Again… I don't own a thing unless you count seasons 1-3 on DVD :) And btw, you can thank me seeing Booth in his army greens (swoon!) for getting this out. My husband is slightly jealous (haha! Though he looks good in his army greens too… but I don't want to see him in them again!) It's been a rough few weeks and my muse was no where to be found! Sorry it's short :(

First a quick update though, my lovely sis, Jinsey, is doing pretty well. She's still on the chemo which is making her feel like crap! My sis is so strong! I love you Jins! My twin boys are all over the place! OMG! Thank goodness for my amazing army hubby who can chase them all the live long day! We found out last week that my Lello (grandmother) has breast cancer. She and my Papa are the inspiration for this fic. I also found out last week that one of my best friends has breast cancer. She is 27 and has a 7 month old! I swear, cancer is EVIL!

Btw, this might be slightly OOC for Brennan but you never know how you're going to act when the person you love (whether you admit it or not) tells you they are going to war…


"You're leaving me?" she whispered, brokenly, staring him straight in the eyes. "I - You said you'd never leave me."

"Bones," he could see the tears pooling behind her eyes and he watched her struggle to not let them fall. Booth reached for her hand and she took a step back.

"No! You promised, Booth."

"It's not by choice, Bones. I told you I would never willingly leave you." Booth was desperate to make her understand.

Booth tried to reach for her again and she shrugged him away. Brennan turned quickly and headed for the door. "Rat bastard," she mumbled under her breath. She grabbed her coat off the back of the chair and pulled it on. "I never should have trusted you, Booth. You're just like everyone else." She opened the door and jumped when it was slammed in front of her.

Booth turned Brennan around to face him and held on to her upper arms. "No, Temperance. I am not like everyone else. Please look at me." She refused to look him in the eyes so he placed his fingers under her chin and tilted her face towards his. "Bones, I am not like everyone else. I told you I would never leave you and—"

"But you are leaving me, Booth," she interrupted.

"Willingly, Bones. I said I would never willingly leave you." Booth held tight to her arms, begging her to believe him. "This is not willingly. I don't want to leave you, Parker, Angela, Hodgins, Cam, Rebecca. I don't want to go… but I have to… and I need you to understand that. Please tell me you understand that." He looked at her and watched the struggle in her eyes. His hands traveled down her arms to grasp her hands tightly. "Temperance," he whispered, drawing her attention back to him, "please believe me. I don't want to go."

Brennan stared into his eyes for a long time. Booth thought he had lost her, scared her, something. Needless to say, he was surprised when she wrapped her arms tight around his shoulders and held him close. Booth was stunned for only a moment before he too wrapped her in his arms. He heard the hitch in her breathing and knew that she was crying. He held Brennan just a little tighter as he fought off his own tears. He knew he needed to stay strong for her.

Brennan wasn't sure how long they stood by his door, holding onto each other. She knew she wanted to say something to Booth, but she couldn't find her voice. The tears were pooling in her eyes, threatening to spill over. Brennan knew he realized she was crying when her breath hitched and as he held her a little tighter, the tears flowed freely. She took in a deep breath and tried to find her voice.

"I don't want you to leave me," Brennan whispered, so softly that Booth almost missed it.

He pulled back slightly from the embrace and placed his palm on her cheek. "I know, Baby, I don't want to leave you either," he whispered back, wrapping her in his arms one more time.


Booth released Brennan a little while later, took a hold of her hand, and led her back to the couch. They sat down and he pulled her into his side, her head on his chest, and wrapped her in his arms. Brennan held tight to him and was mesmerized by the sound of his heart beat beneath her ears.

"How long will you be gone?" Brennan asked, breaking the silence.

"I don't know for sure. The sergeant major said possibly a year. Maybe more."

"That's a long time, Booth."

Booth leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I know, Bones. I don't want to go but I don't have a choice. I'm going to miss you and Parker so much."

Brennan sat up and studied his face for a few moments. She traced the lines on his face, memorizing his features. She stopped as her fingers came to rest on his lips. She gasped softly when he kissed her fingers.

"Have you told Parker?"

Booth heaved a heavy sigh and ran his hand over his face, taking hold of the hand she had left on his lips. "Not yet. I don't know what to say to him. I don't know how to tell him this." He placed a light kiss on her palm and held it to his heart. "I wish I didn't have to do this."

"I know, Booth. But it'll be okay. Parker is a bright boy. I believe he'll understand. I'm sure he'll be upset but—"

"Thanks, Bones." He watched the emotions dance in her eyes and worked up the nerve to ask her his favor. "Bones? Can I ask you a favor?"

"Of course."

"Will- um- will you go with me when I tell Parker?"

She was speechless. She didn't know how to handle this. She didn't know if she could handle seeing that sweet boy cry over his father leaving. But she had to She had to do this for Booth. And for Parker.

"Sure."

"Thank you."

"I'd do anything for you, Booth. You know that, right?"

Booth smiled and kissed her forehead, resting his against hers. "Of course I do. You know the same goes for you too."

"I know," she answered, placing her hand over his right shoulder where he took a bullet meant for her. "I'll always know."