He doesn't usually pick you up for breakfast when you don't have a case."

"I fell asleep at his apartment last night."

"You what?" She was shocked.

"I just slept on his couch, with clothes and everything." Brennan cleared.

"Okay, Bren. Whenever you want to tell me who's the hotty..."

"There is no hotty Ange! Bye." She said, and left to her own office.

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