To See You Again

A/N: My laptop died :( *sigh* At least we have a PC so I can still get on the net. I was feeling a bit down, so writing this helped to make me feel better. If only the show actually had some of this sort of stuff in it. :) I hope you like it.

Booth walked into Brennan's office at 6:53pm. Brennan looked up in surprise from where she was sitting behind her desk. "Booth?"

"Bones." He replied with an exaggerated glance at his watch.

She gasped and checked her watch too. "Oh, Booth, I'm so sorry." She jumped up and began grabbing at her personal effects.

"Hey, relax, Bones." Booth said with a chuckle. "There's no hurry. We have reservations for 8 o'clock."

Brennan raised a quizzical eyebrow.

Booth shrugged. "I knew you'd lose track of the time."

Brennan glared at him. "I don't lose track of the time. I was working."

"Working. Sure thing. You're always working." Booth sighed. "You need to get a life, Bones."

"I have a life. I have you, don't I?" Brennan walked towards Booth slowly, as though stalking prey.

Booth smiled. "Yes you do, Bones, yes you do." He engulfed her in a hug, leaning his chin on her head.

"Ah hem." There was a cough from the doorway, and Brennan shoved Booth away.

"Oh, don't stop on my behalf." Angela said with a grin.

"We weren't doing anything!" Brennan said. "We were just getting ready to leave."

"Oh? Where are you going?" Angela asked in typical Angela fashion.

"Nowhere." Brennan said at the same time Booth said. "Dinner."

Angela raised an eyebrow and grinned. "Dinner, hey?"

Brennan blushed, and glared up at Booth.

"What?" He asked innocently.

Brennan rolled her eyes. "We're going out for dinner, like we always do." She told Angela.

"Right." Said Angela. "Sure. Have fun." She left Brennan's office.

Brennan turned to Booth. "I'm not ready to tell everyone about us yet."

Booth looked at her closely. "I know."

Brennan looked relieved. "Let's go, then."

"That's the best idea you've had in a long time." Booth replied. "Let's go."

Booth stared at Brennan across the table. They were sitting in a secluded corner of a nice restaurant, hidden from view of the other customers. There were candles on the table, and Booth stared lovingly at Brennan.

"What? Is there something on my face?" Brennan asked, a hand coming up to her face.

"No. No, I was just… there's nothing on your face. I was thinking that you're really beautiful tonight." He replied.

Brennan smiled. "Thanks." She said quietly.

Booth reached across the table and gently took Brennan's hand. "Why did it take my death for you to admit to yourself how you felt?" He asked quietly.

Brennan looked away. "I…" She sighed. "It's hard, Booth. Everything is just so confusing." She looked back at Booth, her eyes wide. "I'm confused. These feelings I have, I… find them hard to understand."

Booth ran his thumb across Brennan's hand. "Everything about love is confusing. It takes a lot to understand. Most people just go with it. So… just go with it, Bones. Don't think about it. Just feel."

Brennan looked across at Booth. "I don't know what that means."

Booth chuckled. "I haven't heard you say that in a while."

Brennan smiled slightly, and looked down at Booth's thumb, which was still tracing patterns on her hand. She flipped her hand over, and brought her other hand over Booth's. They sat in silent contemplation, until the moment was broken by a waiter bringing food.

Brennan fell onto Booth's bed, Booth soon following, landing on top of her.

Brennan giggled as he landed, and kissed him thoroughly.

Booth pulled back. "Did you just giggle?"

Brennan looked coyly up at him. "Maybe I did."

Booth swooped down and kissed her again, causing her to moan into his mouth.

"Maybe I like it when you giggle." Booth murmured.

She giggled again, before rolling them over so she was on top. She kissed along Booth's jaw, and muttered, "You have a prominent mandible, and zygomatic bones."

Booth raised an eyebrow, while Brennan continued to kiss him, moving down to his collarbone. "Right." He said. "So, what? I'm hot?"

Brennan looked up at him from her spot on his chest. "Oh, very." She whispered huskily.

Booth chuckled, and hauled Brennan up to kiss her again, before rolling them over, and peeling off her shirt. Brennan raised her arms as Booth pulled the shirt over her head, before kissing her again. His hands moved towards her breasts, caressing, making her moan and writhe beneath him, all the while he was still kissing her.

Brennan soon got a bit restless, and flipped them again, removing Booth's shirt and running her hands down his chest, scraping lightly. He groaned into her mouth, and his hands moved to the back of her bra, unclasping it, and pulling it off. Brennan arched into him as he ran his hands over her breasts. She moaned as Booth kissed her neck, and then her breasts. His hands moved to her pants, and he, with Brennan's help, pushed them down over her hips, and off her legs completely. They landed on the floor in a heap, soon followed by Booth's as well. Both Booth and Brennan were panting by now, eager to continue with their current activity. Booth ripped Brennan's knickers off her body, and she his boxers. Booth sank into her willing body and they both groaned. They started up a rhythm, and soon they both fell over the edge.

"I love you, Temperance." Booth whispered in Brennan's ear.

"I… I love you, Booth. Seeley. Seeley Booth." Brennan whispered back. "I do, I really do."

Booth held her close, and kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep, Bones. Tomorrow is a brand new day."

"Brand new life." Brennan whispered back, snuggling closer to Booth. "You and me."

"You and me." Booth agreed. "Against the world."

Brennan chuckled sleepily. "Against the bad guys."

"Crime fighting duo extraordinaire." Booth whispered back.

"I love you." Brennan whispered again, still getting used to saying the words.

"I love you too." Booth replied. "Forever."