Author's Notes

First and foremost, apologies for the excruciating length of time it took to get this fic published in its entirety. To everyone who gave up on it – I don't blame you. I moved cities and countries several times in the writing of it and felt increasingly uninspired by each new season of Bones. I also took some time away from writing to drink and have my own dramas (necessary, but not the best idea). But eventually I got around to writing most of the rest of this while living in the wonderful Thailand. So thanks, if you started reading it at the start and came back for the end. I appreciate it. And if you want to download the whole fic (or any other multi-chapter fic) for reading on a portable device, this website is awesome: fanfictionloader dot appspot dot com

Secondly, thank you to everyone who reviewed. I love you all! I didn't want the story flow interrupted so I didn't prompt for reviews (except for one chapter where I just couldn't resist, but that's been amended now) – so thanks to everyone who put up reviews just because. Seriously, that's what I live off. Knowing that people are reading this and enjoying it and that it's making you feel something. Special thanks to Braelyn Rae, CampRockfan4ever, EmLovesYouu (hello, fellow Aussie!) and Tartantrace whose names popped up a lot in reviews – thanks for that . And to CampRockfan4ever who put up a review that was just "DUN DUN DUN DUN" on chapter 6 -you made me laugh out loud!

If you haven't reviewed, please, now's your chance. I try to respond to all reviewers and I really, really love hearing what you think about what I've written. Also thanks to those who added this fic to their favourites. I'm really, truly flattered because there are a lot (thousands) of fics out there and it means a lot that you're reading (and liking) this one.

Now to the story – it all came about simply because of a promo picture of the genetically endowed, absolutely gorgeous Emily Deschanel. She was blonde and I wondered how to give Brennan blonde hair. This is the result. Surely there are one-shot ways to do it but why take the easy way out when you can turn it into a novel? Really. Besides, who knew it would turn into such a mammoth piece. I was thinking it would be resolve d in 14 chapters but the characters just kept bloody going. Hopefully it lived up to your expectations and you felt the ending did it justice.

I don't have a beta reader, or a proof reader, and I'm pretty bad at checking what I write, researching facts, and all those other things that good writers do. And I'm a comma whore. So you've likely come across some mistakes, or extra commas. If you send me an email or mention whatever irks you in the review section I will amend. Apologies for my professionalism comma lack of.

There are a few plot holes that are glaringly obvious – would Scott and Rowan have gone directly to the address from the airport? Probably not, I'm guessing there should have been some kind of removalist setup rather than two weary travellers with light luggage. Would Brennan's father have let her keep the phone and make a later call? Would Brennan really have given up that easily and left Booth behind, never to make contact again? Would Booth have left her to meet Scott alone in the last chapter? Actually, I think he would have – he was still tentative around her. Anyway, that's why it's a fanfiction... I'm not getting paid the big bucks to repair holes in my plot (although there are some things in season 5 I'd like the big bucks writers to check and change – facts, people! You wrote it the first time around, just look that shit up.) And did Brennan and Booth have sex in chapter 20 (or, as Booth might say, make love *eye roll*)? That's up to you to decide. Let me know what you think.

I also had trouble keeping Brennan from calling Booth any time in the three year period they were apart. Hopefully chapter five convinced you why she didn't call him; she believed in what her father told her and she was committed to disappear. Once she's committed, she's in it for the long run. I didn't want to spend as much time in her Canadian life but it was a good chance to see how Brennan might change if she wasn't all those things she uses to shield herself from the world; best selling author, world renowned forensic anthropologist, FBI sidekick (and I know she'd resent being called a sidekick). This is her being able to be something else, as her and Scott's later conversation reveals. Hopefully it wasn't too OOC. I did try to keep up the explanations on how Brennan has changed – picked up idioms and pop culture references and so on. She's a genius. Logically, she should be able to teach herself how to be a different person. Let Season 6, Episode 3 'Maggots in the Meathead' be an example of that (it couldn't have come at a more perfect time. Seriously – "random, y'all" had to be my favourite line in the entire episode!)

While this fic was started with the best intentions of being finished in season two, it wasn't until just before season six that my muse returned (or my laziness receded somewhat, or the time on my hands grew) so I had several more years of Booth/Brennan interaction and Squint drama to choose to incorporate or not. Unfortunately that means Sweets is missing (not a deal breaker but he is growing on me), but the upside is that Zach never went to jail. But I did mix and match some of it – you'll notice Sully still sailed away on his ship. And there are a few little quotes thrown in that the characters have actually come out with in later seasons.

I am Australian so while I've tried to put in as many 'Americanisms' as I can bear, the spelling is likely very British English. You may also have noticed we spell (and say) arse. It felt sacrilegious to change it.

And here's one little bit I wrote but could never incorporate into any of the Booth-sections, but I didn't want it to just die because I'm kind of attached to it so I'm shoving it in as an end note: It consumed him in the way that her parent's disappearance might have consumed her if she hadn't managed to channel her curiosity into a more noble cause. Or to grow up so beautifully without them. He knew he still had growing to do. Still had his cosmic balance sheet to even the columns out in. Still had so much he needed to get her opinion on. And without her, none of these things could be completed properly.

Finally, it's no secret, I do not, never will, actually don't even dream of owning Bones, Booth and the whole Scooby Gang. I do own Scott and imagine him as a Simon Baker type, but slightly more tan, taller and with darker hair.

Bloody hell, that was nearly longer than an Oscar acceptance speech. Thanks again for reading! I'm leaving you with the lyrics to the song which, if fics had an anthem, would definitely be the anthem for this (just swap out ten days for three years and we're set). Except it's far too beautiful to be called an anthem. Written and performed (and therefore copyright – no infringement intended) by Missy Higgins, I'm pretty sure you can find this song on iTunes or with some creative googling. It's from her On a Clear Night album, which I highly recommend if you need some inspiring writing music. It's a beautiful album.

So we've put an end to it this time.

I'm no longer yours and you're no longer mine.

You said this hill looks far too steep

If I'm not even sure it's me you wanna keep.

And it's been ten days without you in my reach,

And the only time I've touched you is in my sleep.

But time has changed nothing at all -

You're still the only one that feels like home.

I've tried cutting the ropes and

I let you go but you're still the only one

That feels like home.

You won't talk me into it next time,

If I'm going away your heart's coming too.

'Cos I miss your hands I miss your face.

When I get back let's disappear without a trace.

'Cos it's been ten days without you in my reach,

And the only time I've touched you is in my sleep.

But time has changed nothing at all -

You're still the only one that feels like home.

I've tried cutting the ropes,

Tried letting go but you're still the only one

That feels like home.

So tell me, did you really think...

Oh tell me, did you really think I had gone

when you couldn't see me anymore?

When you couldn't...

'Cos baby time has changed nothing at all -

You're still the only one that feels like home.

And I've tried cutting the ropes,

I let you go but you're still the only one

That feels like home, yeah,

You're still the only one that feels like home,

You're still the only one I'm gonna love.

Oh yeah...