Here's the next chapter, and this is where the nitty gritty stuff starts to happen.

Anyone here read Last Sacrifice? May I just say that that has got to be the best of them all.

I'd really like to thank my readers, those who do review and those who don't, for sticking with this story. I know recently I've really sucked at updating, which I know is incredibly annoying. So thankyou, for your support and suggestions.

On Thursday night I bought two pet fish; my first fish in many, many years. Last night (Sunday), they died :( that has got to be a new record – 3 days. R.I.P Fred and Jeremiah xoxo

On a brighter note, enjoy!

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"So," Booth began, wiping the grease from the car from his hands with an old rag. "About our date..."

Walking over to Tempe, who was laying back against the hood of the old Ford, he admired her long, lean legs shown off by the cute denim shorts she was wearing.

"Yeah? What about our date?" she asked, leaning up onto her elbows.

"Well, I was thinking," he asked, taking her hands and pulling her into a sitting position, "what are you doing Saturday night?"

Tempe thought for a moment, and then said, taunting him with a mischievous grin on her face, "oh sorry, I think I'm busy. I'm pretty sure I had plans to brush my hair on Saturday."

"Ha ha ha," Booth laughed sarcastically. "Really, what are you doing on Saturday night?"

Reaching up behind his neck, Tempe pulled him to her, seeking out his lips with hers. Booth's arms looped around her waist as she wrapped her legs around his middle.

"On Saturday, I plan to do exactly this," she whispered, making him laugh.

"What? Kissing me on the hood of my old truck?"

"More or less. I don't know about the bit with your car, but definitely the kissing part," she said, bringing their lips together again.

"Seeley!" a voice whined from behind them.

Breaking apart, Booth and Tempe turned to find Jared standing a couple of metres away from them; jaw open, looking appalled.

"Do you mind, Jared? I'm kind of a little busy here," Booth said, earning a complaining groan from his little brother.

"Seel! Not in front of me! Ever heard the saying 'get a room'?" Jared grumbled, walking past them to get the mail from the letter box, before retreating to the safety of the house.

"Poor Jared," Tempe mused.

"He'll get over it."

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After spending two and a half hours looking through every item of clothing she owned, Tempe was beyond the point of simply being frustrated. Her single bed was covered in discarded items that she'd tried on and then decided weren't quite right; which was pretty much everything. She needed something for tomorrow night, and as it seemed, she had nothing.

Grabbing her phone and her purse, she decided she would go and visit Angela. Angela was the Queen of fashion and design. She would know what to do.

Ringing the doorbell, Brennan smiled at the familiar woman who greeted her.

"Hey, Mrs Montenegro. Is Angela in?" she asked, as she was invited inside.

"Yeah, of course. I'm pretty sure she was up in her room," Angela's mum said, returning to her ironing.

Tempe loved the Montenegro's house. It was always so warm and welcoming. Angela's influence in the decorating made the house the most colourful and vibrant house she'd ever been in it; but she just loved the craziness of it all. Walking up the stairs and turning right when she got to the top, Tempe knocked on the second door on the left before opening it.

"Hey, Ange. I just dropped by to ask you abou – oh my God, I am so sorry!" she said startled and embarrassed, her hands quickly moving to cover her eyes.

Tempe had not expected to walk in on that any more than Angela expected someone to walk in on it. Tempe had not expected to walk into her friend's room to find her friend lying on her queen-sized bed giving playful kissing to a topless Jack Hodgins – science was going to be very awkward next week. In the shock of being caught out, Jack had fallen off the edge of the bed and now sat rubbing his shoulder. Angela, always very open with everyone about everything, just stayed on her bed, biting her lip as she giggled quietly at the situation.

"Hey, Tempe, how's it going?" she said relaxed.

"Uh, great. I just needed your, um, opinion," she said, trying to word it correctly with Jack in the room.

"Sure, Sweetie. Hold on just a moment..."

"It's cool, I'll head downstairs and get a lemonade or something," Hodgins stepped in, redressing as he got to his feet.

"Aw, thanks baby," Ange said, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. Just before he left the room, she added, "we'll get back to that later." Turning back to Tempe, Ange asked, "so, what expertise of mine do you need?"

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"Shrimp!" Pops called as Booth walked passed the kitchen. "You brush up pretty well, and I'm sure Temperance will think the same."

Looking down at his outfit, Booth smiled, before saying goodbye and leaving the house. Saturday had arrived. He had actually ironed his dress pants and the only proper shirt he owned. He'd booked a table at the restaurant down at the pier, which he knew Tempe loved.

Organising to meet at 7, Booth arrived at 6:45, not wanting to rock up late. He sat at their small hideaway table for what felt like ages, waiting for her to arrive. Glancing at the clock on the wall, he realised it had been ages. It was 8:42. Taking out his phone, he tried her mobile; no answer. He then tried her home phone; no answer. Maybe she wasn't at home anymore because she was on the way here, uncharacteristically running late. He thought he'd wait it out a little longer, knowing she was probably just running late from nerves; he knew the feeling.

He waited, and waited. He waited to the point that the waitresses told him he needed to either order something or leave. He chose the latter.

What he thought was going to be the most amazing night, had turned out to be him walking home in his best clothes, completely alone. She had stood him up.

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I'm sorry. So, so sorry for leaving it at this. But I can't help myself.

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Em xXxXxxx