I am so tired and I can't get back to sleep, so here I am, at 3.10 in the morning, writing this. Hmmm maybe I'll update 'Excuses Excuses' while I'm here.

Sorry it took a while to update, but here it is anyway.

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Brennan clenched her fists by her sides and used all the strength she had to not run back into the change room. She could feel Booth's eyes on her, raking her up and down.

"Tempe what are you doing here?" Sully asked.

"Didn't get the invitation yet?" Brennan asked in a tight voice.

"Invitation to what?" Her ex-boyfriend inquired.

"Tell him cupcake" she looked over at Booth for help.

"Oh no, why don't you tell him?" Booth questioned smiling smugly.

"Because you are his friend so you should tell him."

"You're his ex, so you should tell him." He threw back.

"Would someone just tell me what is going on?" Sully all but yelled.

"Me and Temperance…we're…we're getting married." Booth told him.

"C'mon, I'm not that stupid!" Sully shook his head "I mean seriously...you two?"

"Yes, us two. Me and Tempe, Tempe and me, both of us together as happy as can be." Booth joked, smiling and laughing at his own joke.

"I can see that this is just a fling." Sully turned to Brennan and smiled at her.

"When you can't stop thinking about somebody when they're not around, that's not a fling" she threw his own words back at him "when you remember their touch like they're right next to you, that's not a fling. What we have" she indicated between herself and Booth "is not a fling Sully."

"Coming from the woman who said that she will always be alone."

"I am in love with him Sully!" Brennan yelled, losing her temper "and no matter how hard you try to convince yourself otherwise, I always will be."

"Tempe, there's no need to get worked up about it. I'm just saying that it's a bit odd that you guys used to hate each other, always fighting and arguing, but now you're getting married."

"Maybe I was always in love with him" she said looking over at Booth, who was trying to keep in a laugh. Her palms went sweaty, her stomach flipped, her heart raced, her knees went weak.

"Tempe are you ok?" Booth ran up to her and held her around the waist "you're pale."

"Yes, I'm fine" Brennan told him, brushing him off "I'm going to get changed." She turned on her heel and stormed into the change room.

"Well" Booth clapped his hands together and turned to Sully "that didn't go as well as I expected."

"Don't pull that shit on me" Sully waved a hand in the air "your marrying Temperance?"

"Yeah" he nodded. Sully didn't need to know that it was only undercover, that was just a minor detail.

"And you really love her?"

"Of course I do. Sully I wouldn't be marrying her if I didn't love her" Booth said, slightly offended that this man had dared to suggest that he didn't love his Bones.

"You didn't get her pregnant did you?"

"Just shut up Sully!" He yelled "you waltz in here, basically tell my fiancé that she doesn't love me, then you have the nerve to ask me if I love her?" Booth stood nose to nose with Sully and glared at him "did you really think that you could come back after you left her, and expect that she had waited for you? Did you really think that she wouldn't move on? That you had made such an impact on her life that she would never get over you? She will never leave me for you, got it?"

"I never thought that she would leave you." Sully pushed Booth on the shoulders. "Because I never thought she would be with you."

"Don't start a fight with me Sully, not in a bridal wear store."

"You're so chicken shit you won't even fight for your girl."

"I don't need to fight for her because she's already mine." Booth spat "and I wouldn't go around calling her 'my girl'. She doesn't like that."

As soon as Brennan entered the change room, she saw the worried and concerned expression on Margaret's face.

"What happened out there?" She asked, moving to stand in front of Brennan. When she didn't answer and merely stood frozen to the spot, a blank look on her face, Margaret gently pushed her shoulders and steered her to a chair. "Sit."

"I don't know what just happened." Brennan shook her head slowly, still trying to comprehend what she had said "that was not very rational."

"Love isn't rational."

"I don't know if I'm doing it right! I don't know if I'm treating him right! I think I might be losing my chance" she cried hysterically. Why am I so crazy? It must be the bridal store, yes the bridal store, and the lack of sleep, lack of food, lack of sex…

"You can't learn how to love Temperance" Margaret told her, giving her a slightly mothering look. "There isn't any formula or method. You learn to love by loving."

"Aldous Leonard Huxley" Brennan said, immediately recognising the quote as being one that Angela told her over and over again.

"Don't let that man of yours go. You hold him tight and you show him that you love him in whatever way you can. Say goodnight to him every evening, make him a coffee every morning, jump in the shower with him. It doesn't matter what you do, because I can see that he knows that you love him."

"Really? Are you sure?" Brennan asked was I that obvious…I thought I was being subtle.

"Really" Margaret assured her "now are you going to tell me who that bloke is who was trying to ruin this lovely couple?"

"So let me get this straight" Margaret lent forward and rested her elbows on her knees "that guy out there, Sully, left you to sail around the world."

"Well, no he asked me to come with him" Brennan said.

"But you didn't go with him, because of your man. Gotcha."

"No, I didn't go because I wasn't ready to spend a year without a purpose."

"You just keep telling yourself that."

"Were you waiting for me to leave her? Is that why you didn't make your move? Because you wanted her to be hurt and feel like she needed someone? Is that why you waited so long?" Sully asked, pushing Booth in the chest. He held his ground and narrowed his eyes at his former co-worker.

"No. Stop trying to pick a fight with me Sully" he leant in and whispered "I got 2 guns, and you got nothing."

"Is that a threat?"

"No, this is a threat" Brennan was standing behind Sully, back in her normal clothes, her hands on her hips and a murderous look in her eyes. "If you even dare to hurt him, I swear, I will let him mutilate your body so badly, that not even I will be able to identify your remains. Do you understand me Sully?"

"Yeah I understand you Tempe" Sully patted Booth on the shoulder "can't even fight your own fight Boo-"

"No, he wants to fight you, because he knows that he will win" Brennan cut in before Sully could finish saying 'Booth.' "But he knows that is he hurts you, he will also be hurting me. And he would never do that." Unlike you she added in her head. "I would like to leave now." She said, turning to Booth.

"Sure" Booth walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders "do you want me to carry the bag?"

"No, I am quite capable of carrying the bag myself." She argued, gripping the handle tightly. "You can be quite possessive."

Hurrying in front of Booth, Brennan pushed the door open and waited for him to walk through.

"I'm supposed to hold the door open for you, not the other way round!" He joked, pushing her through before him.

The last thing that Sully heard Brennan say was "sexist" before she slapped him in the arm playfully.

Completely rooted to the spot in shock, Sully stared at the couple, wide eyed.

What the hell just happened?

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