"Angela," Booth said as Bones walked away from the group

"Angela," Booth said as Bones walked away from the group. After seeing all of the things that they gave Zach, she was overwhelmed and couldn't take it. Booth shook his head at Angela as he followed Bones with a letter in his hands. She was sitting on the stairs and he slowly made his way down to her. He read her the letter before looking at her. "Bones, it's okay."

Bones stared at him for a moment before she glanced away. "I'm still mad at you," she said, softly.

Booth sighed. "Let's go somewhere and talk," he said, climbing to his feet. "Please?"

For a moment she didn't answer, but finally she stood up and nodded. "Fine," she agreed.

The two of them headed to Booth's SUV and he took her to park. He stuffed his hand in his pockets as they walked along the path. "Bones, I'm sorry I didn't tell you," he said softly, as he sat down on a bench. "I thought you knew. But I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."

Bones sat next to him and folded her hands in her lap. She didn't know what to say to him. How could she just forget what happened? "I can't just forget that you got shot in front of me," she whispered. "And that the doctors told me that there was nothing they could do."

He turned toward her and lifted her gaze to his. "Bones," he said, softly. "Listen to me, I wouldn't intentionally hurt you. You have to know that. I thought that you knew. You were the one person that I wanted to know the most." He paused for a moment. "When you were at my house earlier, you said… Bones, this wasn't you're fault."

"That bullet was meant for me," she whispered, as tears stung the corner of her eyes.

"Do you really think that I would let that happen?" He asked, wiping a lone tear as it slid down her face. "I wouldn't let anything happen to you."

Bones sniffled but she didn't say anything. She willing went into his arms as he slid them around her. "I was so scared," she whispered. "I thought… I thought you were gone."

Booth kissed her hair and rocked her. "I'm sorry," he said, softly. "I wish that you hadn't been put through that." Her body relaxed slightly in his arms and he pulled her closer. "Come on, let's get you home. You've had a rough day."

Bones nodded. "Yeah," she said, softly. She got to her feet and was a little surprised when he got to his feet and slid an arm around her shoulders.

Once back at her apartment, Bones was nervous. She let Booth inside and she rubbed her face. She made her way to her couch and sat down. She was exhausted and she wanted to climb into bed. Her anger towards Booth had disapated some and she was feeling the effects of the day.

Booth sat next to her and looked at her questioningly. "Are you alright?" He asked.

"I guess," she said. "Just like you said, had a long day." She sighed and laid her head on his shoulder. "I'm glad you're alright."

"I'm sorry you didn't know sooner," he said, pulling her closer to him. He kissed her hair softly and stroked her arm tenderly. He shifted slightly to scoop her up into his arms. "Let's get you to bed." He cradled her close to him as he took her to her room. Carefully, he laid her on her bed and sat next to her. "You gonna be alright?"

Bones looked up at him and all she could picture was him being shot again. She tried to block out the sounds and the sights as she reached a hand up to cup his cheek. "Booth," she whispered.

He looked down at her and brought his hand up to hers. He leaned down to press his lips against hers softly. When she didn't pull away he deepened the kiss a little. Her arms came around his neck as she pulled him closer to her. He cradled her cheek in his hand as he pulled back a little bit. "I should go," he said, softly.

"Can sleep on the couch," she whispered, her chest rising and falling heavily. "If you want." She squeezed his hand gently as she gave him a smile.

Booth smiled down at her and kissed her softly. "You sure you're alright with that?"

Bones nodded. "Yeah," she said, softly. She released a yawn and curled her hand under her cheek.

"Good night Bones," he said, kissing her hand before standing from the bed.

"Night Seeley," she whispered, sleepily.