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Swinging his gun towards John, Booth shouted, "Drop the gun! Drop it now!"

Leaning over very slowly, John placed the gun down on the ground, stood up slowly and raised his hands above his head, "It's alright. I've done what I needed to do and it's over. I plan to cooperate with you."

"Bones, check on Reese, but be careful." Holding his gun on John, Booth glanced at Brennan while she squatted next to Reese. Worried, he tried to keep an eye on her while keeping John in his sight too.

Placing her hand on the prone man, Brennan felt for his pulse. Not finding one, she leaned over and tried to see where John had shot the murderer. "Booth . . . . he's dead."

His gaze firmly on John, Booth asked, "Why, why did you shoot him?"

His eyes now on the dead man, John explained, "He murdered my wife. I despaired that he'd ever be caught when he disappeared into Canada. I hired several detectives and they've been looking for him for two years. One of them got a tip from someone in the Bureau that Reese was back in the States but he'd altered his appearance. The tipster said he was in this area of the country because of his mother and that it was known that he played golf so I decided to play golf here and see if I could find him. It was a long shot, but I hoped that luck was on my side. Turns out it was."

Turning his gaze back towards Booth, John smiled grimly, "I couldn't find him and I wasn't sure how to do it until my detective told me that the FBI was sending an agent under cover here with some kind of specialist to see if they . . . you could find him. I knew it was you as soon as I saw you here. You were one of the agents that handled my wife's case. We met once but I didn't say anything to you. I was too . . . I was so sick when the agent with you told me that my wife was dead. You tried to interview me for a few minutes but I just was so sick . . . anyway, you never saw me again and I was counting on that. I was hoping you wouldn't recognize me. I figured if I stuck close to you and you found Reese then I could get my revenge. . . . My life ended when that scum killed my poor innocent wife and so I decided to make sure he paid for killing Jane. I did and now I know I'm going to pay for what I did and I don't care."

Shaking his head, Booth informed John of his rights, cuffed him to the bench and waited for the police to arrive.

While John was explaining his motive to Booth, Brennan called the police and the FBI to inform them about the murder of a wanted murderer on the golf course.

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Sitting in their hotel room, Booth watched as Brennan packed her bag, "So, Bones, that didn't work out exactly like I planned it to, but . . . you did a good job. I wanted you to know that. You did a really good job."

Zipping her bag, Brennan carried it over to the door and placed it on the floor with the other bags, "I was confident I'd be able to identify Reese once I saw him."

Clearing his throat, Booth stood up and walked over to the window and parted the curtains, "This is a nice place. Maybe we can come back sometime as just us. You're a quick learner and I think you could be a good golfer if you practiced a little."

Walking over to the window, Brennan stood next to Booth and smiled at him, "You're a very good teacher, Booth. You're very patient."

Dropping the curtain, Booth smiled at his partner, "To tell you the truth, I don't have a lot of patience when it comes to teaching anyone how to play sports. You and Parker are the only ones that don't bug the hell out of me. You're a quick learner and I don't have to keep telling you stuff over and over again. If you want more lessons, I wouldn't mind giving them to you. You picked up bowling pretty fast."

Placing her hand on Booth's arm, Brennan cautiously brought up a topic she thought of importance, "I just want to make sure about something Booth. Last night . . . we were Booth and Brennan not Tony and Roxie . . . that's right isn't it?"

Puzzled, Booth shook his head, "You mean last night when we made love? Bones that was us . . . just us. I wasn't pretending . . . uh, you weren't pretending were you?"

Shaking her head, Brennan let a faint smile play on her lips, "No Booth. I wasn't pretending."

Pulling her into his arms, Booth kissed her. Her response immediate, they both found that they were kissing each other with almost wild abandon. Finally breaking apart, Booth inhaled and laughed, "This is real Bones . . . last night . . . right now, this is real. It's our time."

Leaning against him, Brennan sighed, "We'll have to tell someone eventually."

Holding her against his chest, Booth sighed, "I know. I know we will but right now we don't have to. We can keep it a secret for awhile and not worry about anyone interfering with us. You know that's going to happen. Everyone has an opinion and they're going to want to share it with us."

Her arms around his chest, Brennan frowned, "I know."

Rubbing her back in small circles, Booth sighed, "We're doing the right thing, Bones. We're ready and we're doing the right thing."

Leaning up and kissing him, Brennan smiled, "We crossed the line last night. I don't want to go back."

Returning her kiss, Booth smiled tenderly at her, "That damn line is gone, Bones. I love you and there is no way I'm taking a step back. You and I are finally together and God help anyone that tries to get between us."

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Driving back to D.C., Booth glanced at Brennan and then back at the road, "Hey, I know one thing we need to do right away. We need to tell Parker and Pops about us. We can't keep this a secret from them."

Turning to face her partner, Brennan nodded her head, "Yes, they deserve to know. . . How do you think Parker will react to our new relationship? I know he didn't like it when Hannah moved in with you and I don't want to upset him."

Surprised, Booth stared at Brennan until he realized that the car was veering too much to the center line. Jerking his gaze back at the road, Booth assured her, "Bones, Parker loves you. That thing with Hannah, she and kids don't get along very well and . . . Are you sure that Parker didn't like Hannah? He told me he liked her."

Shrugging her shoulders, Brennan informed him, "He told me that Hannah didn't really like him and he didn't really like her. I think Hannah was too uncomfortable around Parker and he picked up on it. He probably told you he liked Hannah so that your feelings wouldn't be hurt."

Exhaling deeply, Booth stared straight ahead, "I don't know why I didn't see that . . . Maybe I didn't want to see it. What a dumb ass." After driving for awhile in silence, Booth spoke, "Look Bones, Parker loves you. He's loved you for a long time and I know you like him a lot. Parker actually adores you and he thinks you're cool. This isn't going to be a problem. You'll see. . . . In fact, I have an idea. Let's stop by Rebecca's and tell him when we get back."

"I think that would be a good idea, Booth." Turning to stare out of the passenger side window, Brennan cleared her throat, "It would probably be better if we know now than later that he hates the idea of me in a relationship with you."

Worried, Booth reached out and place his hand on her knee, "Bones, I love you please don't worry about Parker. I know him and I know he loves you. You'll see."

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Knocking on the door of Rebecca Stinson's house, Booth nervously looked at Brennan, "Hey, this is going to be okay, you'll see."

Equally nervous, Brennan tried to smile and failed.

The door opening, Booth smiled at his son, "Hey Parker, Bones and I came by to talk to you."

Glad to see his father, Parker stepped closer to him and hugged him, "I'm glad to see you, Dad." Releasing him, Parker leaned around his father, "Hey Bones."

Smiling, Brennan replied, "Hey Parker."

Rebecca arriving at the door, appeared to be puzzled, "Seeley is something wrong? Is everything okay?"

Shaking his head, Booth grinned, "No nothing is wrong, actually everything is fine. I came by to tell Parker something important."

Her hands on her son's shoulders, Rebecca frowned, "Do you want to come in?"

"Sure, thanks." Entering the house, Booth grabbed Brennan's hand and they followed Rebecca and his son into the living room, "Bones and I came by to let Parker and you know that we're in a relationship now."

Stunned, Rebecca stared at the couple. Parker, a little confused, asked, "Does that mean Bones is your girlfriend now?"

Nodding his head, Booth held up his hand that was clasped with Brennan's hand, "That's exactly what it means."

A grin spreading out on his face, Parker ran towards the couple and threw his arms around Brennan, "Oh boy, I was hoping this would happen when Hannah went away."

Relieved, Brennan placed her free hand on the boy's shoulder, "You're happy."

Releasing her, Parker hugged his father, "Boy am I."

Placing his hands on Parker's shoulders, Booth grinned at his girlfriend, "Bones and I are family now and well, I guess that means that she's part of your family now too, Parker."

A smile finally appearing on Rebecca's lips, she remarked, "It's about time, Seeley. I really didn't think you two would ever get your act together. I'm glad you finally did."

Beaming at his ex, Booth's eye twinkled, "I'm a slow learner when it comes to some things but I eventually learn what I need to know."

Placing her hand on Booth's arm, Brennan assured him, "I'll be able to help you with that problem in the future, Booth. I'm an excellent teacher."

Laughing, Booth placed his arm around her waist, "I'm all yours Bones. Teach away."

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