This is a short story (five to six chapters) while I wait for the new episodes to come. It starts sad, but it will be a happy ending, I promise! It is set right after Doctor in the Photo.

Brennan awoke Saturday to her head pounding. It took her a few minutes to realize the pounding was coming from her door, not her head. Flinging her covers off the bed, she knocked over her glass that still had the remnants of the tequila from the night before.

"I'm coming! Stop the knocking please!" she shouted, as she tossed clothes from her chair searching for her housecoat. She slipped it on and stumbled as quickly as she could to the door. Flinging it open, she was surprised to find a very excited Hannah on her doorstep. "Temperance!" She shouted, rushing in and wrapping her in a hug.

Although she had respect for Hannah and actually liked her, she was the last person Brennan wanted to see at this moment. She couldn't blame Hannah for her and Booth not being together, but she still did not feel like coming face to face with the other woman.

"Hannah! What are you doing here?" At first, Brennan thought maybe Hannah had found out about her and Booth, but Hannah looked way too overjoyed.

"I couldn't wait to see you and ask you something very important! Can I come in?" Hannah asked, pushing past Brennan and taking a seat in the living room. "Booth made me promise to let him tell you, but I just couldn't wait."

Brennan shut the door behind her, and walked into the living room. Her stomach was doing flip flops. She knew she was drinking too much the night before, but she had trouble sleeping after her talk with Booth. Although she was feeling pretty good at having it out in the open, she still was panic stricken that she had missed her chance. The next few words from Hannah made Brennan's stomach go straight to her throat.

"Temperance, will you be my maid of honor?"

Brennan retched, and made a beeline down the hall to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and throwing up in the toilet.

Hannah knocked a few seconds later. "Are you ok? Are you sick?" Sounds of gagging could be heard through the door. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you didn't feel well! Anyway, promise me you will!"

"Will what?" Brennan called from the bathroom.

"Be my maid of honor, please?"

"Ok, just leave please Hannah!"

"OH, don't be afraid about getting me sick! Can I get you anything?"

"NO!" Brennan felt her world crumbling around her, and felt the tequila still working its mad magic in her stomach. "Just see yourself out if you don't mind!"

Brennan heard her steps retreating and the door shutting behind her. After several more minutes in the bathroom, she was able to stand up and walk to the kitchen for some water. Hannah had left a note on the table:

I am so happy and am so glad that you're going to be a part of Seeley and my big day! You mean so much to him, and you mean so much to me! Please call me later! We want to get married in a month, and have a lot of plans to discuss! Love,


"Bones, this is Booth. Please please pick up! This was not how I wanted you to find out. Please, Bones, Call me."

Brennan finally turned off her cell phone and unplugged her landline, after too many missed calls and messages from Booth. She had to take a few days, cry and drink her emotions out until she could be objective and scientific again. By Sunday evening, she was starting to feel a little more like her normal, emotion hidden self.

Monday morning, she was surprised to hear a knock on door before she had even showered. She opened the door to find Booth. "Bones, I wanted to talk to you before work."

Bones smiled, opened the door to let him in. "Sure, but if it is about you and Hannah, I am fine."

Booth stepped in and turned to look at her. "Hannah wasn't suppose to say anything right away. I wanted to tell you myself. And I never thought she would ask you to be her maid of honor."

"We're friends Booth, why wouldn't she?"

Booth stared back for several seconds. "Bones, its ok to be upset. You really should be upset…"

She turned to face him, her smiling fading, knowing her hair was a mess and her housecoat and clothes were disheveled. "Booth, I want you to be happy. And if she makes you happy, then you should be with her."

Booth was left speechless. "So, what you said the other night about regrets, did you mean that?"

"Did I make a mistake not giving us a chance? Yes. But I can't change that now. I am your partner, nothing more. And that's how it will be." She said with a straight face, looking directly into his eyes.

He knew he had broken her, that she was retreating back into her mind. But she had done the same to him less than a year before. Booth was interrupted from their conversation by his phone ringing. "Hey, Hannah. Yes, Bones is with me. I don't know if this is a good time…"

Bones took the phone from him, "Yes, Hannah. Sure, I would love to meet later to discuss the wedding. Great! See you at seven." She handed him his phone back. "I have to get ready for work."

Booth stared at her in amazement. Sure, she had often been cold, distant, sometimes she even seemed unfeeling, but he knew she was actually a very warm person, and that her wall was just for her own protection. But this was a new level of calm he had never witnessed before. He left, and Brennan retreated to the shower, tears mixing with the water.

I have most written except the last few chapters, so I will update again soon! Please keep reading!