Well, this is it! The last posting of the day.

This story isn't completed either, but i did want to at least get it started. So by my count, I think I have four currently ongoing stories here on the net. Oy! I am sure they will keep me up nights.

Thanks to everyone for the kind support. I have had a really great day. My fingertips are just about burned off, haha, but that will just assist me in my next career of cracking safes or something. :)

I'm excited for Thursday, April 1st, and Thursday, April 8th. If i don't catch you around here before then, have yourselves some great BONESdays!

--b&b--

Booth walked outside and noticed Brennan sitting on the bench inside the bus stop. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized that for once, he was actually going to make her choose. Even if she didn't answer him right away, she was going to know once and for all how he felt.

"Can I join you?" he asked, leaning against the opening for just a moment.

She looked up, her body surprised, but her eyes showed that somehow she'd been expecting him. He sat beside her and rested his elbows on his knees, letting his hands clasp together between them as he figured how exactly how he was going to say what he wanted to say.

Figuring it would just be best if he just went ahead and said it, Booth turned in her direction. But she was turning toward him, and just as his mouth opened, hers did too.

"Booth…I've been doing some--"

"Bones…there's something in need to tell you--"

They both kind of chuckled nervously in that way people do when caught in that situation. Brennan's cheeks flushed for just a moment, and then she looked down before meeting his eyes again. "I know it's polite to let the other person speak first, but there is just something I really want to say."

Wondering if his opportunity was about to float away from him, Booth bit his bottom lip against insisting that he speak first. "Okay, Bones." He nodded. "What's on your mind?"

Her face twisted into such a look of pain that for a moment, Booth's suspicions rose. But just as quickly, her cheeks were smooth and she looked the same as she always did.

"Booth…" she began and cleared her throat. "I've been doing some thinking, and I've decided that I'd like to meet her."

Her? Booth blinked a few times as he tried to figure out what she was talking about. "Bones…"

She held up a hand. "I know I haven't been as…partnerly as I should have been about it, but that is my own issue, and you should know that I plan to deal with it. I won't bother you with it again, but…in order to keep our working relationship intact, I feel it is important that I meet the woman…" her voice cracked just once, and her eyes grew a bit darker. "The woman you have fallen in love with."

Booth's heart stopped beating, for longer than was humanly safe. But he could not possibly be hearing her correctly, could he? "Bones…" he gasped out in a harsh whisper.

But she didn't hear him, or if she did, she ignored him as she continued with her rationale. "I realize now that I have been somewhat selfish, and I am not proud of that, but…" her eyes were lowered, but she still faced him. She didn't notice that he had moved very close to her. "But…I just didn't…I don't want things to change between us. I know that's selfish and that you are ready to move on with your life, and I find that I want that for you, but for myself…"

Her words were cut off by the soft press of his lips against hers, and she gasped, even as she couldn't help but place her hand against his cheek, as if for just one moment, time could stand still, and they could pretend that they hadn't missed their moment. That after years of being together, he'd found someone else in only six months. His lips parted, and his hands slid up and down her arms. Brennan felt so warm and good in his embrace and she leaned closer, allowing her lips to surrender to his, her tongue to brush against his as it swept between their mouths. It felt so perfect, and at the same time, so emotionally painful that she pulled back, sure that the confusion she felt was written all over her face.

Booth's eyes were dark and serious, in a way she'd never seen before.

"Come home with me" he whispered, and a flame leapt in her belly. Her hand, still resting against the side of his face, moved across his cheek until she was cupping the back of his neck. She leaned in and pressed her face to his shoulder.

"I want to. I know I want to, but…I can't. Even though it seems like the right thing to do, and that we owe it to one another to just see, before it's too late; it already is too late. Whoever this woman is, Booth, you love her, and…while you might not be married to her…" she pulled back and met his eyes. "I know you, Booth. It would still be cheating. To you. I could never do that to you."

"Come home with me. Please" he begged. Booth knew he wasn't saying everything he should, but instead of talking more, he just kissed her again. Cupping her face in his hands, he tried to persuade her through touch, knowing that if she would just come to his new house, he could really prove to her, everything he'd been dying to prove.

She kissed him back and he could taste desperation on her lips. When she pulled back, her eyes were bright.

"I'm so confused." She admitted in a soft whisper that shook him to the core.

"I know. I know you are Bones, but…will you trust me? One more time? Just trust me.

--b&b--

I can't say this is the end, because it's not. It's also not the beginning. This story will pick up six months before this scene, and we'll get to this part.

Eventually, that is. After all (say it with me...)

Everything Happens Eventually.