Thank you to everyone that has been reviewing... they mean the world to me. I think this may be the last chapter... but I am not sure. I have a little something extra for this story, but not sure it's quite right yet.....

Disclaimer: I do not own Bones. The whole kit and kaboodle belongs to Fox...

~I can't believe it's been three weeks already. I thought it would be difficult sharing space, and free time with him. It's easier then I

anticipated. ~

Caught up in her own thoughts, she did not notice Angela come into her office.

"Sweetie, I know I've said this before, but welcome back. I'm so glad you are here. How are you feeling? Tired? You were on your feet for...."

"Not you too, Ang. I was medically cleared, ok? You sound like Booth." Her exasperated comment was softened by the smile on her face.

"Well, he did tell us to keep an eye on you. Seriously, you look tired. Do you need..."

"I'm fine, Angela. Just catching up on paperwork. I must say though, there isn't a whole lot left to finish. You guys did great work while I was... while I was gone."

"We did our best, Bren. But it wasn't the same. So, how's your roommate? Still making him live out of the guestroom?"

"You make it sound like that's a bad thing. Where else should he keep his things?"

"Ok, Bren, answer me this. How many nights has he slept in 'his' room? I know at the hospital you both slept better together..."

"How... Who... you know what? I don't want to know."

"You don't want to know what, Bones? Anything I can help with to get you out of here? It's time to go home."

She looked at the man in the door. Smiled a very tired smile. Did not argue, just stretched her horribly aching legs and feet. "I'll be ready in five minutes. Angela has some results for this file, if you could, as, grab them for me? Please, if you don't mind?"

Booth feigned shock, clutched his chest. "Bones, are you asking for help? Is this the end of the world as I know it? Or, did someone over do it today?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired. And I'd really like to finish up here."

"Come on Booth. Let's let her clean up... You know how she needs to get things 'just so' before leaving. I've got everything right on my desk." Angela led the way, putting her hands on the file right away.

"Hey, Angela? I'm going to need your help in a few days."

"Sure thing. But for what? Everything ok?"

Looking around, he replied quietly. "I want to surprise Bones with dinner. We have... a thing to celebrate."

"Ahhh... say no more. Let me know day and time you 'want' her, and I will deliver. I will be expecting a detailed report the next day." Angela's grin was genuinely full.

Two days later, Brennan was impatiently waiting for her best friend.

"Ang, what's taking you so long? And why did you HAVE to get ready for dinner here? You could easily get dressed at my place."

~I've got to get home... What if he sees? This is ruining my plans... I can't believe it's been three months already... ~

"Earth to Bren. Are you ready? Thought you were waiting to leave?" A knowing smile on her face, secrets sparkling in her eyes.

"Ang... finally. I've got things to do. I can't believe I let Booth drive me in today. I just wasn't thinking clearly, I guess. You look great."

"Thanks, let's get you home. I can't stay though." Her cell phone went to her ear, "We're leaving now. See you in a few."

Brennan lifted an eyebrow, questioning.

"Just calling Hodgins."

They rode in easy silence. Her apartment windows were still dark. The black SUV was not in the parking area. Hopefully, she had beaten him home.

Unlocked her door, entered the code for the new security system Booth had insisted on. Turned with the purpose of going right to her room, plans running through her head.

Stopped. And gasped.

The table was set for two. Nice tablecloth and settings, candles newly lit. Fresh flowers were in a crystal vase. Appetizing aromas enticed her to move closer. Sweet, slow jazz notes came from the stereo.

Standing at the counter, opening a bottle of wine, was her very adorable roommate. Grinning an extremely sexy smile.

"Welcome home, sweetheart." He put the bottle down. Took her coat and bag. Came back to the kitchen, his hands brushed her waist, slipped into her hands. Gently started to sway with the music.

"I thought you would never get here." He whispered in her ear.

His voice sent arousing shivers down her spine. She played along.

"If I had known this was waiting, I would have started walking... What is all this for Booth?"

He spun her around, in time with the music. Pulled her back to him. His arms around her. She felt just right against his chest, she felt right everywhere.

Still dancing, he answered her.

"I wanted to celebrate. Three months ago tonight, we had a formal dinner together. We had our first kiss."

He nudged her face upward, so he could look into her eyes.

"Three months ago tonight, we told each other how we felt... We both said I love you. So, happy anniversary Bones."

Her eyes went soft; he could see the fairy tale stars shine through them. She reached up for him. Brushed her lips across his.

"Happy anniversary Booth."

They both deepened the kiss. Lips, tongues, teeth; they were intensely focused on exploring each other with this single kiss. Arms wrapped around each other, supporting each other.

The requirement of air, and the kitchen timer finally separated them.

"Dinner's ready."

"Ok. It smells great. I'll just go wash up." Smiles on both faces, she hurried into her bedroom.

Dinner went well. Candlelight and music. Quiet conversation, nothing urgent. Completely comfortable. After cleaning up, she turned to Booth. Opened herself to him. She went over to him, hugged him tightly, and then she looked up at him.

"I have a confession to make, Booth."

Still getting over the sweet shock of her impulsive hug, her words sank in. "Confession? What'd you do Bones?"

"Honestly, I... what makes you think I did something? I... I remembered what today was. I wanted to make it special too... so I... I have a surprise for you. It's not much, nothing compared to this, but I... You'll see. Follow me, please?"

Holding his hand, she led the way.

~She can't mean... She can't be ready for this... but if it is, could I say no? I've wanted this... a next level, maybe I could... hold back? Tell her I want to wait?... What do I do.... ~

They were in her doorway. He noticed her closet had been cleaned, and was halfway empty. One of her large dressers had all of the drawers pulled out, also empty.

She dropped his hand, went further into the room. Turned slowly to face him.

"I've done a lot of thinking these past three months. About us, and our situation. And about us. You've been great, helping me get through... everything. And I... I've been unfair, I think, trying to stall the inevitable."

"Bones, you're starting to ramble. Are you ok? Are you having second thoughts about us? Because I can't acce..."

"Booth, what I'm trying to say is... move in with me."

"...pt that... What? I thought I had... What?" Confusion was giving way to something else.

"Move in with me. Not just in the apartment, Booth. Move in here... with me. I'd like to share my personal space with you."

"You mean in here? Are you sure? I'm ok with our arrangement. If you need more time..."

"I'm sure. That's why I'm sure. You'd be willing to continue as we are. I want this... very much. I'm ready; I'd like to have you, and your things, in here with me and mine."

He went over to her. Grinning ear to ear, with the silliest sexy look in his eyes. "Well, if you're sure. I'm not going to argue."

He hugged her tight, picking her up lightly off the ground, and spun them around with sheer joy. "And Bones, this is the best surprise you could have come up with."