Hey guys. I hope you liked the last chapter! Here is chapter 4

Brennan waited by the door to make sure Booth actually left. When she saw him gather is stuff off the floor and hesitantly left her building, she felt the tears come but she willed them away. She was done crying over him. She made sure her doors were locked and went straight to bed for a night of restless sleep.

The morning came too fast for Brennan and not fast enough for Booth. The moment he saw the sun come up he jumped off the couch and got ready. He needed to talk to his partner so he decided that he would go to the lab and wait for her. He did his best to make sure he didn't wake Hannah while he was getting dressed. By the time he was at the lab it was 7 am. He expected her to be there by now but also wasn't surprised when he saw that her office was still closed. He walked past Angela's office and saw the artist in her office sitting at her desk,

"Angela?" He walked up to her door and spoke, "You're here early." She looked up and gave him a sad smile,

"Yeah, I was hoping to beat Bren here to talk. Looks like I did. What are you doing here?" He shrugged,

"Same here." She nodded,

"How was sleeping on the floor?" He took a deep breath and spoke,

"Actually, I was getting ready to sit there all night but then Bones came out and yelled at me go home. She told me that she isn't ready to talk to me and that sleeping on the floor isn't good for my back." Angela smiled at her friends consideration,

"I'm not surprised she made you leave. She knows how bad your back is." He shook his head,

"Can you believe that? Even when I was a bastard to her she still cared for me. *signs heavily* Why did I make such a mess of things Angela?" He took a seat on her couch and put his head in his hands. Angela took a seat next to him and rested a supportive hand on his shoulder,

"I don't know Booth. Brennan told me about last year in front of the FBI building. She told me she didn't think things would change but it seems like it did." Booth shook his head and pressed his face harder into his hands in an effort to stop the tears,

"It was me Ange. I was so hurt by her rejection I thought that pulling away would be best. I was an idiot for thinking that because she continued to be the amazing woman and partner she is and all I could do was ignore her and try to convince myself that I had moved on." Angela sat there and soothed the agent's sadness. Little did the pair know that the aforementioned Bones/Bren has shown up and had heard what her partner had said. Her thoughts fought with each other about what she should do,

Talk to him. You know you miss him and he couldn't have meant what he said.

Couldn't have meant what he said?! If he didn't mean it then why did he say it?

Talk to him to find out.

I don't think I'm ready.

Will you ever be ready?

Brennan was pulled from her thoughts when she sensed movement. She quickly made her way to her office, grabbed her lab coat and made her way down to Bone Storage. She knew limbo would help her escape her best friend and partner from talking to her. She saw Booth leave her alone last night but she knew he wouldn't stay away for long. Evidence being his words to Angela and his presence this morning.

Angela won't stay away either. She is going to realize where she is and go searching for her. She just hoped that limbo would hide her for a while. Brennan knew that she couldn't stay away from Cam. She had to go speak to her and make sure she knows she is present for the day. After sneaking up the stairs and seeing that Booth was sitting in her office, most likely waiting for her, and Angela was out of side, most likely in either her office or Hodgins'. She quickly made her way to Cam's office.

"Dr. Saroyan." Brennan knocked on the door, getting the attention of the pathologist. Cam lifted her head and greeted her visitor,

"Dr. Brennan. I'm glad that you're back." Brennan gave her boss a small smile,

"Yes, I apologize for my absence yesterday-" Cam cut her off,

"No need to apologize. I understand completely. Booth is sitting in your office. He came by just before you walked in." Brennan nodded,

"Yes, I saw him sitting on my couch. I am currently down in Bone Storage working on the identification of a World War II soldier so if you need me I will be down there." Cam nodded and stopped Brennan from leaving,

"What about if someone else needs you?" she prodded. Brennan took a deep breath and spoke,

"If someone needs me for an anthropological viewpoint I will be available. If it is personal it can wait." Giving the answer to the silent question Cam asked, What if Booth or Angela are looking for you? As Brennan was leaving she almost bumped into their resident artist. Brennan was caught off guard,

"Bren." Angela sighed in relief. Brennan nodded,

"Angela." She went out of her way not to make eye contact. "You know where I will be Dr. Saroyan." Before Angela could stop her Brennan made her way out of Cams office and quickly went back down to Bone Storage. Angela stood in Cam's office with her mouth gaped open,

"Where is she?" Cam straightened up and spoke,

"If you need Dr. Brennan for her professional opinion I will gladly call her for you." Angela put her hands on her hips and spoke in frustration,

"Why won't you tell me where she is?" Cam shook her head,

"Because she asked me to. Yesterday was horrifying to her, if she wants her privacy I'm going to give it to her." Angela nodded,

"I know where she is." Cam shrugged her shoulders,

"I didn't tell you where she is. if you find her then good for you." Angela stomped out of her office and to Brennan's office to find Booth.

"Booth. She's here." His head shot up at the mention of his partner,

"Where is she?" Angela shrugged,

"I dont know. Cam does. I tried to pretend that I know where she is so she would give it up but she didn't. She can't be far though." Angela took a seat next to Booth,

"Lets think. Where would she be to get away from talking to people?" The pair brainstormed and made the same conclusion,

"Limbo."

Hope you like this chapter! I'll be back soon with chapter 5 -J.A.