"Booth!" Brennan yelled as she practically ran out her office door.
He turned, "What Bones," he asked.
"Booth, I-, I need to talk to you," she said, "Can we go finish our coffee or something."
Booth wasn't sure what to expect. "Sure," he said.
Brennan flirtily grabbed his hand, something she definitely wasn't used to doing, and walked with him out the Jeffersonian.
They sat on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial instead because it had gotten dark out and the coffee cart had closed.
"So Bones, what did you…" Booth started to ask.
"Booth. I've been thinking," Brennan said promptly, staring directly into his eyes.
Booth started to get excited, but he didn't know what to expect, he had gotten his hopes up before. He just let her talk.
"Booth, I've been thinking. I've been let down by a lot of people in my life. I've been abandoned, and I've just never really known how… how someone could love me. But you've always been there for me. I've never really been able to process this thought, but I've finally been able to conclude…that…that I…" it was difficult for her to finish this, but she boldly said, "I love you Booth. I just hope I'm not too late."
Booth was grinning ear to ear. "Bones," he whispered as he got closer to her, "It'd never be too late. I couldn't get over you." He moved in slowly, and gently kissed her on the lips. "I love you," he said.
A tear fell down Brennan's cheek. She wanted to kiss him again, but more so she wanted him to hold her, hold her close and never let her go. She snuggled closely in his arms, wanting to freeze that moment forever.