Booth and Brennan had gone away for a weekend together, just the two of them. Booth had wanted to bring the kids, but Brennan knew they still had some things to work out by themselves.
Finally they had enough time to talk about how things stood between them. They sat staring into the fire, each waiting for the other to speak.
Booth cleared his throat. "Bones...It's hard for me to find the words for how thankful I am...not only that you got my attention by making me leave the house, but also for taking me back." His eyes filled with tears. "I'm so grateful…."
"Booth...do you remember when we worked on the Cleo Eller case?"
"Yeah...why?''
"You told me something then that I still remember….that partners share things because that builds trust. Right?"
"Right….I was trying to get you to open up to me." Booth couldn't figure out where Bones was going with her reasoning.
"Over the years we've shared lots of things, professionally and personally, good and bad. You know a lot about me, and I know a lot about you…"
Booth interrupted. "I'd say you know everything about me." He smiled.
"So if we know that much about each other, it follows, according to your statement, that we've built up a lot of trust, correct?"
Booth nodded. "I guess so."
Brennan continued carefully. "That means that even though there were times I didn't trust you…"
"When I was gambling again?"
"Yes... those times were outweighed by all the times I did trust you over the years. I decided I could risk taking you back."
"I love you, Bones." He kissed her. "I'll prove myself worthy of your trust again. I promise."
"You will, Booth." She snuggled next to him and smiled. "I know you will."