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It was a Monday, when my lover told me,
"Never pay the reaper with love only."
What could I say to you, except, "I love you."
And "I'd give my life for yours."

That shot rang through the club like nails on a chalk board. To Dr. Temperance Brennan, it was the worst sound in the world. The worst part about it was that she had absolutely no control over what had just happened, or what would happen next. There were far too many variables in this equation.

I know we are... we are the lucky ones.
I know we are... we are the lucky ones.
I know we are... we are the lucky ones, dear.

The first time we made love, I... I wasn't sober,
and you told me you loved me over and over.
How could I ever love another when I miss you every day?

Everything happened in super slow motion after that. She saw the gun, the muzzle flash, the only one she loved falling to the floor. She saw the people jump, the horrified looks that came upon their faces, and the blood seeping from his strong chest onto the floor. She saw the woman take aim once more, then without a second thought, she grabbed his gun, pointed and squeezed.

Remember the time we made love in the roses,
and you took my picture in all sorts of poses?
How could I ever get over you, when I'd give my life for yours?

I know we are... we are the lucky ones.
I know we are... we are the lucky ones.
I know we are... we are the lucky ones.
I know we are... we are the lucky ones, dear.

She heard the screams, Hodgins telling Zach to call 911, the ragged breaths making their way from her partner's lungs. She heard herself repeating the words he had once spoken to her. "Come on Booth, come on." What she didn't say was how she really felt. She didn't say the things she was dying to say. "Don't leave me. I love you. Do you remember?" These were the things she wished she could tell him.

My dear, It's time to say I thank god for you.
I thank god for you in each and every single way.
And, I know... I know... I know... I know...

It's time to let you know. Time to let you know.
Time to let you know. Time to sit here and say...

As she wept over his body, she watched as he slowly let go. His eyes were becoming heavier, and his blood was warm against her hand. It broke her heart to see him like this. Why did he have to be such a fucking hero? It killed her to know that he stood up, and he took that shot for her. She knew she loved him, even if she wasn't willing to admit it just yet. But this…this made it totally clear to her. He loved her back. He was leaving now, and she hadn't even had the chance to tell him just how much he meant to her. With that she let it all go. As the tears fell from her eyes, she spilled out every thing she had ever wanted to say. She couldn't even understand herself, so she was sure no one else would either.

I know we are... we are the lucky ones.
I know we are... we are the lucky ones.
I know we are... we are the lucky ones.

With the flood of words, feelings and tears, the man beneath her hands slowly opened his heavy lids. He saw that perfect, beautiful woman leaning over him. He felt her warm hands covering his cold body, and he felt her pain. With the weakest of smiles, he gazed at her and let her know that he heard every thing. The look reflected in his eyes was pure and true love. It was then that they knew they were the luckiest people in the world.

I know we are... we are the lucky ones, dear.
We are the lucky ones, dear...