So guys the dreaded day came for me yesterday, yes of course I am talking about the death of our beloved squintern Vincent. I have finally seen 'the hole in the heart' and as many of you warned me, it was extremely sad. Not going to lie, I cried my eyes out not only at his death but the other character's reactions too. Dam you Hart Hanson, you broke my heart.

And onwards with my story, just some fun to lighten my sad state, yes im in mourning, here's some Gracie and Vinnie fun. I do not own bones or Alanis Morissette's amazing song ironic. Enjoy darlings.

Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls.

Grace was pretty shocked when Vincent stopped her at their destination, excitement in his voice as he did his best jazz hands accompanied by a rather cute "ta-da!"

"Really? Never pictured you enjoying something like this."

"Well im a man of many secrets, and hidden talents." Vincent winked, taking Grace by the hand. He was certainly a mystery, one she wanted to solve. He pulled her through the door, she was feeling uneasy about what was about to happen, her mother had always said a pretty face would lead her astray and as she followed Vincent through the door she knew her mother was right.

Grace was met by a flood of people; each table was full of cheering participants waiting for their chance to shine. She was drawn to the woman on the stage, she was middle age and was belting out Celine Dion 'my heart will go on'; she was drunkenly slurring the words as Grace weaved her way through the karaoke bar.

"So fancy a duet?" Was this man crazy? Grace wasn't really in the mood for embarrassing herself in front of a bunch of strangers. All she wanted to do was go somewhere quiet, have a couple of drinks whilst Vincent took her mind of the hurt Henry had caused.

"Well if you're lucky, and this isn't a promise or anything, but maybe after a drink."

It didn't take much persuasion to get Grace up on stage, once she stepped up there it was a mission to get her off. She felt like someone else when she was performing, she could push away the pain and suffering and be the fun loving girl she once was. In addition, those watching did not know of her past, they weren't applauding a brave young victim who broke free, but cheering on a charismatic youngster having fun.

Vincent and Grace had been at the karaoke bar for an hour when the rest of the gang turned up; the past hour had been spent singing, cheering and consuming plenty of alcohol, mixed in with some harmless flirting.

Walking through the door, Hodgins immediately spotted Vincent sat at the bar, surrounded by empty shot glasses.

"Hey guys!" Vincent waved excitedly, almost falling of his chair. Noticing the unoccupied chair next to him, Cam's eyes began searching the crowd for Grace, panic sinking in as she failed to spot her.

"Vincent, where's Grace?" Vincent gave the gang a huge grin, as he gestured their attention towards the stage. And there she was, singing her heart out, as if the previous events had never happened.

"It's like rain on your wedding day,

It's a free ride when you've already paid,

It's the good advice you didn't take,

and who would have though it figures..."

Vincent could not take his eyes off her, he had spent the previous month desiring to go home to England, that was until Grace came into his life; she was making the prospect of staying in DC very interesting. He welcomed her back form the stage, arms wide open as she ran into them, failing to notice the arrival of the others.

"Gracie, that was brilliant. Are you ok sweetie?" Angela interrupted the lingering look between the two youngsters, and Grace realised they were there.

"Hey guys, im fine, Vincent's been looking after me." She laughed, giving the intern a squeeze as she pulled away from the hug, and turned to hug each of the others.

"Yeah we can see that" Hodgins nudged Vincent and winked. "Shall I get the drinks in?"

"So do you just sign up to sing?" Sweets questioned.