So, it's one of those days where I want to write but I don't know what about. So I looked around for inspiration and here's what I came up with. (I'm watching House right now, so sickness was on my mind. LOL)

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Temperance Brennan sat on her couch, staring at the wall. She was fighting consciousness; her body was tired from fighting a virus and working for thirty hours straight. As she was about to drift off to sleep, there was a knock at her door. Groaning, she got up and staggered towards it. When she opened it, she saw her partner standing in the hall.

"Hey, Booth…" she greeted drowsily.

"Hey, Bones…you ok?" he asked. Booth noticed the dark circles beneath her crystal blue eyes and that she was leaning heavily on the doorframe.

"Yeah…yeah, I'm fine." She offered a weak smile and stepped away from the door so he could enter.

"Ok, cause you look like you're not feeling that well." He said, turning around. "Bones?"

Brennan was swaying where she stood, her hand resting on her head. With a sharp intake of air, she fell forwards.

Booth immediately reached out and caught her. "Bones? Temperance?" he asked, cradling her in his arms. When she didn't respond, he carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed.

Booth ran his hand over her forehead, pushing a strand of hair out of her face and feeling for her fever at the same time. She was burning up.

Just about that time, she moaned, and opened her eyes.

"Booth…?" she asked weakly.

"Shh…Temperance, it's ok. I'm here."

At the sound of her first name drawn from his lips, she shivered slightly.

"Do you want some Tylenol?" Booth asked softly, caressing her cheek. She nodded in answer and he made his way into her bathroom. After a couple minutes of rummaging through her medicine cabinet, he found a bottle of painkillers.

"Here, Bones. Take these." He told her, handing her two tablets and a glass of water. Brennan obeyed and swallowed the pills with a gulp of water.

"Thanks, Booth." She said, turning over so she was lying on her stomach. He set the glass aside and rubbed circles on her back. She sighed with content as she drifted off to sleep…

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The next morning, Temperance awoke in her partner's arms. Shifting slightly so she could see his face, she placed a kiss on his cheek. Booth opened his eyes and flashed her a warm charm smile.

"What was that for?" he asked, brushing her cheek with his fingers.

"A gesture of thanks. In some cultures, they--"

His lips silenced her. The kiss was short and sweet, a reassurance that he would always be there for her. When he pulled away, she gazed into his chocolate eyes and saw the emotion swirling inside them.

"I love you." She whispered.

He smiled again and pulled her closer. "I love you too, Tempe."

She snuggled closer. Brennan felt the fever return, but she knew that this time it was not from the virus…

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