A/N: This will be the last chapter. Thank you all so much for your super nice words and giving me the confidence to finish this. It's my first multi-chapter fic ever. Expect more B/A fics in the future. If you throw me prompts over at my tumblr (signsinthesilence) I will be more than happy to do my best to get them done. I love you all. 3

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The cab ride to Angela's house was dead silent. Nothing could be heard but the car itself, the engine quietly humming in the back of their minds.

Brennan crosses her legs and looks out the window. Her mind is racing and her heart rate has elevated to higher than one should ever have. Angela is doing the exact opposite. Her line of site directed towards Brennan's prominent jawline, her body turned towards her. She's nervous, even though they both feel the same way. They're just going to talk it out. It's only been a few hours since this all happened, maybe long enough to have things come to a standstill.

But when Brennan gives the cab driver $30 without saying a word and bolts out of the car, things feel frustrating again.

Brennan waits at the door, staring at her shoes, hoping the door just opens somehow, but the jingling of keys behind her makes time go slower. Every step Angela takes, the jingling becomes louder. It's making Brennan uncomfortable.

Angela reaches the door and turns the key in the lock. The door pops open and Brennan walks in.

The couch is in the middle of the living room across from a flat screen TV. It's a love seat. Brennan takes the right side, Angela takes the left. Angela sets her keys on the table and folds her hands in her lap.

"I am not quite sure where to start this conversation. Do you want me to just talk and wait for an answer afterward?"

Angela nods. That's all the motivation Brennan needs to continue on.

"I have admired you for so long. It took me a very long amount of time to come to terms with what these feelings even were defined as. I had to consult with Booth sometimes. I never once mentioned your name, just the feelings I was experiencing. I tried to hide them because I was unsure of how you would feel. I know you are very fluid in your sexuality, but we are best friends, and I would not want to jeopardize that for some irrational feelings that surfaced. I am truly sorry to have caused any pain or confusion towards your life. It was not my intention in the least. I was only trying to be honest, like I should always be."

There was a moment of silence and an intake of breath. Brennan searching Angela's eyes for anything, something. While it's a myth that one's intentions can be seen in the eyes, Brennan is trying her hardest to prove that wrong. She wants an answer. She needs it.

Angela doesn't say anything. She moves her hands to Brennan's leg and smiles. It's an illuminating smile, it could light up any darkness in the world. Brennan's eyebrows shoot up.

"Don't move."

Brennan stops moving immediately.

The hands on Brennan's legs move to her face, holding each side softly. Angela leans in to capture Brennan's lips. The feeling is electric. Brennan holds her eyes open, almost fighting it because she's so surprised, until she feels herself practically melt like putty under Angela's touch. Her eyes close and she wraps her arms around Angela's neck pulling her closer, deepening the kiss.

When they part the air is silent. Brennan's half smirk becomes a full smile.

"You didn't have to get me drunk to kiss me. I would've been more than happy to. I love you Brennan."