Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, or the song 'A Place Called Home'.

Author's Notes: SPOILERS FOR THE SEASON FINALE! I warned you about it in the summary. If you have NOT seen Stargazer in a Puddle and do NOT wish to be spoiled, don't read!


HOME

"What do we do now?" Brennan looked expectantly at Booth.They turned to look at the minister and then back at each other. Booth shrugged.

"I don't know. Do you want to…?" Brennan stared at him in disbelief.

"Do I want to…?" She thought she knew what he was implying, but she was afraid to say it. Does Booth really want to marry me? she thought. She froze when she noticed that Booth was staring at her somewhat oddly.

"Go to the reception?"

"Oh," Brennan said, slightly embarrassed for her assumption. "Well, sure." Booth grinned and turned to the people sitting in the pews. There was chatter among them, some people hopelessly confused, others laughing, others particularly disappointed.

"Okay! People!" he shouted over the commotion. The noise eventually died down as all eyes were upon Booth. "Look, I'm sorry about this. There were some complications, and I know you're all disappointed. At least, most of you are." Scattered laughter followed this statement, and Booth continued. "But as you probably know, there's a reception over at the Hodgins estate, and it'd be a shame to waste all that perfectly good food. So if you'll head on over there, I'm sure we can have a great time somehow without the bride and groom…" He trailed off as a number of people rose from their seats and exited the church, followed by the rest of the crowd. Booth turned back to Brennan, shrugging. "Guess that worked." He stepped away from the altar, and offered Brennan his arm. "Dr. Brennan?" Brennan couldn't help but to smile.

"Agent Booth." She put her arm in his as she, Booth, and Zach walked to the back of the church.

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Booth held her close to his body. His arms were wrapped firmly around her waist, and they moved perfectly, smoothly, comfortably, in time with the music. She leaned towards him a little, whispering something in his ear that he laughed at. Their faces were impossibly close to each other, their lips were almost touching. Almost.

Brennan observed all this with a slight twinge of a feeling that she failed to recognize as jealousy. He was dancing with one of Angela's cousins, Bianca or something. She was young, and pretty—and flirting with Booth, Brennan couldn't help but to notice. She watched them closely, scrutinizing every single move they made. When the song was over, and Bianca had reluctantly pulled away from Booth, he came over to where Brennan was sitting.

"Hey Bones." Brennan forced a smile.

"Having fun?" she asked. Booth shook his head.

"Not yet." He pulled her up from her seat. "C'mon." Brennan stared at him.

"Booth, I am not going to—" But she was already on the dance floor. A slow song began to play.

Well it's not hard to see
Anyone who looks at me knows
I am just a rolling stone
Never landing any place to call my own
To call my own…
Well it seems like so long ago
But it really ain't you know
I started off a crazy kid
Miracle I made it through the things I did
The things I did…

Booth frowned. "What kind of music is this?"

"It was probably meant for Angela," said Brennan quietly. "It's her favorite song. She told me it reminds her of herself." Booth shrugged.

"Oh well." He tightened his arms around her, and she laid her head contentedly on his shoulder.

Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow
'Til then, I travel alone
And I make my bed with the stars above my head
And dream of a place called home

I had a chance to settle down
Get a job and live in town
Work in some old factory
I never liked the foreman standing over me
Over me…

No, I'd rather walk a winding road
Rather know the things I know
See the world with my own eyes
No regrets, no looking back, no goodbyes
No goodbyes

Booth smiled down at Brennan. "I guess the song is a little more perfect for her than she originally thought." Brennan lifted her head up from his shoulder to look at him.

"No regrets, no looking back, no goodbyes?"

"Yeah. It's just so Angela of her to do that," said Booth. Brennan smiled.

"It is." She laid her head on his shoulder again, and a few more seconds went by until Booth spoke.

"You worried, Bones?" Brennan didn't say anything. "About your father," he added.

"I don't know," said Brennan truthfully. She paused. "You did the right thing." Booth nodded.

"I'm sorry. I didn't…I didn't want to hurt you," he said.

"I know," said Brennan.

Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow
'Til then, I travel alone
And I make my bed with the stars above my head
And I dream of a place called home

The song ended, but Brennan stayed in Booth's arms. She wasn't ready to let go yet. Booth smiled, holding her tightly. There were a few cat-calls from off the dance floor.

"Kiss already!" someone shouted, and Booth shot them what could best be described as a fierce glare. Brennan drew a deep breath. She had no idea what she was doing letting herself hug Booth—twice—in front of all these people. All she knew was that it made her feel safe…warm…loved. She closed her eyes as calmness washed over her, and for the first time in a long while, she felt at home.


Let me know what you think. ;) As soon as I saw the season finale I was like "Omg, there are going to be SO many continuations of this scene..." I just had to jump on the bandwagon. XD