Okay this is the last chapter. I hope you enjoy it.

I don't own Bones.


Entering the Lab, Booth looked around and saw Cam and Wendell on the platform. Hodgins was standing below the platform, clipboard in hand, talking to Brennan. His smile bright, Booth walked over to where his girlfriend was standing and placed his hand on her arm. "Hey Bones. I need to talk to you a minute. Do you have time?"

Her attention now on Booth, his partner returned his smile. "Yes of course. Would you like to talk here or in my office?"

Looking around at the comings and goings of the squints and Lab employees, Booth pulled her hand and stepped a few paces back from Hodgins. "I'd like to talk to you here."

Curious, Brennan followed Booth's lead and stepped away from Hodgins.

Booth, placed both hands on her shoulders and glanced around. "Stand there." Stepping back, he licked his lips, placed his hand in his jacket pocket and pulled out a small box. Kneeling on his right knee, Booth looked up into the shocked face of his lover. "So Bones . . . I don't know if this is really the right place to do this, but I'm tired of trying to do things quietly between us. I want the world to know that I love you and . . . And I want to live the rest of my life with you. I want to become your husband and I want the world to know that fact. I love you Bones. I've loved you for a long time . . . Sometimes I think I love you so much that I have a hard time breathing. My love for you is so deep and strong that I don't think I could love you harder if I tried, but I'd like to find out if it's possible . . . Temperance Brennan, will you marry me? Will you allow me the honor of becoming your husband?"

Misty eyed, Brennan reached down and placed her hand along his jaw line and smiled. "Of course, Booth. My answer is yes."

Abruptly standing, Booth laughed and placed his arms around her. "Thank you Bones for giving me a second chance." Releasing her, he looked down at the box in his hand and held it up for her to see. "I know you don't believe in archaic rituals and I'm not sure you want an engagement ring, but I bought you one anyway. You don't have to wear it. I just wanted you to know that I have one just in . . ."

Interrupting Booth, Brennan took the ring box from his hand and opened it. Taking the ring out of the box, she slid the ring on her ring finger and remarked, "Traditional belief established that the Vena Amoris vein ran directly from the heart to the fourth finger of the left hand. It's actually inaccurate since all the fingers in the hand have a similar vein structure. Still, I think it is romantic. Thank you Booth."

Angela, standing in the hallway, her hands under her mouth, shouted out to Booth. "For God's sake, kiss her."

Turning to look at Angela, Booth smiled and turned back towards Brennan. "Bones, I'm going to kiss you." Leaning down, he captured her lips with his and kissed her softly.

His eyes large, Hodgins started clapping his hands. "Well thank God that's over. The suspense was killing me."


That evening, while cooking dinner, Brennan looked up from her cutting board and watched Booth trying to get Christine to eat string beans. Watching him flying the string bean round the child's head and then towards their daughter's mouth, she felt a sudden surge of emotion. Picking up a dish towel, she wiped her eyes. Once she had her emotions back under control, she cleared her throat. "Booth, would you care if I took care of the wedding arrangements?"

Surprised, Booth turned to stare at his fiancé. "Uh, yeah sure. I thought we'd go to a Justice of the Peace. You're not Catholic and I know you don't plan to convert so we can't get married in the church . . . I thought a small ceremony at city hall with a few of our friends would work for us, but if you want something different then sure, go ahead."

Pleased that he'd consented, Brennan looked down at her cutting board. "Good, I'll make all of the arrangements. I'll just tell you when and where, when I'm ready."

Succesfully feeind a green bean to his toddler, Booth laughed. "Sure, sounds okay to me."


Several weeks went by and although Booth was curious about their wedding, he decided not to interfere. He knew that Brennan had been consulting with Cam and Angela about the wedding, so he was certain that the wedding wasn't going to be at City Hall. Pleased that Brennan was going to go for something a little more elaborate, Booth decided to let her make her plans and be patient.

Awakening on a Saturday morning, eight weeks after his proposal, Booth found himself alone in bed. Stretching, he found a note taped to the lamp on the side of his bed. Reaching up, he pulled it down and read it:

Booth, today is our wedding day. I have a new suit for you in the closet in a gray garment bag. Make sure you wear your white shirt and burgundy colored tie. Meet me at the address listed below at 12:30 this afternoon. Please be there at exactly that time. Not sooner and not later. Once you arrive, enter the building through the main entrance and you will be directed where to go by Caroline.


At 12:30 p.m. exactly, Booth entered the Unitarian Church and found Caroline standing in front of a set of double doors. Smiling, the attorney held out a burgundy mum. "Place this in your lapel, Cher'."

Amused, Booth took the flower and placed it in his suit lapel. Looking at Caroline, Booth patted the flower gently. "Okay, what now?"

Placing her arm through the crook of his arm, Caroline pointed towards the door. "Open the door and let's go in."

Barely able to contain his curiosity, Booth pulled one side of the door open and Caroline pulled the other side open. Leading her into the room, Booth was shocked to find the church filled with people. Looking down the aisle, he found Brennan standing at the end before the alter. She was wearing a burgundy dress with matching shoes. Angela and Cam were standing next to her wearing cream colored dresses with matching shoes. To the left of Brennan, Booth noticed Hodgins, Jared and Sweets standing near the alter in black suits, white shirts and burgundy ties. All of them had burgundy mums in their lapels. Sitting on the left side of the church, Booth saw his daughter being held by Max. His child was dressed in a cream and Burgundy dress with a burgundy bow in her hair.

Stunned, Booth stopped and stared. Letting him take it in, Caroline smiled and then leaned towards him. "Let's go Cher'. We've all waited long enough for this day."

Taking a deep breath, Booth beamed his joy as he walked down the aisle, Caroline holding his arm while his eyes locked on the woman he loved and adored.


Okay that's it. I hope you liked my story. Let me know what you think of it.