I know, I know it's been a while since I last updated, but I have a good reason. I've had to work, play softball, babysit, and Sunday, I got 14 stitches in my leg. But I am back now, and I promise I will not give up on this story.

This chapter is kinda short because its pretty much a filler chap. This is when B/B decide to start becoming the people we know and love. This will start the journey of getting back to their old lives. And...here we go. Please review!

Booth heard the sound of beeping and it irritated him. The last thing he remembered was that him and Brennan got in a fight and she had a heart attack. Bones! Is she ok? He had to make sure she was alive. He opened his eyes, and to his surprise, there she sat.

"Bones? Wh-What are you doing here?" he asked, studdering.

"Hey Booth. How are you?"

"Umm….shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"It's been a little over a day since that happened. I'm fine, but you…you're okay now."

"What happened to me?"

"You had an anxiety attack. You've been sleeping for a while now."

"Wow. I….I'm sorry Bones. I really am. I didn't mean those things that I said."

"Yes you did. We both did. Because if we said it, we both meant it, even if it was out of anger."

"I…I don't know what came over me. I know a year ago I would've never said any of that stuff to you. but…"

"We've both changed. The experiences we have had over the past year have changed us."

"I guess it has."

Booth put his head down. "What do we do now?" he asked.

"Live our lives. Try to get back to how things used to be."

"Friends." he mumbled.

"I think it's best for right now, even though we know how we feel about each other. We need to reacclimate ourselves. Once we get out of here, you'll take your marksmanship test again and pass. You'll get back with the FBI and become the Jeffersonian liaison again. I….well I already have my job, I just need to get everything heeled up."

"Right. How's everything by the way?"

"My arm and leg aren't too bad. My ribs are doing just fine, but my neck…that's a different story. It hurts to even move my head an inch."

It was then that he noticed the neck brace she wore, the cast's that covered her arm and leg, and the wheelchair she sat in.

"Oh. I'm sorry. For everything."

"Enough sorry's. Please. Let's just…move on."

"You sound like me, more…rational."

She nodded. "Thank you. Could you please press the nurse button to see when you can be discharged? I kinda…can't wheel with one arm."

He laughed. "No problem."

She had to admit that this situation felt awkward. Yesterday they just had a huge fight, one that caused her to have a heart attack. She knew she should be mad at him for the things he said, but she had said some pretty nasty things too.

They have both changed so much in the past year. In her mind, she knew they changed as soon as Booth said "I'm the gambler" all that time ago. That had started the feeling of awkwardness around them, and made them both more aware of when they were flirting and the amount of lust that surrounded them.

Then the year apart, just made it even worse than before. And now, here they were, sitting in a hospital room, trying to get back to how they used to be. If that's even possible. But they will try. They will try to redeem theirselves as best crime solving team in America, they will try to become best friends again, and they will try to hide their feelings for each other, just like before.

Let the journey begin.

Sooooo? How was that? Ready for them to be them again? Review and let me know and I will get started on what I like to call the BoBrennanization Process. Haha. Please review!