Disclaimer: I don't own Bones or anything to do with it, including any characters or places mentioned. I earn nothing for writing this. It's just for fun.

A/N : Ok so for anyone who is getting a little lost with this one now, we are on Thursday. As Booth has Parker on weekend's he has until Friday evening to win Bones over. That means that we should only have two more chapters to go guys! Thanks for sticking with me.

Chapter Eleven

It took Booth a few moments to realise he was not in his own home. He awoke to the sound of clattering plates and the smell of toast. It was only then that he realised he was in Brennan's spare room and that the walls were not his own. It wasn't the first time he had stayed here, which was probably why it felt so familiar with its duck egg walls and cream carpet. Crawling from the bed he tugged on the dressing gown the kept on the back on the door.

In the kitchen he found Bones cooking. She too was still in her nightwear. He noticed that she had returned to wearing her extra large dressing gown, instead of the silk one she obviously only kept for those special occasions he doubted he would ever be special enough for.

"Morning Booth. There's juice on the table if you want some. I'm making breakfast so I hope you're hungry."

Thanks Bones," he replied filling a glass. "But you know that you shouldn't be cooking for me don't you? It should be the other way around."

"No." She responded not looking up "You have done far too much of the work this week so it is only fair that I should do my fair share for equality's sake." Judging from the tone of her voice, the man decided it was best not to argue.

"Okay, honey" he grinned, knowing he hated being called that, "I'll just sit here and watch. Please don't take too long though, I've got a busy day ahead for both of us, it being the last full day I get you all to myself and all. Oh, and before I forget, you'll need to take a change of clothes with you. Wear what you want through the day, but I have something extra-special planned for the night."

"Booth, why are we here?" Brennan asked as the stood outside the entrance to the theme park. She did not look impressed.

"So that you can metaphorically let your hair down for the day and have some fun Bones" He told her hopping from foot to foot with excitement.

"Hmmm. I'm not sure I'll find this enjoyable Booth. Some of the rides look like they would simply educe feelings of nausea and disorientation which I personally do not enjoy."

"Aw, C'mon Bones, please! It'll be totally worth it i swear. I bring Parker sometimes but I don't get o go on these things because he's too small. It'll be fun! Please!"

Brennan sighed, "Oh okay. But only because you already bought the tickets and because I think it is only fair that you get to do the things that you like because we have done so much of what I like already. Where do you want to start?"

So he did not put her off straight away, Booth stared with some of the smaller attractions like the ghost train and the Ferris wheel. He wished that he hadn't bothered with the latter one because it was full of evil looking clowns that made him wince and try to hide his face. This amused the woman who had always been open about the fact that she found his fear irrational, but when they rode it a second time at her request she was nice enough to cover his eyes when she knew one was coming. Secretly Booth was beginning to wonder if she had asked for a second turn for an excuse at physical contact, like the time when he was sure she had used the fact that he had covered her coffee cup with his hand once as an excuse to kiss it.

As the day wore on she seemed to visibly relax and enjoy the adrenaline rush from some of the larger rides. At one point, she did look like she was about to hurl, but Booth was willing to admit that that was more likely to be because she had just watched him eat a corn dog more than anything else.

"Well Bones, this will be the last ride of the day," he said as dusk began to roll in, "Fancy a ride on the log flume seeing as we have to get changed soon anyway?" Brennan stood for a moment watching as a carriage of people got soaked when they reached the bottom of a drop. She saw how much they were laughing and shrieking.

"That does look like fun, I would very much like to try that." She nodded.

By the end of the ride they were both dripping wet and freezing cold, "I knew we would get wet Booth but I wasn't expecting it to be so bad."

"Well, normally I'd hug you so that my body heat would warm you up but I don't think that will really help this time."

"You could hug me anyway" she hinted, holding her arms out for an embrace. As they released each other, Booth took a moment to look her fully in the face,

"You know," he said "I always thought wet hair really suited you. It goes all wavy when it's like that. It's really nice."

"Thanks," she replied, looking at him in return her arms still loosely hanging in his. For a while they stayed like that, the feeling of expectation buzzed in the air. Booth's phone alarmed beeped telling them it was time to get ready to move on to their next destination, and just like that, the spell was broken.

"Oooh, you brought me to a show?" Brennan squealed as they pulled into the car park of the arena after they had both changed.

"Yep, Indeed I have. I just happened to be going through the entertainment pages in the paper last week when I noticed this tour of British bands was going on and some of your favourites were playing and I thought you might like it."

"Oh really? Who's playing?" an egger tone had crept into her voice.

"Oh just coldplay, Blur, Oasis and a few others No one special." He shrugged it off.

Booth are you kidding? That sounds amazing!" she hugged him for the second time that day. This time, he was not so quick to let her go.

After the gig, they were both hoarse and tried form so much singing and jumping around. Music seemed to always be the only thing that truly opened Temperance up and let her truly be herself. Although the music was not really to Booth's taste, it had been worth the money just to see that. They had already agreed on the way home that he would stay at her place again that night, it didn't feel right for them to go from being surrounded by so many people to being completely alone.

"Right Bones, if it's alright with you I'm just gonna grab some water and head to bed." He said as Brennan kicked of her shoes.

"Actually Booth..." she had gone quiet now, in a shy way. "Would you sleep in my bed tonight? I just really want to be held, that's all. Nothing else. I'm tired now Booth. Tired of being lonely."