Hello there! I want to thank you ALL for your great comments so far! I hope you all are really enjoying this story as much as I am enjoying writing it. Someone mentioned that in the first chapter I might have went overboard with the whole thing with Booth's father, well I know someone that, that happened to when I was high school. It inspired me to write about it, and not only that, someone else also commented that it was a great back story for Jared's drinking. That was what I was driving for, so I'm glad someone caught onto that. ;] Anyhow, not much action on this chapter, but its ALL BB, Baby! xo.

Chapter: 2;

In time;

"You sure your alright to drive Booth?" Bones asked before he could close the passenger door for her. He leaned against the open door from the inside and looked down at his beautiful partner, with her arm in a sling and a somewhat venerable look on her face.

Booth just sighed and nodded his head, "I'm fine, Bones. I promise." With that he closed the door and walked around to the other side. He slipped his seat belt on and watched her struggle to put her own on, he could hear her whimper as she reached over to grab the strap, "I'll get it," he said softly as he reached over to her side and grabbed the strap. He turned is head so his eyes could meet hers, it was then he realized the close proximity between them. He could smell her sweet breath, it smelt like wine and his birthday cake.

Bones could hear him swallow as she looked him in the eyes. This would usually be the point where she yelled at him and said that she could manage her seatbelt by herself that she didn't need his help. But she wasn't in the mood to argue over something so petty and the night had been a rough one for him. Everyone had left the bar a little over forty minutes ago. They stayed behind to help clean up and talk some more. Booth didn't mention much about his childhood again; he referred to a few things but never went into a full blown conversation like he did outside.

Temperance was ok with that too. She wasn't going to pry information out of him, she knew it had to be hard to talk about and knew that in time he would tell her more when he was ready. She finally blinked a few times seeing that his face was still in front of hers, he had done nothing to move. Was he expecting a kiss from her? Not that she would mind… wait! Why wouldn't you mind Temperance? He's your partner, your best friend. The man you love… THE MAN I LOVE! Her mind was spinning, she had to find a way to get him to pull back, she wasn't ready for this.

Her heart and mind weren't ready to think illogically about love and feelings, not after everything going on tonight. She opened her mouth to speak when she watched him move back to his own seat after buckling her in. Booth saw that she may have been a little uncomfortable in the position they were in and what the hell was he doing? Why did he get that close to her? He knew why, it was why he always got close to her in any situation he could; it was because he was in love with her. He was in love with his partner, his best friend, the woman that drove him insane so much that sometimes he wanted to go on some random shooting rampage and it wasn't always a good thing.

But he knew that he would never… could never have feelings like this again. Not about anyone. Just Bones. His Bones. He sighed and started up the SUV, they didn't talk during the ride back to her apartment, it wasn't an uncomfortable silent's or anything, it was relaxing. The silent's spoke for itself, they were dancing around things that needed to be said. Things that should have been brought up years ago, but neither of them were too afraid to say anything to one another.

/X/X/X/

Booth helped her out of the car and carried her bag for her, although she gave him a disapproving look, that she could do it on her own, she didn't argue. Booth walked down the hall towards her apartment with her and watched as she fumbled with one hand to open the door with her key. He wasn't going to offer help to her, he knew better then to do that now. She flipped the light on when they walked in and Booth walked over and placed her bag on her couch. She dropped her keys on the coffee table next to the door and turned to look at him.

It was late by this point, a little after eleven and they both had to be up for work early in the morning. Booth looked around her apartment almost as if he were nervous, which was odd because he had been inside her apartment many times before. He clapped his hands together and started to walk towards her, "I should go, it's getting late," he said with a faint smile standing in front of her. Brennan wasn't ready for him to leave yet. She found herself frowning at his words as she looked up at him. She didn't truly realize that she was frowning until he tilted his head to the side giving her a questionable look. "Bones? What's the matter?" he asked her softly.

She shook her head and closed her eyes for a brief moment to clear her thoughts, "Nothing. Its nothing, let me make you some coffee Booth. You shouldn't be driving, it's late and you did have a lot to drink at the bar," she blurted out walking past him towards her kitchen before they could get any closer. She didn't wait for his response she just started to make the coffee. She stood there in the kitchen for a moment and turned around seeing that he didn't follow her. Then she knew she must have hurt his feelings or something when she mentioned how much he had to drink at the bar.

She mentally scolded herself for not thinking before speaking as she slowly walked back towards her living room. She didn't see him at first then saw his back to her as he appeared to be looking at one of her pictures she had framed on her bookshelf. She walked to him and stood beside him seeing what he was looking at, next to the picture of her and Russ from when they were children, there was a picture of her and Booth from a few months ago. It was taken at the park that he had taken Parker too. Bones had met up with him one day after they came back from London. Booth wanted to spend some time with his son and asked if she would like to meet them up there for lunch.

She was brought back to reality when he turned to her taking the picture off the shelf. "What made you keep this?" he asked her almost silently while the pad of his thumb gently rolled over the glass frame of the picture. He looked down at it then back to her again with a faint smile.

She smiled back at him and tilted her head to glance at it over his arm, "It's a good picture, Booth." She smiled at him with her simple and true statement. She watched as he nodded his head and agreed with her without saying anything. Booth realized that she had a few pictured placed on her bookshelf, most of the few were pictures from when she was a child with Russ and there was even two of them with her and her mother. Pictures of her family. Booth smiled looking at all of them before placing the picture back on the self.

"These are all good pictures, Bones. But why is this one up here with your family pictures and not over by the ones of you and your squints?" he asked her curiously while turning to face her fully this time.

If Brennan didn't know any better she could have swore that he was blushing right now? She was a bit flushed herself now that he asked, honestly Bones never really thought about it. It just felt right to put his picture up with her family pictures. As much as she tried to convince herself that she didn't have feelings for him, that she didn't love him, it was all true. She knew in the back of her mind that she did and it was something she hoped she would never have to admit. At least not now anyhow. "The picture fits here," she said proudly. "Although I once believed that there was only one kind of family, y –you showed me different," she said almost quietly.

Booth's eyes widened when she said that, he knew sometimes the things he told her may have went in one ear and out the other, but maybe he was wrong? All the things she had said to him tonight were things he would have said to her. It was like he was Bones tonight and she was him. It wasn't supposed to be this way, but Booth loved it. Booth loved that someone cared enough about him to show him that he wasn't just some loser and that he mattered. To her anyhow and right now that was all that mattered to him.

Bones could smell the coffee in the air and knew that it was done brewing. She swallowed hard and looked up at Booth seeing the look on his face; he was shocked and happy at the same time. Yet again Temperance turned away from him to avoid any type of tension that could be caused by the closeness of their bodies. Although it was constantly there with them, she knew this would relief some of it. "Coffee's done," she called out from the kitchen hearing the padding of his shoes come closer.

She reached up with her good arm and grabbed two cups before setting them down and pouring the coffee into both. She sighed and turned around to find him smiling at her as he sat down in the chair at her table. She smiled at him and handed him his cup before retrieving her own and sitting next to him. Booth sipped on his coffee and hugged the cup with his hands looking ahead of him at all her artifacts she had placed on shelves around her house. He chuckled lightly and looked at her, she was watching him. "What?" he said silently with a light side smile.

"I'm sorry Booth. For what I said earlier, about you having too much to drink. I didn't mean it that way, I just meant that -,"

Booth reached over and touched her arm softly, his fingers gently grazing her exposed skin on her forearm. "It's ok, Bones." He smiled at her and patted her arm watching her eyes fall to where his hand was. He saw a smile graze across her lips before he slowly moved his hand back.

/X/X/X/

After about an hour they had moved their conversation and their selves to the couch in her living room. Nothing about his childhood came again, just small talk about cases and whatnot was brought up. Booth watched as Bones tried to stiffen a yawn, he smiled at her and leaned up off the couch to stretch out a little. "I should probably go, its almost one," he said softly looking at her as she rose from the couch.

A frown appeared on her face again, even though they spent a lot of time together, it still wasn't enough. She loved having his company. She nodded to him and walked slowly with him towards the door. "What are you doing for Thanksgiving, Booth?" Bones asked out of the blue.

Seeley stopped walking as they got midway to the door and turned to face her. He titled his head to the side a little and smiled at her. "Well Parker's with Rebecca this year for Thanksgiving, so I'll probably just sit at home make me one of those Hungry Man meals and watch football," he seemed content with what he was doing, but it didn't seem to bring a smile to her face at all. If anything her frown deepened.

"So you'll be alone?" she asked softly while her eyebrows furrowed together, "What about your brother?"

Booth sighed and shook his head, "What about him, Bones?" he shrugged a little and brought his hand up to rub over his face some.

Bones left it at that, she knew that he didn't want to talk about Jared right now and she was fine with that. They started to walk a little more before he started to reach for the door handle she stopped his arm and pulled him back to look at her. "Come here for Thanksgiving then," she whispered looking up into his dark hues. "Have dinner with me." Her eyes and voice were almost pleading.

Booth let a gentle smile paint across his face, "You sure Bones?"

"Of course, Booth. I wouldn't have invited you if I didn't want you to come. Its just going to be me and my dad."

Booth stood there thinking about it for a moment. Having Thanksgiving dinner with Bones would be great, but with Max? He wasn't so sure about that, then again he wouldn't be coming for him; he'd be coming for her. Booth nodded his head with a light smile again, "Alright." He simply said before turning to the door again. He stopped himself and turned to face her again; she looked up at him and wondered what was wrong. Before she could ask anything she felt him pull her into a hug.

She smiled and wrapped her arm around his waist feeling him squeeze her body gently, not enough to hurt her or her injured arm. She felt his breath against her ear, "Thank you, Bones. For everything," he whispered pulling back to meet her gaze.

"I didn't do anything, Booth," she said softly to him. Really she didn't. She just talked to him, what did she do?

Booth shook his head and sighed. He moved his hands to her cheeks, cupping her face. Bones found herself slightly uncomfortable, yet excited. No she wasn't uncomfortable, maybe she should be but she wasn't. Her breath hitched for a moment watching his face come closer to her own, a little closer then in the car when he went to help her with her seatbelt. Booth wanted to tell her everything at that moment, how much she really did help him. How much her words meant, how much it meant for her to be there for him, how much she meant to him.

He couldn't do it though, great just chicken out… again, Seeley. Booth sighed and looked her in the eyes; his face came in like he was going to kiss her. When Bones realized what he was about to maybe do she opened her mouth to say something then felt his lips touch her forehead. They lingered there for a moment before he pulled away, "In time, Bones," he whispered dropping one hand, "In time," he dropped the other looking at her for a brief moment, you couldn't even kiss her he mentally scolded himself before making his way out of her apartment.

Bones was left standing in front of her door breathless. What was in time? She didn't understand? What did that mean?

Chapter: 3 is coming SOON! NOTE; Chapter: 3 will be the start of some of the Spoilers for up coming episodes. ;D Commenty Goodness would be nice! Thank you!!! xoxox.