Sorry for not updating sooner, but I was sick and my computer broke down – it still isn't fixed, so it might take more than a week to post the next chapter too :-/ By the way, I loved the latest episode! A big thanks to Boneslover10 for help!

Here it goes:

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"You didn't just kiss out of nowhere. That doesn't just happen." Hannah stated.

"No… it doesn't." Booth said sadly.

Now she looked worried. I thought she was going to burst out in tears.

"You'll find out about it soon, but not from us…" Dr. Brennan stated.

Okay, now I am totally confused! Who is Blondie going to hear it from? I don't really care as long as I hear what it is!

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Poor Blondie!

"I don't understand," Hannah shook her head. "From whom will I find out about it then?"

"Remember last night, when I told you that Sweets has written a book about partnerships and that Bones and I are in that book?" he asked and his girlfriend nodded.

"We're actually a rather big part of it."

"How big?"

Dr. Brennan jumped in: "Well, the whole book is about us. Sweets thought it would be interesting to write about our relationship – apparently it is… was unique."

"It still is, Bones." Agent Booth mumbled, obviously shocked and worried about her using past tense.

"People would read that kind of a book? Pages and pages describing partnership?" Hannah laughed nervously.

Of course; a book about those two has to be a freaking love story!

"I don't understand why people read books about psychology in general, unless it's out of curiosity – psychology is not a valid science. Although, I must admit, it was an enjoyable read, probably because some of the things Booth and I went through are interesting." Dr. Brennan reasoned.

"What are the things you went through together?" Hannah asked; seeming a little bit scared of the answer she was about to hear.

"We had many interesting cases; murders based on my book, we were in Vegas undercover, Los Angeles, there were serial killers, we had to join the circus undercover, we had to go to my high school reunion because a body was found around there…., oh and Booth had a stalker…" her voice turned sad. "But I guess he already told you about Pam."

"No he hasn't," Hannah shot Agent Booth a death glare. "Seeley hasn't told me a lot of things, obviously."

A few moments of silence followed.

"Would you be so kind and enlighten me?" Hannah asked in a sarcastic tone.

"I don't like to talk about Pam; she was a horrible person and she wanted to shoot me." Brennan's voice was full of horror, which Hannah recognized and kindly said: "Good thing she didn't!" A tear slipped down the Doctor's cheek, so Booth held her hand under the table and they shared a quick look.

"She did shoot me," He said quietly.

"So, that scar on your chest? How come she shot you, I thought she wanted to kill her?" Hannah asked pointing to Dr. Brennan suspiciously.

"Booth saved my life. I said before - we're even."

"Right…"

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Agent Booth's phone broke the silence.

"Agent Booth," he answered. "Yeah, we'll be there, thanks! We have a suspect, Bones."

Hannah took a deep breath, most likely disappointed that her information collecting was over for the time being.

"Just one more question…" She thought for a moment. "Is this book the reason you two were seeing a psychiatrist, together?"

"Yes. Well, at first that wasn't the reason. Booth had to see a physiologist for shooting a clown off an ice cream truck. It was fake, of course. He took me with him a few times. Later, the FBI sent us for physiological evaluations of our effectiveness as a team. Unfortunately Gordon Gordon Wyatt – our first doctor – retired, so we got Sweets. After my father's murder trial, he asked us if we could keep coming to couple's therapy so he could do a research for his book and in return, he does profiles for us."

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He checked his watch: "We should really go now… See you at home, Hannah?" She nodded as Booth and Dr. Brennan stood up.

They left and the girlfriend sat alone, looking sad and confused.

I looked around the Diner. It was pretty much empty, so I went to Hannah's table and asked if it was okay to sit down.

"So, I couldn't help but overhear parts of your conversation with Dr. Brennan and Agent Booth…"

She smiled knowingly. "Of course you couldn't… So, I guess they're your regular costumers?"

"Yes, they've been coming here for many years now. Except, of course, when they went separate ways…"

Blondie got a curious look in her eyes.

"About that… do you know the reason why Temperance left for that dig and Booth for Afghanistan?"

"Trouble in Paradise, I guess… Probably their therapist would know more about it."

"Trouble in Paradise? They told me, they were never 'more than friends'! Was that a lie?"

"I'm quite sure Agent Booth doesn't lie about such things… intentionally…"

Hannah looked at me with her brows lifted.

"What do you mean by intentionally?"

I took a deep breath.

"Well, I believe they were never friends with benefits, or however young people call that nowadays. But they are best friends. They trust each other more than I will probably ever trust anyone in my life. That means that Booth trusts Temperance more than anyone in the world, including you."

She looked down into her palms.

"Now, if I were you, I'd want to be the person my boyfriend tells everything to. Those things they counted on before they left; the stalker, all their undercover works… That's just a small part of those seven years they've known each other. It's impossible for you to know about everything that has gone on between them. Two people that share such large and important parts of their lives are meant to be together forever."

Blondie looked like she was about to tear up. I guess we couldn't blame her, could we?

"So, are you telling me that I should leave him? Just because you think so?"

"I believe I'm not the only one that wants those two together and believes that together would lead to forever… They have been in love with each other for years, without even noticing it… until it was too late. You are a very likable person, but whoever knows them, will tell you what I'm saying. Angela, Temperance's father, that prosecutor, Camille, the squinterns, and Dr. Sweets… Earlier I heard he wrote that book? Maybe you should go talk to him…"

The poor thing nodded, took her bag and coat and stood up. I felt so sorry for her.

"Lunch is on the house!"

"Thank you," she mumbled and left.

I am really starting to feel bad for little Blondie, but the heart wants what the heart choices and Agent Booth and Dr. Brennan's hearts have always chosen each others.

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Thanks for reading, let me know what you think! I might not update soon :-/ I'm going to my grandmother's and she doesn't have Word, so if I don't write anything in advance, I wont post while there during school holidays :(

~K