A few things I have to say. Firstly, the character of Christopher Lockwood is somewhat fictional, although I did have fun writing him. I have to admit that even though he is getting in between Booth and Bones, I love him. He is actually based on a particularly charasmatic and attractive teacher I had last year, English accent and all. So, based on the fact that this certain teacher was amazing I hate to do this to the character of Chris. Following his real-life counter-part though, this is something 'Chris' would do.

So I hope you enjoy the final (maybe, depending on the response) chap of this fic. Hope you enjoy it!

Tempe decided to go to Chris' apartment first thing the next morning. She needed to talk to him about their argument the previous night. As she knocked on his front door she knew something wasn't right. He answered the door with nothing but a towel around his waist, his hair ruffled from sleep and his eyes half-open. He opened his mouth to speak, but only a groan came out.

'Chris, we need to talk about last night,' Tempe said, stepping past him.

'I…' he began, rubbing his forehead. 'God, it's bright out here. Uh…what happened last night?'

'Do you remember anything?' Tempe said, frustrated.

'To be honest…' he sighed. Just as he was about to unwillingly invite her in, a blonde woman in her twenties emerged from the bedroom behind Chris, wearing only one of his work shirts. He spun around at Tempe's shocked expression.

'I don't remember that,' he murmured quietly. 'Tempe, I am so sorry!'

'I don't have anything to say to you, Chris,' she said quietly. 'It's over.'

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'This is horrible, Bren,' Ange said, an arm wrapped around her best friend on the couch in her living room.

'I don't know what to do,' Tempe replied. 'Should I go to Booth now?'

'He can't be your rebound, sweetie. Especially in this situation. Booth wants to be with you completely.'

'So I just…wait?'

'Maybe you should just forget about men for a little bit. Tell Booth that after Chris you want some time alone. Go back to how you were as partners.'

'Will Booth be okay with that?'

'Talk to him. Ask him how he feels.'

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Tempe arrived on Booth's doorstep. She felt her hands shaking, what was she meant to say to him? After she knocked on the door he answered a couple of seconds later, in tracksuit pants and a singlet.

'Bones,' he said, slightly shocked. 'To be honest I didn't expect you.'

'Can I come in?' she asked, looking at her hands.

'Of course, come in,' he said, leading her to his living room. They sat side by side on the couch. 'So, why are you here, Bones?'

'I need to talk to you,' she said. 'Angela says that I should talk to you.'

'Shoot.'

'I'm not going to shoot you!'

'It's an expression, Bones, it means…uh, just talk.'

'Chris came to my apartment last night, after you. He was drunk and we had a fight. I went to his house this morning and there was another woman there.' At this point Booth visibly flinched in anger. 'I broke it off. Angela says that I should come here, but you shouldn't be my rebound. She said that I should talk to you about how I feel. I don't want this to be a spur of the moment thing. I think I need some time alone. Do you think we can go back to partners? Just for a while. I was with Chris so long that I've forgotten what it was like to be your partner. Do you think that is okay? Do you think that after all this you can forgive me?' She still couldn't meet his eye line. She stared at her lap as he watched her intently. He reached over and cupped her cheek in his hand.

'I've waited four years, Bones,' he said softly, his soothing voice allowing her so sink into his touch. 'I've watched men come and go, I've watched you at your best and your worst. I've fallen irrevocably, unbelievably in love with you. No matter what happens I will always be in love with you. I'll wait as long as you need me to. Just don't meet some other guy.' He grinned and watched as a tear fell from one of her eyes. 'Don't cry, angel. Don't cry.' He wiped away her tears. 'What're you crying about, beautiful?'

'You've always loved me,' she sobbed. 'You've always been there and I never saw it.' He took her into his arms and pulled her onto his lap, kissing her forehead. She buried her head under his chin.

'You mean everything to me,' he whispered, not believing that he was able to say it out loud.

'I'm sorry,' she said, wrapping her arms around his torso. 'I shouldn't have been with Chris.'

'We can make it up,' Booth soothed. 'We can get over this.' She pulled back and looked at him.

'Partners?' she asked with a chuckle.

'Partners.' He agreed, taking one of her hands and squeezing it firmly.

There's the final chap for now. I really hope you liked it. Thanks to all the people who reviewed! I'm not sure about ending it here, so may update it later on.