Author's Note:Okay, this chapter is kind of cute, I think. The end might not be what you were expecting, but it get's better, don't worry.
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Booth took a deep breath in. He turned the ignition on, but didn't hit the gas. He knew what he wanted to say, but didn't know how to say it. He had too many questions in his head. What am I going to say? How will she respond? What does this mean for our partnership? What happens if it doesn't work out? He had so many questions and no answers. He had multiple situations for each question, but no direct answer. He could come right out and say 'Bones, I'm in love with you.', but that might be too straight out. He could casually bring it into the conversation that went something like 'Sweets and I had a discussion today. He think I have feelings for you.' Then she would talk and he would end up asking, 'Do YOU think I have feelings for you, because I think I might…' There were also some other options, but he still couldn't decide on which one. He would just have to go with the flow.
Booth put the SUV in drive and pulled out of the parking lot. He was about to pull out when he remembered the other questions. How would she respond was one of the most important ones. She could say she loved him back, and they could start dating and all would be wonderful. Or she could say she wasn't sure and he would be tortured for the time it took her to figure it out. She could not say anything and just go on like he had said nothing, which would be bad. Or, she could do the worst thing possible. She could tell him to leave and then block him out of her life forever. Booth shuddered at the thought of the last one. He couldn't imagine how horrible life would be without Bones. He would be boneless. His Bones would be gone so he wouldn't be able to walk or stand or live, for that matter. Without Bones, he would, in two ways, feel boneless.
There was a honk from behind him and he jumped out of his daydream. He pulled out of the parking lot and made his way to the diner.
She was at their normal table drinking a coffee. He stared at her through the window before opening the door. As soon as the bell above the door dung, Bones looked up. When she saw Booth, she smiled and waved him over. Booth took a deep breath in and went to sit next to her.
"What can I get you two today?" The waitress hadn't even given him time to take off his coat before she came over and refilled Bones' coffee mug.
"Um, apple pie is good for me." Booth's voice shook from nervousness.
"I'm good with this, thanks." Bones smiled.
"You don't want pie, Bones?" Booth shot her one of his giant grins.
"I don't think so, Booth."
The waitress smiled at them both and walked away.
Bones took another sip of her coffee. "Bones," Booth started, "I need to tell you something."
Bones looked up, a confused look on her face. "What's up?"
"Look, Bones, um, okay. You have to promise to keep an open mind, alright?"
Bones shook her head. "I had therapy with Sweets today."
"Yes, Booth, I knew that. Keep going."
"I know you know that Bones. That's not the point. I'm trying to lead up to it, okay? Now stop interrupting before I gain my sanity back and decide not to tell you."
Bones shook her head, surprised at his snappiness.
"We started talking… about you. He thinks…" He took a deep breath. "He uh, thinks that, maybe, I might um, might have, feelings for you. And I think he might be right." He tried to see her expression, but he didn't dare to look up at her. "And I um, I, uh, I think you might, just maybe, feel the same way?" He took a deep breath in, hopeful.
Brennan was shocked. Not only had she just heard that her partner and best friend loved her, but also that he thought she might feel the same way about him. It was too much to take in. She thought of the best answer possible.
"I don't think so, Booth." And with that she got up and walked out the door, leaving Booth speechless.
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