Oh my gosh, you guys are awesome. The reviews are just- *sigh* you are just amazing. The last few chapters were really a big hit. I loved logging back in after being gone all day and seeing the awesome reviews you left. Honestly, I would continue doing this with or without reviews, but the feeling I get when I see them is just so. . .how would Angela say it, fabulousticulous! You all deserve another chapter! Granted it's short, but it's fluff and all B&B.

To the person who asked what A/N means, it's just a shorter way of saying Author's Note. Same diff. Also, heads up, there will be another Group!Fic with the gang and an Intern or two coming up! It's not going to be a two-parter, but it's kinda long and just laughs and fun for everyone.

Anyways, you guys rule, keep it chill. We've only got just over twenty days until the premiere! Try not to lose your heads, Boneo-Goers!

For this chapter, we must go back in time. . .months before The Whole in the Heart and The Change in the Game had our jaws dropping. . . . .

Disclaimer: Look up to the skies! Is it a bird, is it a plane? No! It's the contract for Bones signed by Hart Hanson!

Blackout in the Blizzard

Takes place after fade-to-black in 6x16, The Blackout in the Blizzard. (Afterstory)

He cleared the table while she shrugged on her coat and scarf. She stopped along the way to eat leftover popcorn from the bowls. He put the beer bottles next to the garbage, a reminder to later recycle them at the market. There was a pause as the two of them stood there in the kitchen, Booth leaning on the counter, Brennan holding her coat around her.

They'd actually set dates for when they'd be together; for when they wanted to be together. They both wanted this relationship. Possibilities ran through her head.

What his words meant to her – as she'd read through the metaphorical lines – was that he wanted to be with her and that he would, some day. Some day soon. And until that day came, he – neither of them – would be dating or seeing anyone else. That was big. She still couldn't believe it. It was like they were already in the relationship; they'd already dedicated themselves to the other. It meant more than she could comprehend or even put into words at the moment.

"Ah, so I'd better be going. I have to get up early tomorrow for documentation." Brennan broke the silence, stepping around the proverbial elephant in the room.

"Right, right. I'm sure Wendell will enjoy a nice shower when he gets home, if the power comes back on. Did you see him earlier?" It was clear they were both avoiding everything they'd previously discussed, but neither felt the (unwanted) need to point it out.

"I did. He was very," she laughed. "very blue. I suppose that had something to do with the dye they tried to use first."

"Yeah. Booth looked down., suddenly finding his shoes very interesting.

Brennan sighed, closing her eyes to calm herself. She knew she'd have to bring up what they avoided first, he didn't look like he wanted to. "I, uhm, I mean what I said, Booth." She opened her eyes, locking onto his perfectly. She cleared her throat. "After we burned the papers. Everything." That sounded, for lack of a better word, lame. Even to her. "Does that make any sense?"

He smiled at her; she wished he'd stop. The way he looked at her, combined with the smile, it struck a light in her that made her feel good, warm, inside. Made her feel, dare she pinpoint it as such, loved.

"Yeah, it made sense, Bones."

She laughed, holding up her cell phone and shaking it at him. "If you need me, Booth." Walking past him she brushed his arm.

I'll always need you. Hadn't he said that before? Something along those lines, right? The words sounded so familiar, had they ever really come out of his mouth? Surely that couldn't have been his exact wording. Wait, he didn't even say goodbye yet. Not properly.

"Hey Bones, wait," he caught her just as she had her hand on the door.

Brennan turned, confused. "Yes?"

"I, uh, you just leavin' like that? I mean," Great, now he made a fool of himself. What do you want, Seeley!?

She looked at him a moment longer, gathering what he could possibly be talking about. Yes she was leaving, of course she was, she didn't live here. Then it clicked, like the last piece of a puzzle. "Oh." Was all she said. She felt awkward, but she didn't know why.

She walked the short steps to shorten the distance between them, and without properly thinking put her arms around him. One over his shoulder, the other over his arm. It took him just a second to respond, returning the warm hug.

Brennan relaxed, resting her head on his shoulder as he engulfed her in his arms. He lightened the moment with a comment.

"See how fast you got that?"

She breathed a laugh over his shoulder, shaking her head.

"I'm serious, even through rambling-"

"I am quite intelligent, you seem to forget." She interrupted, pulling away and looking at him with an accusing eye. "And I have learned to adapt." Then, defying all her logic and going against the voice in her head – which was, understandably, telling her to be getting home at this late hour – she kissed his cheek. Softly but with meaning. She decided to go with it and act like it was purposeful. "So I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

Booth saw right through her, playing along. "Yeah, yeah. We'll grab lunch at the Diner."

"Alright then." With that she grabbed the knob and was out the door, leaving her partner with a river of thoughts.

I realize that most of these so far are all in Season 6 or take place after Season 6, and I promise I do go beyond that. Hah, I actually didn't realize I'd had so many ideas for the five months in between Season 6 and Season 7. But like I said, I have an idea and I just write it out.