I've come to the final chapter. It's a bit shorter than the previous ones but quite intense. I've had a great time planning this story and I really hope you have too reading it. I still don't understand why I get so very few reviews. I feel like going on a blind date.

A/N: I've started my own Alphabet: a Castle/Bones crossover I'm going to post here and in their respective sections.

I do not own Bones but thanks Hart Hanson for creating such amazing characters.

CHAPTER 5

It was getting dark outside and the flickering flames in the fireplace seemed to dance before they flew up through the chimney.

Naked, enveloped by a woolen blanket, they offered their still freezing bodies to the warmth of the fire in the living room. Booth held her close to himself rubbing her arms and shoulders. She simply moaned in response to his gentle strokes, letting herself go completely, unable to break the spell between them.

They sat in silence for a long moment, breathing in the scent of each other's skin now mixed with the salt of the sea water.

As her brain took control of her emotions again and she lifted up her chin to look at him.

"Hey, how are you?" he asked giving her a tender smile.

"Better. You've made a nice fire, Booth."

"Thanks Bones. Pops taught me when I was a kid – he said his mind drifting back in time – we used to spend quite a few winter nights by the fireplace... and he would tell me the most incredible stories which I obviously drank in, you know how kids are? She nodded at his words. "It was great, I owe him so much..."

"He's a very good man, Booth. And he's so proud of you... he knows you have grown up to be a very good man... and an extraordinary father as well."

Him being a good father, among all the compliments she paid him, was the one that always moved him the most.

"Parker is a very lucky boy to have you."

"Temperance..." - he whispered touched by her words, fighting back the tears – I can't tell you how lucky I feel to have you. You used to say you were incapable of love, that the heart is just a muscle, that feelings have nothing to do with it, but... believe me... your heart muscle is much bigger than you give yourself credit for. I will never thank you enough for this amazing weekend together. You have made me so very happy."

"I... what I intended to do... it was..." - Oh why is it still so difficult to find the right words? - she thought – I have to do this right.

So she took a deep breath and went on, never losing eye contact with him.

"This weekend, all the amazing things we have had together... I really meant them to be, but..."

He stiffened and looked at her with questioning eyes. "Temperance, please don't... are you having second thoughts about us? Because I would never survive... not this time..." - for a moment that felt like a lifetime he was unable to breathe.

She placed her fingertips on his lips, so gently.

"Oh Seeley, I'm so sorry I scared you. No, I am not running away, not anymore. Before we met I felt safe and content in my own world. I had science, I had logic and evidence. And all that was so reassuring I was convinced I couldn't possibly need more. And then you came... day after day you spoke of things I didn't even think of... eye-contact, heart, love, family. Little by little I felt the walls I had built around myself crumble into dust. I could not let irrational thoughts take control of my mind and I was so scared... of love... of life...but you were not. And no matter how much I made you suffer you were always there for me, willing to give your life to save me... I thought I couldn't change but I have changed. I have believed in your love and loving you has made me a better person, I'm aware of that. And now I know that the best gift I can ever make to you is something more, something bigger than my love. You already have that, you know?

He nodded a lump preventing him to speak.

"I am ready to give you the gift of life" - she held his gaze and simply let the words slip softly out of her lips – I'm not on birth control any longer. And according to my calculations this weekend would be just perfect to try and start a new life together."

"Temperance I... oh my God! Are you just saying that you want...?" he was so overwhelmed and he felt his heart swell in his chest he feared it might burst out.

"With you, I've always known it would only be with you."

She realised how absurd her idea of being inseminated had been, convincing him to donate his sperm and let her have her child. Alone. No matter how hard Angela had tried to make understand there was another way, that they were meant to be together. It all seemed just surreal right now. However he had complied to her wish, and no matter how embarrassed he had felt, he would do anything for her, to make her happy.

"But – she resumed - it's not me anymore, Booth. It is us. You still want this, don't you?"

He cupped her cheeks and drilled his eyes into hers. Unable to speak as a storm of sensations ravaged his brain all he could do was pour his love into her through his warm, almost deep black eyes filled with tears and she watched in awe his face transfigure before her.

He pulled her lips to his and no matter how tenderly or how passionately he had kissed her before Temperance sensed immediately the difference: she let herself go and together they melted in the kiss. She couldn't tell how long his lips locked with hers, she felt incredibly light, her brain drifting away from her body.

Then he finally opened his eyes to look at her. Hands still on her cheeks.

"Do you want to stay here?"

"No" was all she said.

He wrapped the blanket on her body and gently took her in his arms heading upstairs. "I'm going to make love to you all night."

She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder.

He did.

The sun was rising when they finally had to give in to sleep. They resumed their favourite position but this time instead of circling her breasts he let his hand rest on her belly, feeling the warm, soft skin under his touch.

"A baby" he lulled in her ear.

"Our baby" she whispered.

And they closed their eyes.

A/N: Thanks to all the readers around the world. I'm still amazed about the figures I'm getting after just posting my first two stories. You've made my day.