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He reached out with one hand, cupping her cheek in his hand before leaning towards her and capturing her lips with his. Tempe struggled, immediately pushing him away. Before either of them knew what they were doing, her hand had collided with his cheek, the sound of her slapping him echoing in the silence of the car.

'Don't you dare,' she hissed. She opened the door and slammed it behind her, leaving Booth with his head on the steering wheel, sighing with the exhaustion of seeing the woman he loved slowly slipping away from him.

Tempe stormed into her office, grabbing her phone out of her bag and dialling Chris.

'Hey, baby,' he said as he picked up the phone.

'Chris, I need to see you,' she said, trying to compose herself.

'Tempe, what's wrong? Is everything okay?' she let out a sigh of relief at his soothing voice.

'Yeah, I just need to see you,' she said quietly.

'I have ten thirty until two free,' she heard him reply.

'Can you come to my office?' Tempe asked.

'Yeah, sure, baby. I'll be there in an hour,' he said softly. 'Love you.'

'Love you too, Chris.' She hung up the phone.

'Was that the wonderful Christopher?' she heard Angela coo from her door. She looked up at Ange, a face-splitting grin on her face.

'Yep,' Tempe said, walking around her desk to sit next to Ange on her couch.

'How is he?' Ange asked.

'He's amazing,' Tempe sighed. 'It's Booth who's the problem.'

'Is the FBI hunk jealous?' Angela asked.

'He kissed me this morning,' Tempe blurted out.

'He WHAT?!' Angela yelled. 'What did you do?!'

'I slapped him,' Tempe said looking down at her hands. 'I didn't know what to do. He shocked me and I'm with Chris. He shouldn't have kissed me!'

'Mmmm,' Angela hummed quietly, a frown of concentration on her face. 'Did you feel anything when he kissed you?'

'No,' Tempe replied quickly and certainly.

'Are you sure?' Angela probed.

'Yes,' Tempe's tone was set. 'When Chris kisses me I can feel how much he loves me, but when Booth kissed me…' Tempe paused. 'It just felt wrong.'

'Chris is a great guy, Bren. It's no wonder Booth's jealous,' Ange reasoned.

'Our partnership is barely holding,' Tempe said sadly.

'Sweetie, you have to see it from Booth's point of view. He clearly thinks of you as more than a partner and friend. He can see you getting closer to Chris, he can see that it's no longer okay for him to turn up in the middle of the night with Thai food or to give you "guy hugs". It's got to be hard for him. He knows how you feel about Chris and wants nothing other than to have that with you. He wants you to look at him like you look at Chris.'

'But I love Chris, and I don't love Booth,' Tempe sighed. 'Not like he wants me to anyway.'

'You need to talk to Booth,' Ange told her.

'What do I say to him?'

'Just tell him how you feel. Tell him that you love Chris and are happy in this relationship. You want your relationship with Booth to stay platonic despite possible feelings before you met Chris.'

'I didn't have feelings for Booth before Chris,' Tempe interrupted.

'Bren, anyone could see the way you two looked at each other before Chris. Now it's one-sided. Everyone sees the way Booth still looks at you. I don't think he's coping well, sweetie and you need to let him know where you stand.'

'Okay, well I have to do some paperwork, but I'll talk to him later.' Angela took this as a dismissal and smiled, walking out of the office.

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Booth sat in his office, head in hands, wondering where he had gone wrong. Suddenly he sat up, grabbing his jacket and keys and rushing out of the building. He needed to talk to Bones, to tell her how it had been like for him all of these months.

He arrived at the Jeffersonian just after midday and made his way into the building, scanning his card and stopping outside Tempe's office. Chris was in there.

They were sitting on the couch with their backs to Booth. Booth quickly took in Chris's left hand on her shoulder, his other hand holding one of hers.

'I just don't understand,' her voice drifted in through the open door.

'It's understandable that he's changed,' Chris said softly, rubbing small circles on the palm of her hand. Booth noticed the subtleties of their movements; the way they subconsciously leant into each other, the way they looked at each other.

'We used to be best friends,' he heard Tempe say. 'And now I feel like I never see him. He won't accept that I'm with you.'

'I never meant to get in the way,' Chris said and she looked into his eyes.

'You're not getting in the way,' she insisted. 'You're…always there for me. You're the best boyfriend I've had.'

'But Booth can't accept that,' Chris said. 'Temperance, he clearly has feelings for you. He's radiating jealousy. I love you, and I want to be with you, but I think you're the only one who can't see how he feels for you.'

'I do know how he feels for me,' Tempe said quietly.

'What?' Chris asked quickly.

'He kissed me this morning,' Tempe said and Booth cringed.

'He what?' Chris said though gritted teeth.

'I was telling him to stop being so defensive and said that he was jealous and he just…kissed me.'

'Did you kiss him back?' Chris's hand slipped from her shoulder. She grasped it with both hands.

'Of course not, I pushed him away and…slapped him.'

'I can't believe he kissed you,' Chris mumbled.

'Please don't do anything,' she added quickly.

'I can't just let him take advantage of you!' Chris nearly yelled, standing up. Booth gasped as he saw Chris spot him. He knew he couldn't back down as Tempe's boyfriend came flying at him, a fist raised. Booth stood ready as Chris came through the office door. Chris grabbed Booth by the shoulders and Booth reacted quickly, spinning around to elbow Chris in the back. Chris ducked, taking the force of the blow before successfully landing a blow to Booth's abdomen. Booth groaned in pain as he doubled over. Chris took this opportunity to knee him in his side, but Booth was ready, grabbing Chris by his leg and throwing him to the ground.

Tempe watched on as her partner and boyfriend fought each other. She wanted to intervene, but knew that they were not thinking rationally and she could probably get hurt. Angela, Hodgins and Cam quickly joined her as onlookers, all of them not knowing how to stop this clumsy brawl on the floor. Soon two security guards arrived, both grabbing Chris and Booth and pulling them apart. Both looked a mess. Chris had a split lip and Booth an already bruising eye. Booth was leaning to one side suggesting he was still in pain from Chris' blow to his abdomen. Both men were panting heavily, still trying to recover from the anger-fuelled adrenalin rush.

Booth's attention was focussed on Tempe as he remained in the security guards' grasp.

'I will fight for you, Bones,' he said, pulling himself free, straightening his jacket and making his way towards the exit. Chris made to walk towards her, but she put her hands up.

'Don't, Chris,' she said, closing her eyes for a second. 'I need to think. Just give me some time.' She walked the opposite direction to Booth, leaving Chris wondering what he was meant to do to protect their relationship.

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