A/N: And here comes the LAST chapter. Sorry it took me so long to upload, but I was away for the weekend and I wanted to hold off the last chapter. I hope it was worth it. THANK YOU for all those who stuck with this story, who favorited, alerted, and reviewed. It was greatly appreciated.

I bring you the much-needed B&B promise. Hopefully it's what you all had in mind, or close enough. I think you might like it… =)

There she stood again, her knuckles rapping on the hard surface of the wooden door. She stood back, trembling slightly as she tried to regain her composure. Brennan wasn't sure what to expect, the anticipation of the unknown had her on edge, but she knew that this time she had no desire to chicken out. With Angela's advice running through her head, she had more determination than ever.

It was time to set aside all her scientific mumbo-jumbo, as Booth called it, and look inside herself for the answers. There was no more hiding behind evidence.

Brennan heard the sound of footsteps approaching, and she held her breath.

The door opened, and he peeked his head around it. His hair was ruffled, his eyes wide and red, for a moment she wondered if he had been drinking.

Booth rubbed his eyes and blinked. "Bones… what are-" he cleared his throat. "What are you doing here? Do you have ANY idea what time it is?"

Brennan glanced down at her watch. It was late. Most of the City was well and truly in the deep REM cycle of sleep. She blushed. "I didn't realize it was so late… sorry," she muttered nervously.

"Fine," he said. "What are… are you here for a reason?"

"Yes," she nodded.

Booth waited for more.

Brennan locked eyes with him, the overwhelming emotions flooded through her, and she found herself unafraid of the future. Booth had always proved that in the end, he was trustworthy, like everyone, he made mistakes, where Hannah was concerned, he had made more than usual, but still he had proved that his love for her over powered all else. He was one of the good guys. He would never abandon her. The evidence she needed to come to a conclusion, was right before her.

She smiled to herself as she pushed the door open, Booth now standing squarely in front of her. She placed her palms to his upper torso and shoved him hard against the nearest wall, before pressing her body up against his. He was momentarily stunned by her actions, what had happened to rational Bones? An unfamiliar sound escaped his throat, as his hands found their way around her waist, seemingly having a mind of their own.

"Bones, what-"

She did not allow him to speak, but instead pressed her lips to his, in an almost violent attempt. His response was almost instant, his arms encircling her waist tighter than his grip on her had been. Booth moved swiftly, turning her around so that she was the one with her back against the wall, his hands reaching for her forearms, and placing them above her head, pinning them against the wall by her wrists, so that she had very little room to move. Booth moved his body, pressing it against hers, in a way that told her he wanted her with every fiber of his being.

She wanted him too.

Brennan only took moments to respond, titling her head in a teasing motion as her lips settled close to his, before shifting away again in playful fashion. The passion that had been buried in Booth for 5 exceedingly long years, always suppressed, came to a head in a powerful kiss. He removed one hand from her wrists, still gripping her forcibly in place, and took hold of her chin before crushing his lips against hers.

Booth's body moved closer, as she struggled to move her arms, her mouth opened slightly to deepen the kiss. His mouth moved over hers in an attempt to open a part of himself that had been forced to remain closed for so long. The tip of his tongue found hers, and the taste of his kiss brought a sense of familiarity, as if she'd done this, not once or twice, but a thousand times. As if she existed only for this moment.

Booth released Brennan's pinned position on the wall, and moved his hands to her waist, and gripping her back in a gentle embrace. Brennan's hands found their way around his neck, tangling in his thick brown hair.

Out of breath, Booth pulled her reluctantly at arm's length. He panted heavily, his eyes moving over her with evident desire. "You're going to be the death of me Temperance Brennan," he admitted openly, keeping his voice to a whisper, resting his hands on her shoulders keeping her at a distance.

Brennan could barely muster the will to answer, but she managed a smile, understanding this was a pop culture reference. "One step at a time," she suggested.

Booth nodded threading his hand through hers. "One step at a time," he agreed.

Brennan pressed herself against him again, one hand bracing the wall behind her, and allowed their mouths to meet again.

There were things they needed to discuss, time needed to heal the wounds that had been opened, but for now, knowing they had each other, and the future ahead, was enough.

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It ends in Sweets office. "It's been 2 months now, since you're return to work, since- you know, our last conversation about it, how do you feel in regards to Hannah Burley?"

Despite the instant tension that seized his body, he leaned back on the couch, his arms folded across his torso. "Well…" he began.

He had to start somewhere.

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Ps. If you liked this story, you might be interested in my novels, the chapters are MUCH longer, lol. You can by them from Amazon bookstores. My penname is Rebecca Iannone… and the titles are GROWING PAINS and THE INVISIBLE STRING: the secrets that bind. =)

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