Spoilers/Timeline: None/Set in future; B&B are in an established relationship

Disclaimer: Nope, Bones is still not mine. Title found in Vince Gill's Feels Like Love.

A/n: Something a little different from my usual, but the idea hit and I ran with it. Thanks to Jess (CupcakeBean) for listening to me fret and offering support.


I watched him walk out of aisle seven, glancing over his shoulder as though he thought he was being followed. Satisfied that he wasn't and that no one was paying him any attention, he headed for my register.

I'd seen him in here several times before, usually, with his son buying cold remedies and coloring books. I was certain he wasn't with the boy's mother anymore. In this day and age the lack of ring meant nothing, but I could tell by the way he interacted with the child. As if he had to make every minute count; even the twenty spent traipsing through a drug store.

Sighing, he glanced behind him once more and set the bag of miniature Snickers and package of pads on the counter. I forced myself to stifle a laugh at his look of awkward determination and reached for the bag of candy.

"This it, sir?"

He nodded and reached in his pocket as the Beatles' Something began to play; a slight smile settling on his face as he answered. I quickly busied myself organizing the magazine rack next to the register trying to disguise my eavesdropping.

He leaned against the counter, his voice lowering to a whisper. "Yeah, Bones, that's what I got." There was a slight pause as he picked up the package again. "Yes, they're infinity overnight with wings..." I glanced up as he finished the conversation, a slight look of annoyance overridden by one of complete adoration on his face. "That's it." He flashed me a smile that, even not quite at full wattage, made my knees buckle.

"Sounds good." I handed him the plastic bag and his change and leaned against the back counter, watching as he headed for the door. There was a definite lightness in his step and he was whistling as he stepped out into the warm May air.

I smiled and went back filling prescriptions. Whoever she was, she was very lucky.