yeah. i just read the whole story yesterday to fix it. lol. like 47 and a half pages on word, single spaced. : ) i think i forgot to tell you guys it was freakin long. lol

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Booth stopped smiling when he saw Tempe leaving the building. "Hey, what's wrong?" Booth asked.

Tempe looked at him, fighting desperately to hold back the tears that were forming in her eyes. "Nothing…let's just go, okay?"

Booth nodded and got in the car. Tempe got in as well, and closed the door. "Bones…"

"Shut up Booth and drive!" Tempe turned away from him, and Booth, more worried than hurt, started the car. "Actually, I don't think I can help anymore today…can we go back to the hotel…no…drive somewhere…anywhere…go to a park."

Booth looked panicky at his partner who stared mutely out the window. "Okay, no problem, here we go."

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Once at the park, Tempe walked briskly to the bench at the end of the path, the one that was concealed by trees. Booth tailed her at a distance, making sure to hide his presence. Once at the bench, Tempe burst into tears, and called Angela.

"Hello sw…what's wrong?"

"I found out what you wanted to tell me about Sully." Was all she could manage to get out.

"Oh sweetie…"

Booth walked closer to the bench, but stopped when he saw her crying, and he walked away. I will let her come to me, which she will…we are partners after all.

"Bren, are you there?"

Tempe sniffed. "Yeah, I wish I had listened to you earlier."

"I know me too."

"He…I…I thought he was a good guy."

"Trust me, so did I."

"I should have known. No guy I pick is good for me."

Angela sighed, and then giggled. "Then maybe you should take my advice and talk to our favorite FBI agent…"

Tempe laughed. "Yeah, right. He probably has a girlfriend."

"So you are interested in him?"

"ANGELA! I just found out about Sully!"

"True…never mind…you're right; he shouldn't be the rebound guy."

"Bye Angela." Tempe hung up in a fit of laughter. Not only had her best friend make her feel better, she suggested…once again…an irrational and illogical notion. Booth could never be interested in her; he enjoyed women to be more socially aware, and graceful, which she was not.

Booth saw she wasn't crying anymore and decided it was safe to approach. "Hey there Bones, are you okay?"

Tempe turned to him, quickly wiping her tears away. "Yeah, I'm sorry about earlier, I acted irrational, I don't know why."

Booth smiled and sat down on the bench next to her. "Its okay, trust me, it's nice to see your emotions once in a while."

Tempe laughed. "Actually Booth, emotions are just…"

Booth cast a scolding look in her direction. "Bones…" He warned.

"Right, sorry."

"Are you sure you are okay?" He asked again.

Tempe looked at her partner, one of her best friends. She trusted just as much, if not more than Angela. She knew he wouldn't judge her or overreact; he would just be there for her, like he had been all the other times. "No, I'm not okay. I-something happened between Sully and I."

Booth looked at her. "Did you two fight?"

Tempe shook her head. "No, not really, I found out something about him, something I never expected." Booth looked at her as she tried to obtain the courage necessary to tell him. "He…Sully is….he….I….he is married, and his wife is pregnant." She stammered out. Booth eyes opened wide and a protective arm encircled Tempe as she fell into him, crying. "I thought he was a good guy Booth. I really did."

Booth nodded. "I know, we all did, Bones." They sat there, she in his arms, until the sun began to set, casting long shadows from the trees onto their bench. "Bones, we should go back to the hotel." Tempe nodded and they rose. Booth gently placed his hand on the small of her back, and she leaned into him, trying to numb the pain that she was feeling on the inside.

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Once they arrived at the hotel, Tempe began gathering her things from Sully's room. "What are you still doing here?" Tempe angrily questioned Sully, who was lying on the bed.

"I was hoping we could talk about it."

Tempe

There is no justifiable reason for what you did to me, and obviously you plan to have a lengthy relationship with your wife in lieu of the conception of your first child."

Sully nodded. "Yes, I do."

Tempe nodded as well. "Well then, there seems to be nothing to talk about Sully. Good bye."

"Bye Tempe, just know that I loved you." Tempe watched as he closed the door. Booth was waiting for him on the other side of the door. "Hey, Booth." Sully said, but before he could do anything else, Booth hit him hard in the face, causing him to hit his head on the wall.

Tempe rushed out. "Booth! What the hell are you doing?"

Booth ignored her question, and instead opened the door and threw him on the bed. "Come on Bones, you are going to spend the night in my room."

Tempe looked panicky around the room. "But Booth, I am not done packing and I really want to-"

Booth silenced her by picking up her things and carrying them one by one to his room. "I don't care Bones; you are not going to be in his room."

Tempe crossed her arms, frustrated. "I will go see if there are any extra rooms available."

Booth smiled. "You do that Bones." He watched her leave, and smiled, he knew there were no other rooms.

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There was a knock on his door. He smiled; he knew she would come around. "Coming…I'm coming." Booth opened the door, leaning on the frame smiling faintly at her.

"What Booth? Are you going to stare at me or let me in?" Tempe said stubbornly. Booth smiled and let her in. "There were no more rooms available." She said.

"Obviously, that's why you are here." Booth said, smirking.

"Well, I get the bed, you sleep on the couch."

"No way! I get the bed."

Tempe smiled and walked towards him until they were inches apart. "Booth, are you sure you want to mess with me right now?"

Booth smiled. Well, yes, but not psychologically. "Of course not, you get the bed." Brennan smiled. "Good, it's settled then."

Booth smiled. "Yes, I guess it is."

(Later that night)

"Booth…Booth are you awake?"

Booth faintly heard her voice through his dream. "Temperance, of course I am here, what kind of cookies did you want? I think I got the wrong flavor."

Tempe shuddered at his use of her nickname, but giggled at his comment. "I asked for lemon crème, but over here Booth, come over here."

"Oh, that's good, I got that and vanilla crème, I knew it had crème in it."

Brennan laughed. "Come here."

Booth jumped with a start. "Bones, did you say something?"

Tempe laughed silently to herself. "No, just come here."

Booth walked over to the bed. "Is something wrong?"

Tempe looked at him, with wide eyes. "No, I just wanted to make sure you were here." Booth smiled, and slid into bed next to her. Tempe tensed. "Booth, I…what are you doing?"

Booth smiled warmly, and pulled her close. "Bones, it's okay to cry. Really, it is okay. Let it out."

Tempe curled up next to him, letting the tears run down her cheeks. "I thought he loved me Booth. This is why I hate relationships, everyone I care about ends up either leaving me or betraying me. I just want one person to stay."

Booth held her tight. "Bones, it's okay. You have Angela, Zach, Cam, Hodgins…" His voice trailed off.

"…and I have you." Tempe looked up at him, her eyes still moist and shining in the moonlight.

Booth smiled at her, as she leaned into him again. "Yes, you have me…" He whispered into her hair. You have me more than anyone ever will.

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yay! that was adorable right? i wish i could cuddle up with booth...yeah...imagining that...r&r or whatever i say at the end of the chapter...